Trapped in a Dating Sim: The World of Otome Games Is Tough for Mobs (乙女ゲー世界はモブに厳しい世界です)

I hate you.

I really do.

Every last one of you.

You just hit me? Do you have any idea who I am?

No, I do not. But regardless of who you may be,

I will not put up with this disrespect.

What a pain in the ass.

This is draining my will to live.

You honestly don't know who I am, do you?

I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I don't know much

about the royal capital.

They want me to believe she doesn't recognize

the prince of her own country?

She's lying. Looks like she's one devious protagonist.

These characters were designed by a well-known artist,

and they cast a bunch of popular voice actors.

Supposedly, it's the hotly-anticipated new game

from a big developer, but...

You're not like other girls at the academy, are you?

This world, this otome game.

It really favors the women.

And here I am, using my precious day off,

to improve my relationships with a bunch of dudes!

-- -- Uh?

Traveling abroad is so fun!

She's the one who forced me to play

this stupid game in the first place.

A new otome game?

I heard that if you beat it,

the music at the end is so awesome!

But I'm too busy to play through it myself.

You want me to beat it for you?

Yes, I do. 'Cause if you don't,

I'm going to tell Mom about "you know what."

-- But... -- So...

100% completion would be great! K, thx, bye!

Damn it... Why am I doing this?

What a total nightmare.

I'll be holding my own tea party soon,

and I'd very much like you to come.

--What? -- Hold on.

She doesn't even belong with us!

Oh, boy, classic rich girl antagonist.

I don't understand why nobles obsess over their social status.

You're a prince, or the daughter of a duke, who cares?

Floating islands? Of course.

Not afraid, are you?

No, I think I'll be all right.

And here we go with the dungeons and monsters. Great.

You can always tell when a studio usually makes

games for dudes-- They love to cram this kinda stuff in.

Naturally, there are flying bike-things.

And don't forget the battleships.

Oh look, we're fighting a war in power suits!

Hooray!

This game is freakin' bonkers!

Can you even call it an otome?!

It's super violent and crazy difficult!

Why the long face, pretty boy?!

Olivia. Forgive me...

Ah, screw this, I'm spending money

to speed things up!

Behold, the power of a functional adult!

You dare deceive His Highness, foul wench?!

Shut it, richy rich.

I wish to be the one to protect her.

I wish you'd shut it!

No need to be shy. Admit you love me.

It's only natural that I'd fall for you.

Shut up, shut up, shut up!

And I have fallen for you as well.

My love for you is greater than theirs--by far.

-- Wow, he's stupid. --Oh, you guys...

What a bunch of pretentious, vanilla,

arrogant try-hards.

And these girls... They're overpowered,

with personalities to match, but they're still surrounded

by pretty boy paramours.

I just...

I...

I hate everything about this freakin' world!

It's finally over.

I got the achievement for 100% completion, and did it with

the reverse harem ending.

Man, I'm starving...

Corner store, here I come...

W-Wait, something's off...

Please. This isn't how I die!

So, this is the end.

How I die.

Ah?!

Whoa. What just happened?

It's like I was someplace else for a second.

Same old countryside...

Same old skies...

You little idiot!

What possessed you to run away like that?!

The lady is coming today. You know better.

No, I really didn't know!

-- Unbelievable. --Uh?

This is precisely why I loathe you country boys.

I'm so sorry, ma'am.

Balcus.

The whelp doesn't seem very grateful.

Kindly remind him who the Bartfort family has to thank

for its continued existence.

That would be you. Best not to forget it, son.

That's correct.

and while you sire illegitimate children,

you get to pretend to be a baron instead of a back-water lord

because of your marriage to me.

You would do well to show the proper respect.

Yes, of course. Our apologies.

Please forgive us.

So, um, why do the others get to stay

in the main house while we're hidden away out in this shed?

'Cause Lady Zora despises us.

It's nothing new, so I don't get why

you're complaining about it now.

Does she hate us so much because we're not her kids?

Uh-huh. We can't expect much,

being the illegitimate sons of her husband's mistresses.

Shouldn't you be more worried about studying, though?

Otherwise, you might not get married at the academy.

The academy?

Eh, wouldn't matter if we were elves or beast men,

because we'd have it easy becoming someone's paramour.

Paramours?

Wait, that can't be right. Men must get some respect?

Huh? Women hold all the power in this world.

Of course, strapping men like you and me

don't get any respect.

Women have all the power...?

Wait a minute...

I recognize this place...

This is the world of that stupid otome game.

And that, my friends, is the story of how I,

Leon Fou Bartfort, was reincarnated in the world

of that stupid otome game.

No, no, no...!

What's it been, ten years since I regained my memories?

My family, the Bartforts, didn't appear in the game

when I played it before.

Basically, I'm a background NPC, or a "mob."

Since I'd already beaten the game, I figured I could

use my existing knowledge to absolutely dominate.

I made note of everything I could remember.

Depending on what choices the protagonists made,

I could get pulled into full on wars or minor conflicts.

So, I stayed on my toes and kept up with my training.

But, every day that passed on that floating island,

my ambitions started to fade.

A mob like me should stay in my lane and find happiness

in my tucked-away role.

Uh?

Or so I thought.

An arranged marriage?! No way!

She is the daughter of a particular court noble,

one to whom I happen to owe a great deal.

What could possibly have you so perturbed?

Are you serious?!

She's three times my age and been married seven times!

And all seven of those husbands died in battle!

She's clearly gunning for my survivor's pension!

It's a... tragic series of mishaps, really.

This isn't how I'm supposed to get married, though.

I'm supposed to attend the academy and find

a partner there!

And who exactly do you expect to pay for this "love Academy"?

I could stomach sending a second son,

but there's absolutely no point sending the third in line.

The fact is... we don't have that kind of money to spare.

Once in the academy, you'd have options, but well--

Be appreciative that somebody is willing to marry you.

This meeting isn't just the right choice,

it's the only choice that you've got.

No, thanks! I'll take my chances.

Silence, you petulant mutt!

A real man should do whatever is asked of him

to support his family!

Withered, stuck-up old crone.

Go ahead, take your chances.

If I say the word, you'll be drafted as a soldier.

Is she actively trying to get me

killed on the battlefield?

You know no one wants to marry a man

after he's turned 20, and you have the nerve

to grumble and make a fuss? Know your place, boy.

Oh, crap. This isn't good.

I've gotta do something fast, or my future's gone.

Wait... I know everything about this game

and its bonkers world.

All I need is money, is that correct?

Huh?

I cannot imagine being married to her.

Can't be easy for you.

Come on, don't say that.

I'm just glad she chose to marry me.

Listen, Dad.

Hmm?