Summary
I possessed the weakest character in my favorite gameβAiran.
Worse still, it was a game where, one year later, a war triggered by the hidden antagonist would force every academy student onto the battlefield.As a veteran player with over 2,000 hours of playtime, I made a decision.
I would clear the game via the shortest possible route and graduate from the academy before the war ever begins.But then a problem arose.
βWhy are you so obsessed with me? Are you trying to steal my page slot or something?β
Frea, the Ice Queen of the academy.
She begins to cherish me.
βAiran, would you walk with me a little longer? I feel at ease when Iβm with you.β
βAh, th-thank you, Senior Airan.β
Rowen, the academyβs only Light-attribute mage.
He shows me special favor.
βYou may use my life however you wish, my lady.β
βI-I donβt need your pityβ¦ Youβre just here to mock me again, arenβt you?! D-Donβt get in my wayβgo awayβ¦!β
Damian, who had been extremely wary of me due to this gameβs notoriously brutal difficulty.
He slowly opens his heart.
ββ¦Iβll trust you. Thank you for becoming my partner.β
βShamelessβ¦ and calculating. To think youβd say such things with such an innocent face.β
Aaron, known for his icy, razor-sharp tongue.
βWhy are you here alone? What were you thinking, coming into this district by yourself? Do you even know what kind of place this is? And at this hourβ¦.β
He worries about me.These four are destined to become the playerβs companions, the ones who must lead the war to victory.But Iβm nothing more than the weakest character, a so-called bad-ending-route specialist.
I canβt stay with them forever. And yetβ¦
It seems Iβve grown far too close to those Iβm supposed to part ways with soon.