The Heroines I Corrupted Regressed With Me

In the end, I decided to go to the academy after all.

The regression point turned out to be at the beginning of the semester, so I haven’t interacted with any of the Heroines at all yet.

I decided to bet it all in on hope.

Couldn’t I just pretend that I didn’t have any memories of the previous timeline? Let’s say the Heroines confronted me about it:

"You fucking jerk! Explain why we’re having dreams that feel so real!"

And I’ll just respond by saying:

"Huh?? Did you guys like me so much that you’d have such lewd dreams?"

...No, fuck, what are you thinking Gilmon Salazar. You’d be dead in a few milliseconds after saying that shit.

Anyway, judging from what Aisha and Eurelia said, they had merely dreamt about it.

Even if that wasn’t the case, I’m still curious about the existence of a girl named Phonia Hazelnut.

Even if the Heroines antagonize me, there’s still hope that the girl named Phonia Hazelnut is on my side.

Who would start a conversation with:

"Are you... a Messiah?"

Maybe she’s a hidden Heroine?

"...Not in the same class, huh."

I scoured my mind thoroughly before going to sleep last night, trying to find out about this existence named Phonia Hazelnut.

No matter how quiet someone is, it’s absurd that I wouldn’t even recognize her name after attending the same academy and being in the same year for one year in the previous timeline.

She must be in another class, like Loria and Isabelle.

I opened the classroom door.

Creak.

Because of the creaking sound, the students’ gazes briefly turned to me before returning to what they were doing before.

They were huddled together, looking at something, buzzing, and whispering, which was suspicious.

Were they originally this close at the beginning of the semester?

"Hey."

Then I was startled when I heard a voice from behind me that sounded very familiar.

"...What are you so surprised about?"

How could I not be surprised??

A girl with a tanned skin and a purple Pixie cut.

She put her hands on her hips and spoke nonchalantly.

"Could you get out of the way?"

"Eur..."

It was Eurelia Balrog.

The Heroine who, along with the princess, sent me a death message.

Fucking hell, I almost called her name.

Calling her name here would be proof that I remembered the previous timeline.

There was no anger, contempt, or disgust mixed in her gaze directed at me.

"Hey, are you listening? You’re blocking the way, I told you already to move."

"Ah, yeah. Sorry!"

I stepped aside in an almost servile manner.

"About yesterday..."

She said as she was about to pass me.

"Huh?"

"Yesterday at dawn... I had a very bad dream, so bad in fact I wanted to destroy my room. So I was going to send a message to my friend, but I sent it to you by mistake, Gilmon Salazar... right?"

...That’s one hell of an outright lie.

If you’re going to lie, at least put some effort into it!

As it’s still the beginning of the semester, I am just an ordinary extra who has no mana and special abilities.

There’s no way Eurelia Balrog, the eldest daughter of a prestigious swordsman family and already known as the Unquenchable Sword Blaze, would have my number.

It seems like my phone information regressed with me, considering that a system that can bend fate is installed there.

It makes even less sense to send a fucking "You deserve to die!" message to a friend because of a nightmare.

Even in the previous timeline, Eurelia wasn’t the type to overthink things. But even so, her excuse is just too half-assed.

But I can’t exactly say: "Hehe, you know me. I’m disappointed that you forgot we always had raunchy sex three to four times in your precious family’s training hall."

That would be the same as courting death!

"You don’t look very well... am I perhaps bothering you too much?"

Eurelia said with a blunt face.

Yeah, you are!

She doesn’t even look sorry at all.

It’s like she’s saying: "What? Got something to say? Spit it out already!"

If I retort, she will definitely start a fight with me.

She might even suggest a duel.

Come to think of it, this girl always had a cold side.

As she comes from a prestigious family, she has a strong sense of hierarchy and didn’t open up easily until you got close to her.

I was so used to her being corrupted, moaning my name, and having dirty talks in bed in the previous timeline that I had forgotten her original self.

Eurelia Balrog was originally this kind of woman.

High and mighty.

I scratched my head and lowered my gaze.

"O-of course not... I’ll be going now," I said with a deliberate stutter.

I could feel her gaze lingering and following me as I went to my seat, and I desperately ignored it.

In my previous life, I could drastically increase my physical abilities with the system app and become as strong as the heroines, but now I’m just the lowest of the low extra.

If Eurelia sets her mind to it, I’ll become ashes that will unite with the air.

She was born into a family full of swordsmen, so she must be very strong and have more stamina than the average man.

If I hadn’t buffed my stats, it wouldn’t be strange if I died of exhaustion when having intercourse with her in her family’s training hall.

That kind of sex is only possible with Eurelia Balrog.

She’s a woman who can kill a man with sex.

BANG!

Then, someone just suddenly, out of fucking nowhere, hit my desk.

Although, she hit it as they passed by, she hit it so hard that it was obviously intentional, and the desk fell over with a loud noise that drew everyone’s attention in the classroom.

"Ah, sorry."

A sharp-eyed girl with green army hair tied in a ponytail was looking at me with her arms crossed.

Of course, there was no single hint of apology in her eyes.

She was also a heroine.

Miyabi Feyna...

Fuck you mean by "sorry" You just broke my desk!!

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