When the protagonist of the otome game is unintentional strategy [system]

Kolusta rolled her eyes, and the aura she had built with her clothes just now was disillusioned. She picked up her hands, tapped her toes twice on the floor, and warned in a tone of voice, "What kind of girlfriend is not a girlfriend..."

She paused, looked at her complex face in the mirror, and said hesitantly: "I haven't decided whether to be with her or not, stop talking nonsense."

The collapsed ruins, rivers of blood, and crying townspeople in the original game often disturbed Kolusta's dreams at midnight.Seaside Town is her hometown. Every inch of land and every drop of sea water has witnessed her growth. Her father and her built sand castles on the beach, the neighbor next door gave a big delicious fish as a gift, and the small tree outside the house Pink flowers bloom every spring... For Kolusta, these memories are far more important than unwarranted love affairs.

The idea of ​​"protecting my seaside" has become something Kolusta vowed to do since the system settled in her mind.Therefore, just like the reason why she has no intention of attacking the male lead, even though she has a lot of affection for Gloria, Kolusta is still hesitating whether she can let go of this obsession and kiss the hero piously... …the daughter of a duke who destroyed her hometown time and time again from places she didn't know.

Seemingly aware of her depressed mood, the system fell silent for a while, until Kolusta came back to his senses again and stretched out his hand to rub his forehead, it spoke comfortingly again: "Temporary carrier, relax , don't think too much."

It felt that such relief seemed a little pale, so it thought for a while, and added: "What if people don't take a fancy to you at all? Don't think about it so thoroughly now."

Kolusta: "..."

Thank you, I was not relieved at all.

She twitched the corners of her mouth without a smile on her face, grabbed a package that had been prepared from the table, and then walked out of the bedroom expressionlessly, as if to vent her anger, and slammed the door hard.

Musen is a very typical autistic child. While refusing to communicate with others, he is also trying to avoid the helping hand extended to him by others.

Although he was thin, pale and weak, and looked sickly, his face was first-class handsome and lovely.Therefore, even if the noble ladies see too many good-looking men and disdain this kind of wandering little beggars, there are always commoner girls who control their appearance and are not superstitious about "black hair and black eyes" and are willing to share their snacks and snacks. Come out some, to fill the stomach of Mu Sen who can't eat twice in three days.

Klusta found out through Kvitt and Pascal that Musen's class happened to be herbal medicine class this afternoon, and Professor Lysa arranged for the first-year students to plant flowers as usual, so she was stuck in time and rushed all the way to the garden with a clear goal. It just happened that Musen's class had just ended and the students hadn't had time to leave.

When she was about to approach, she stopped suddenly, turned to one side, and hid behind a big tree with thick branches.

"...Student Mu Sen, just accept it—if you continue like this, you will really get sick."

A soft female voice poured into Kolusta's ears from not far away. Her voice was as soft as a cloud on a sunny day. The girl's tone was mixed with sincere worry and a hint of shyness that was imperceptible. The girl was filled with emotions, and she was no longer angry. She sighed intoxicatedly at the system: "Ah, this is the voice of youth, it is sweet love!"

"Oh, is it?" The system, which has neither a youthful voice nor a sweet love, said coldly, "But I noticed that Mu Sen is about to reject that lady."

The system was obviously right, because in the next second, the young man's indifferent and blunt words came over, the tone was like the wind on the Gobi Desert, the person who was blown was hurting all over, but a deep chill oozes from the bones , "I remember I said many times, I don't need it, Miss Katie—if it's not important, please don't bother me in the future."

Kolusta poked his head secretly, his golden eyes rolled around, and fixed on the young girl over there. Although Mu Sen's clothes were not the tattered ones last time, they still looked old. Incomparably, the edges of the clothes are full of messy threads and rough cut surfaces, and the desolate appearance looks like it has been severely spoiled by a poor tailor.

Opposite him, a girl in a sarong was hugging the snack basket tentatively stretched out into her arms with red eyes, barely said "Sorry" in a crying voice, turned around, and ran while wiping away tears. opened.

"Tsk tsk," Kolusta said in admiration, "I really don't understand the style...to have such an attitude towards girls, it's simply not as good as me."

A gust of wind blew, and just lifted the corners of Kolusta's skirt, and her light brown hair rose slightly. Just as she was hesitating whether to show her face in front of Musen now, the black-haired boy's cold voice sounded again, with Full of impatience and irritability, he turned to her and said, "Have you seen enough?"

"..."

"He's talking to you." The system reminded in a particularly puzzled way as he watched Kolusta not only not going out, but also deliberately gathered up her skirt to ensure that she would not be exposed.

