I have been reincarnated. I realized this at the entrance ceremony of the academy attendeed by all the sons and daughters of nobility. The moment I saw the handsome man on the dais, blessed by the Spirits of Light, bearing a stellar, halo-casting beauty — in other words, our country’s dear Crown Prince —  I remembered everything.  My previous life.  And this was the introduction to him, the main capture target and hero from that something-or-other girly game. “…… !!” Obviously it couldn’t be helped that, in an instant, I was fixated on my own pink hair.  I mean, if we’re talking about that game, then the only person with pink hair is… “He… ro… ine…!?” Me? “NoNopeNeverNu-uhHellfreakingNOOOOOOO~~~” I was supposed to be telling myself that quietly.  Even so, a voice chimed in to warn me about my conduct.  Silence! he said.  Even though there’s no time to be worrying about that. “You mean I’m supposed to pick Crown Prince or his foster brother or the Duke’s heir or the candidate for successor to the Commander of the Knights or candidate for the next head of the Imperial Magicians?” Again, that voice of warning. But this is no time to think about that. “And I have to tear the— tear them apart from their fiancees even…” “Incoming student over there, come to order!” Somehow it seemed like the warning was getting louder, but that had nothing to do with me.  If I could be orderly about this I totally would. “Incoming student— Magic Department First Chair Nanami Irie!(1)  Silence, I say!” I felt like I heard someone call my name, but it went in one ear and out the other. ……  Can I just come right out and say it? I have absolutely zero interest in being waited on by a bunch of high-spec men.  I also have zero interest and take no joy in making enemies out of a bunch of high-spec women.  I just want to live normally.  I really just want to pass every day in peace.  For someone like me with life goals like that, a situation like this is excruciating. Besides, if we’re talking heroines, wouldn’t it be a girl who’s like a ball of aspirations, or a girl who’s built off a strong sense of justice or something?  It’s impossible for someone like me who can’t even scratch the surface of such prerequisites.  Absolutely impossible. Aaaah, god, seriously, I should just make a break for it. “Ah, I’m gonna to withdraw—” Afterward, I devised a way to  Read the full article