The case of a salaryman who was reincarnated into an otome game ~I have a wife, so I’m going back to the real world~ Chapter 1

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“In accordance with the rules of the Sarun Afia Academy, I, Gems Flandar Dobberwin, challenge you, Glenn Alford, to a duel in the name of the Count Dobberwin!”

(Huh? What the hell is this guy talking about?)

I was taken aback by the ramblings of Dobberwin, the man who put his right hand on his chest and pointed at me with his left. No, no, no. This is why the game world is so absurd. It’s funny that I’m in this absurd world where dueling is legal in school. I was going to free myself from all this nonsense by going all the way to the school where the game is set, but how can I ended up to get into fight with a mere mob like him?

“Do you understand me, Glenn Alford? Accept the duel at once!”

It’s true that Glenn Alford is me. But my real name is Koichi Kenzaki. I don’t know why, but it’s been five years since I wandered into this ridiculous world, the world of an otome game called “Eleanore! I don’t know why, but it’s been five years since I wandered into this ridiculous world, the world of an otome game called “Eleanore! I still feel uncomfortable when people call me Glenn Alford.

“I will firmly teach the commoners the order of this world and the pride of nobility!”

As if I care about that! If you have a problem with, tell the production team who made this game [Eleonora]. I don’t go to this stupid school because I want to. I’m only here to return to my world, you stupid aristocrat!

“It is wrong for you, the late son of a merchant, to be enrolled in this Sarnia Academy!”

Well, the stupid aristocrat Dobberwin is not wrong about that. In the first place, I’m a commoner, a merchant class person who has never been admitted to a noble school like Sarun Afia Academy in the past. If Dobberwin was a mob, then I was no more than a mob. If Dobberwin is a mob, then I’m less than a mob. Originally, Glen Alford didn’t even exist in the school in the game.

“Therefore, I, Dobberwin, have challenged you to a duel in order to right that wrong and protect the order of the world and the school!”

He’s drunk with himself, nagged up and raging at every turn. He looks as if his pointed nose is a sign of nobility, and he devotes all his energy to looking down on me. It’s ridiculous to deal with this stupid aristocrat, but I can’t stand to be told what to do, so I say something back.

“I’m sorry to say this, but I was recommended by the guild and admitted to this school based on proper procedures. If you call it a mistake, I’m afraid this is a condemnation of the royal family?”

Sarun Afia Academy is a school attached to the royal family. If you say that the school’s procedures are wrong, then you are really criticizing the royal family. When I pointed this out, Dobberwin’s red face became even redder and heated up.

“Shut up, shut up, shut up! A commoner dares to mention the name of the royal family. I’m a Dobberwin, and I’m going to defeat this insolent lowborn myself! Accept the duel unconditionally!”

No medicine for idiots who get drunk on esoteric expressions. There is no help at all.

“Alright, If [Household of Count Dobberwin] wants to fight so badly, I’ll take it.”

“What? What does that have to do with [Count Dobberwin Household]? How dare a lowborn like you be so rude!!!”

“No, no, no. Sir Dobberwin told me to bet the name of the Earl of Dobberwyn. If that’s the case, I, Glenn Alford, respectfully accept this duel.”


“I hope you don’t mind if I leave it to the school authorities to decide on the date and other details, Sir Dobberwin. You have no objection to that, do you?”

“I have no objection!”

Dobberwin, feeling uncomfortable, turned his back to me and started walking away.

“I’ll contact the authorities myself.”

I threw that at the Dobberwin as he walked away, and told him to remember me! And walked away with the usual throwaway line.

(Good grief, really, the stupid aristocracy.)

As I was fuming at the stupid aristocrat who arrogantly walked away, the stares from the people around me hurt. Unpleasant glances pierced my entire body. It was obvious that they were all directed at me. Cold gazes composed of shame and contempt. If it were my world, it would be sympathetic, but since this world is a game world, let’s call it the Eleonora world. That’s not how it works in this world.

This Eleonora world is a strictly aristocratic society with royalty at the top. The consciousness of this world is fundamentally different from my own. It’s a world of absolute caste, where even black people can become white. The very act of mixing horns with a noble class is evil and an object of scorn.

(Dueling is troublesome, but so is this gaze.)

I clicked my tongue. These guys. If I don’t shut up these people who are staring at me, I’ll never be safe at the school. Oh, no, no, no. I just want to go back to my world, but why is this so much trouble?


The one who ran up to me, shouting, was Kurt Winds, the classmate who was the cause of this uproar. The small boy, with his slender body and short brown bob, had a neutral air about him, and he looked at me with concern.

“I’m sorry, Alford. I’m sorry I got you into this mess when it was all about me.”

“Winds, you’re not doing anything wrong. It’s just that rabid dog that’s been biting at every turn.”

The direct cause of this dueling riot was Dobberwin’s involvement with Winds. Of course, Winds did not do anything.

It’s just that Dobberwin has been trying to make things difficult for Winds. It’s a story anyone can understand.

In the past, Dobberwin had used his aristocratic status to pick on a number of commoner students. In particular, Winds has been a target of Dobberwin’s because of his baby face. Today, Winds was being bullied again, but when I stepped in between the dormitory’s next room, Dobberwin went crazy and this situation arose.

“But because of me….what did he do to you?”

Dobberwin, who was fuming at the arbitration, pulled me away so he can talk to me alone, so Winds has no idea what was discussed.

“He challenged me to a duel.”

“Ah, Alford-kun!”

When I briefly mentioned the result, Winds shouted my name and drowned.

“I can’t sacrifice you any more for me, Alford.”.

“No. The other party is a nobleman, albeit a corrupt one. If he asks for a duel, I have to accept. It’s not your fault at all.”


“Even if I hold back this time, it will only make another commoner a target. It was bound to happen sooner or later.”

Don’t worry, I’ll do something about it, I said, tapping Winds on the shoulder.

“I need to talk to the school about the circumstances leading up to the duel. I’d like you to explain it with me.”

“If there’s anything I can do, it’s…”

I took a listless Winds with me to the teacher’s office. Of course, I had to report on the duel with Dobberwin. As it turned out, we had to skip our third period class at noon to report to the instructor. The instructor who interviewed us didn’t even bother to hide his annoyed expression, and simply wrote the report without hesitation. For these guys, that’s about all they know.

This school is a noble school after all. No matter how unreasonable the aristocrats are, when they are forced, reason recedes. There are no proper instructors who are willing to correct the absurdity of the aristocrats’ children. Dobberwin’s ridiculous request would only be accepted as legitimate.

“Very silly.”

I muttered to myself, thinking it was ridiculous, and the instructor who was listening to me twitched.

“You might need to watch your language, kid.”

“I’m just telling you the truth. I’ll leave the rest to the school to deal with, please.”

“Alright…… , don’t whine about it later.”

There was no point in staying in this stagnant atmosphere any longer. I looked at Winds, who was anxiously watching my interaction with the instructor, and we both bowed and left the staff room.

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