ThezytheReborn

Look, I didn’t ask to be reincarnated.

And I definitely didn’t ask to be the early-game villain in some dumb otome game.

But here I am—Leon Aster, the guy who’s supposed to get his a** kicked by the heroine before the story even really starts.

Yeah, no. F*ck that.

I bailed before the plot could kill me, planning to live a quiet, stress-free life. But now?

✔ A god is watching me for entertainment.
✔ A talking sword won’t shut up.
✔ The strongest villainess in the game is on a one-way trip to going insane.
✔ And my system keeps throwing me into life-or-death quests I never signed up for.

I just wanted to relax.

Instead, I’m over here saving the world, one bad decision at a time.

Because if I have to suffer through this stupid otome game—

I might as well make it fun.

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This novel is full of profanity so if you don't like cursing then ignore this one.

Screw you Otome Game!I'm outta here!

Step One: Grab the Loot, Ignore the Witness

I stood over the mutated ogre's corpse, blood still dripping from my mouth. My muscles still burned from the fight, but the power rushing through me made it all worth it.

The system was still showing my gains:

✔ +8 Strength (Mutated Ogre Absorbed).

✔ New Ability: Bone Armor (Passive).

I could feel it. My bones were tougher, my muscles denser, and my body felt like it could tank a hit from a f*cking carriage.

But before I could properly enjoy my victory—

The Witness – Who the F*ck is This?

I turned my head slightly, pretending not to care.

A man stood at the entrance of the room. An adventurer.

Tall, armored, clearly a veteran. Not just some random scrub.

His eyes were sharp, trained on me, and he looked genuinely confused.

"That thing was supposed to be impossible to solo."

He narrowed his eyes. "Yet you not only beat it—you beat it fast."

I bent down and started looting the ogre's corpse like he wasn't even there.

Step Two: Act Like Nothing Happened

The guy watched as I tore off the ogre's tusks, dug into its corpse for the mana core, and ripped a piece of its bone armor.

All while he just stood there, staring at me.

I could feel the disbelief radiating off him.

"…That's a lot of strength for someone who was struggling earlier."

I tossed an ogre fang into my bag. "Yup."

"You realize this just makes you more suspicious, right?"

I grabbed the last of the loot, dusted myself off, and turned toward the exit.

The Chase – Because Of Course This Would Happen

"STOP!" he shouted. "I JUST HAVE QUESTIONS!"

"Yeah, and I don't have answers. Bye!"

I dashed through the dungeon halls, my new speed letting me outrun him easily.

✔ Turns out ogre blood made me even faster.

✔ Turns out I did NOT want to explain sh*t to some random guy.

I took a hard left, jumping over a broken pillar.

The adventurer kept chasing, but he was too slow.

By the time I reached the dungeon exit, he was nowhere in sight.

Step Four: Change Back and Act Natural

The moment I was outside, I ducked into a side alley.

My body shifted, my features returning to my fake noble identity.

A second later, I casually walked out of the alley, blending into the city like nothing happened.

A group of adventurers passed by me, talking about their dungeon runs.

I yawned and stretched like some rich brat with nothing to do.

Final Thought – F*cking Nailed It

✔ I avoided unnecessary bullsh*t.

If he ever saw me again, he'd have no f*cking clue it was me.

I smirked to myself. "I'm getting too good at this."

Now all I had to do was figure out my next move.

Chapter 15 – Loot First, Questions Never