I was Reincarnated as an Incompetent Leader with Zero Popularity who met his downfall early on. Instead of banishing the hidden cheat Protagonist, I decided to embrace him, and somehow, I ended up being treated like a Hero instead. - Chapter 13

“Isn’t Alva Greyblood’s treatment of his companion, Chrono Nightray, overly harsh? Doesn’t this cross the line into abuse…?”

“Fuhahaha, you see, Elena. Chrono Nightray is a beautiful slave girl. A thousand years ago, in male-oriented popular fiction, it was trendy for protagonists to surround themselves with beautiful female slaves!”

“…Do you honestly believe he holds such barbaric ideas? He’s brave enough to save people from random attackers, after all.”

“Ah, but morality and desire are two different things! Morality is morality, and desire is desire. He’s what you’d call a socially awkward otaku!”

“But isn’t this girl far too powerful to serve as a slave for venting frustration?”

“Hmm, that’s probably a result of the desire to subjugate a strong woman!”

“Yet Alva ultimately falls into ruin and meets a tragic, early death. Is he truly meant to be the protagonist?”

“His humiliating death sets the stage for his descent into darkness! Alva will sell his soul to a demon god, become a Demon King, and rule over humanity!”

“A hero becoming a Demon King…?”

“Exactly! Then he’ll face Chrono, who has become a hero, and drag her back down as his slave. The proud female hero, thinking she has grown strong and independent, will be defeated by the tyrant and forced into servitude—her pride completely shattered! Ah… isn’t that just irresistible?!”

“…Are we really supposed to watch over a world where such a horrifying Demon King runs rampant?”

“Of course! Doesn’t it sound exciting?!”

Apparently, this was the conversation that took place before the creation of the world I now live in.

The twisted individual, who seems like the very embodiment of a problematic otaku, is none other than Elena’s superior—and, shockingly, the Supreme God who governs this world.

If that so-called god were standing before me right now, I’d probably yell, “Stop turning people into Demon Kings for your own amusement, you evil god!”

I feel I have every right to be upset. Even though the novel I wrote disappeared, and this world isn’t a perfect recreation, the level of fabrication is outrageous.

“Alva becoming a Demon King? Chrono being defeated and enslaved? This is all just his personal fetish and delusion!”

I’m not the one who’s “twisted” here. It’s this so-called Supreme God who’s completely twisted.

Ah, now I understand why Elena’s gaze was so sharp when we first met.

She must have thought I had a hobby of enslaving beautiful girls. Honestly, I feel like filing a defamation lawsuit.

“In the end, as his subordinate, I couldn’t convince him… I failed to change his mind.”

Looking genuinely apologetic, Elena says this as she summons a massive stack of books in front of me.

The covers feature beautiful girls in chains and collars, as if those were their everyday outfits. The overly descriptive titles leave no mystery about the content inside.

To be honest, I’m a little curious. But reading something like this in front of a woman—or anyone, really—feels impossible.

Wait a minute. These aren’t just light novels. There are adult game packages mixed in as well!

“He told me that if I wanted to refute his claims, I’d have to read all these reference materials and submit a written report… I just couldn’t take it anymore! My spirit broke!”

“At this point, you should sue him—no, sue that god—for power harassment and sexual harassment! I’ll even help you!”

The Goddess of Knowledge’s sobs and my exasperated outburst echoed through the empty temple, where only the two of us were present.