A supportive brother gets to live a new life as one of the main characters in a Boy Love Game as “Gilbert Bedivere,” the son of a duke, who was his family’s pride.

His goal for this life is that he will have a slow living lifestyle, staying far away from problems.

But who would have known that getting too close to the main characters, who are his friends and his younger brother, will lead him away from the goal he has set!

Who are those main characters surrounding him…?

Hareve Lancelot… a white haired boy with rainbow eyes who makes all the girls go crazy, as expected of the owner of the famous SM route and the user of the light magic. Even though he looks cold on the outside, who would have known he is super hot-tempered!

Nigel Gawain… an adorable-looking boy with silver eyes, an owner of the 3P route, but who would have known that he is just a fluffy boy!

Cass Bedivere… the protagonist of the game, with his golden eyes and hair, he appears in the immoral love route. Even though he is born with dark magic, who would have known that he has also interesting relationships with other characters.

Not to mention many other characters that Gilbert has never met,

He now feels the problems lining up for him!

Dear New Life, Please Tone Down My Presence for a Bit!!

In this world, except for Viviane C. Ceriel and Arthur, everyone is an AI system with data entirely based on the legend of King Arthur.


So are Guinevere, Morgan le Fay, or even Sir Gawain and Sir Lancelot.


Every trait was set and defined by the external world to be comparable to the legend of King Arthur. So, the outcome did not depart significantly from the legend regarding Lancelot's feelings for Guinevere.


The starting point of Lancelot, the traitor, in this world, began when Lancelot discovered that Guinevere was the holy sword. Lancelot had remarkable talents in all areas, including swordplay, for which he was renowned. The magnificent sword piqued the interest of the greatest swordsman.


No one will ever be allowed to hurt you. Part I