But Kolusta clings to the tree trunk as a matter of course, and said with great forethought: "You are still too young, old man—this is him defrauding me."

The system was taken aback, and just as it was about to analyze the date of manufacture with Kolusta, it suddenly heard strange noises from the flowers not far away.Within a few breaths, a delicate girl in a fruit green dress appeared in front of Mu Sen with her face flushed and her hands on the blade of grass, her hands folded in embarrassment, her eyes stared at the chilly black-haired boy , looking very flustered, "Yes, I'm sorry, Mu Sen... I didn't mean it, I just wanted to ask if you want to go to the restaurant for lunch together, but I didn't expect to bump into Katie, so I—"

Kolusta glanced again. For some reason, she felt that Musen's face seemed to be darker.

There was silence all around, and only the rustling of the wind blowing through the bushes could make the atmosphere of the scene less like a funeral. After a while, Kolusta heard the boy's cold voice, and said to the girl in green quite equally: " You too, don't bother me anymore."

As a result, the onlookers successfully witnessed the tragic scene of "the girl with red eyes, wiping tears, turning around and trotting away" again.

Is this the hero of the Otome game?

Am I blind in the original plot, seeing such a cub?

Klusta rolled her eyes, if you compare Satrick the Peacock, Kvitt, the product of the Arctic Circle, and Mu who "is committed to making everyone else autistic while he is autistic" Mori put them together, if she had to choose...

Forget it, she chose E, Gloria is better.

On the other side, even the second person was chased away by Musen, but the black-haired boy didn't seem to want to leave yet. He folded his arms around his chest and stared at Kolusta coldly with eyes like a deep night. The big tree in front of him gritted his teeth and said, "Do you still want me to invite you out?"

"I'm not lying to you this time," the system said, "I felt something was wrong just now... It turns out that his wind magic talent is on par with yours."

Thinking of the breeze that blew her dress and hair just now, Kolusta was silent for a moment, feeling a little ashamed, and said awkwardly to Mu Sen: "I'm sorry...how about I go by myself?"

After thinking about it, I felt that this seemed a bit blunt, so I added: "I don't run away crying, you don't mind, do you?"

"..." Mu Sen stared at her, as if choking on dozens of rose puddings, and said after a long time, "What do you want me for?"

Hey, she is still waiting to receive the Do Not Disturb card.

Kolusta came out from behind the tree, looked at Mu Sen with some surprise, and said with emotion: "I actually got the honor to disturb you, right?"

As soon as the voice fell, the system issued a comment: "That's a shame."

But Mu Sen is obviously not as narrow-minded as the system, he just trembled with disgust, his face changed from "cold" to "cold with disgust", and the temperature in his tone seemed to have dropped from the ice sheet to the polar circle , "...If it's okay, you can go too."

Kolusta sighed, shook his head, stretched out his hand and shook the bag he was carrying at him, and said with a smile: "If it's okay, what did I come here to find you for? ——Here, here is the cure Medicines for bruises and bones, taken from the medical room... are not worth much, so you can use them at ease."

As she spoke, she took two steps forward, stuffed the cloth bag into Mu Sen's hand with undeniable force, and then quickly backed away, not giving him the slightest chance to return it. Gently provoking it, he said jokingly: "Those girls are right. You are not in good health, if you treat yourself like this, what will you do if you really fall ill in two days?"

Mu Sen squeezed the cloth full of medicines tightly with one hand, frowned, and said coldly: "That's my own business, don't bother you..."

"It's okay to let others take care of you once in a while," Kolusta interrupted him, her golden eyes glistened in the sunlight, and she said with a smile, "Times have changed, sir...a pretty face Sometimes it is much more noticeable than black hair and black eyes, so not all people close to you have evil intentions - you should learn to distinguish and accept kind help, because you have to live."

The girl stood under the shade of the tree and smiled at him. The wind stirred the leaves and made a soft noise. Mu Sen raised his head slightly and looked at the benefactor who saved him in danger. It's also much brighter.His fingertips hanging by his side buzzed, and the originally soft and gentle wind became fast and anxious. Kolusta had to reach out to hold down his flying hair. The boy said with a slightly doubtful voice: "Because I want to live?"

"Yes, live on." Kolusta nodded, hooking a strand of hair that ran across her cheeks behind her ears, revealing a small half of her fair and clean cheeks, "If I don't live on, how can I get revenge and bully you?" How can people change this world full of discrimination?"

"...I don't want to change the world." Mu Sen denied coldly.

"No, you want to."

The brown-haired girl glanced at him lazily, caressed the skirt that was fluffed up by the increasing wind in distress, and pointed out: "Because in many cases, 'you' does not just represent 'you' .”