Transmigrated as the Butler of a Defeated Heroine

I knew Amelia cared about Ryunosuke, but from my perspective, it was embarrassing.   Still, progress in the event meant the story was advancing.   After school, as promised, I decided to meet Ryunosuke at the front gate. I thought it would be just the two of us, but what was this?   Aside from Ryunosuke, Sojuro was […]

That was what it meant to stay out of an incident.   But the problem was the embarrassment of receiving attention like this.   I wasn’t the kind of person to brazenly put on a stone face in such situations—damn it.   Involuntarily, I returned to my seat, enduring the sweat trickling down my back. It was still

April marked the warm embrace of spring, a season when new life began to sprout.  It was also the beginning of a new chapter for us at Hoshizora High School, as we met new faces and created fresh memories.   A student stood on the podium, his voice resonating like the sound of a jade marble

April was just around the corner.   “It’s already been three months since I started working as a butler.”   At first, it had been difficult to adapt. Memorizing the etiquette and basic skills required of a butler was one thing, but getting used to them was entirely different.   A butler’s duties involved mastering simple martial arts

After the meal, I followed the call of Ed, the elderly butler.   Ed led me into a room and gestured for me to sit in a chair.   “…I don’t know what kind of person you are. However, there must be a reason why she likes you,” he said.   “I don’t understand what you’re trying to