One spring day when I was seven years old, I remembered a memory that seemed to be from my previous life, the moment I put a spoonful of breakfast omelet in my mouth.

 

To my surprise, there was a chopped green pepper in it.

 

I am not a big fan of green peppers.

 

People who are good at green peppers, or who don't think anything of them, may not understand, but for those who are not good at them, this was a terror. The bitterness that spread in my mouth sent chills through my spine and I fell back in my chair.

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The chef said, "What? I didn't know there was any green pepper in it!" But let me tell you something. Let's face it, that's only possible in the world of fiction.

 

It doesn't matter how small you chop it, mix it with something, or season it, you will know. Because I'm not good at it.

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As I was collapsing, a thought popped into my mind. I was thinking about the "Otome Game" in which a girl with the same name as me appeared.

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In the world where I have lived for the past seven years, there is no such thing as an "Otome Game".

 

There is no electricity, no gas. There are no TV sets, no video games, and the main means of transportation is a horse-drawn carriage.

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Despite this, the idea of the "Otome Game" and a world where things like electricity and gas existed was surprisingly easy to accept in my mind.

 

Strangely enough, I accepted without much surprise or shock that I had been reincarnated as a character from an "Otome Game" that I had played in a previous life.

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I don't know why, but I thought, "It's a common occurrence."

 

This is the world of the otome game "Royal Lovers". Incidentally, the genre of the game is "Noble and fabulous love whispering fantasy romance".

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Just as the OP movie started playing in my head, the chair I was riding reached the ground and I hit my back hard.

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