When I Was Reincarnated, All the Heroines Were Stolen by the Fake Hero ~ The Guy Who Dominated With Original Story Knowledge, and Me Who Dominated With Talent. It Seems the World After the Ending Is My One-Man Stage ~ - Episode 2

Episode 2

“Ah, it’s fine. Come in.”

When I said that, the door slowly opened. And Nergo peeked his face in.

His expression wasn’t the confident one he had shown during the parade earlier in the day — it looked rather thoughtful.

What on earth could he want?

Nergo had taken off the luxurious armor he wore during the day and was now dressed simply in a shirt and pants.

However, as always, the Holy Sword Luxcalibur still hung at his waist.

That shining sword had already become like a part of his body.

On his face, signs of fatigue were clearly visible — not surprising. It was a given considering the long journey, today’s triumphant parade, and the audience ceremony all happening back-to-back.

“Yo.”

Nergo gave a short greeting and plopped down on my bed.

With a deep sigh, he muttered like he was complaining:

“Man, everyone’s really a handful…”

Though he sounded tired, there was also a tone that suggested he didn’t really mind it all that much.

When Nergo says something is “a handful” like this, it’s usually the lead-in to one of his bragging sessions.

“So, who came on to you today?”

When I asked that, Nergo lifted his face as if he had been waiting for the question.

“All of them. Ulrika, Raiza, Sonia, Svea — even Princess Osa. I keep telling them I can’t just choose one, over and over again.”

With that, Nergo launched into a detailed account of the day’s events, as if he had been just waiting for the chance.

“First, Ulrika. She ambushed me when I was about to return to my room after the audience. 

She was all flustered and red-faced. She was saying stuff like, ‘I-It’s not like I care about y-you or anything! Don’t get the wrong idea, okay?!’ while acting all prickly.

So I just replied plainly, ‘Yeah, got it.’ And then she started fidgeting and looking down like, ‘B-But… um… being near you… might not be so bad…’

Jeez, she really can’t be honest.”

Hmm, that’s just like Ulrika. Her tsundere act is practically an art form.

“Raiza was way more straightforward.

She said, ‘Nergo-sama, thank you so much for defeating the Demon King. I would be honored to continue serving at your side and healing your wounds… please, choose me as your lifelong partner…’

She said it with such a serious face that I ended up blushing.

Though, her cheeks were definitely red too.”

Raiza’s sincerity is almost refreshing at that level.

If it’s her, she’d surely support Nergo well.

“Sonia was, well, what do I even say? She was like a storm.

She suddenly jumped on me like, ‘Hey hey, Nergo! Now that the Demon King’s gone, let’s always be together, okay? There’s still space next to the Hero, right? Am I not good enough?’

She hugged me out of nowhere. Even I was a little overwhelmed by her brightness and boldness.”

Sonia’s easygoing nature might be her strongest weapon.

There’s always liveliness around her.

“Svea was quiet as usual.

Somehow, without me noticing, she was already in my room while I was alone.

She gently tugged on the hem of my shirt and said, ‘…It feels calm next to you, Nergo. I want to stay… forever,’ in a soft whisper.

When someone as cool as her says something like that, it really hits you deep.”

Svea’s few but heartfelt words of affection definitely carry a lot of weight.

“And then, the finisher — Princess Osa.

She actually came to my room with her maid and said, ‘Nergo-sama… I am deeply grateful for all you have done. And… if, if it’s alright with you… would you consider… accepting me… as one of your wives?’

She asked with her face bright red, looking up at me.

A princess of a nation, you know? How could I refuse that, normally?”

Nergo happily and thoroughly finished recounting the approaches of each girl.

His expression was full of smugness. It was as if all the fatigue from earlier had vanished.

Having heard it all, I shrugged and said:

“Being popular sounds tough. If I had to choose one out of all those beautiful girls, I think I’d just run away from the pressure.”

I might’ve sounded a bit theatrical, even to myself.

Nergo then grinned and responded:

“Well, I’m not giving up any of them.”

“Oh? Then what are you planning to do?”

When I asked, Nergo declared confidently, as if it were obvious:

“Simple. I’ll marry all of them. I’m the Hero — having that kind of privilege should be a given, right?”

There wasn’t even a hint of hesitation in his voice.

It’s a greedy way of thinking. But then again, from the perspective of preserving the bloodline of the Hero who saved the world, it might actually be logical.

Especially with such unique women — their children might bring great things to this world.

“…If that’s coming from the Hero who saved the world, I doubt anyone could argue.”

That was all I could say.

A moment of silence passed in the room.

Nergo gazed absentmindedly at the bustle outside the window.

Eventually, he muttered quietly:

“The Hero who saved the world… huh…”

As he said that, he slowly stood up from the bed. He then looked at me with a fearless smile.

At that moment, I sharply sensed that something about the air around Nergo had changed.

It was different from the playful braggart from earlier — something darker, more twisted was peeking through.

While a bit startled inside, I kept a neutral expression and asked:

“What’s wrong? Something weird?”

Nergo then covered his face with a hand. And he started to laugh in a muffled voice.

“Ku-ku-ku…”

The laughter gradually grew louder and changed into a high-pitched cackle.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

With that distorted laugh, Nergo slowly lowered his hand and stared at me with a gaze full of cruel amusement.

His face wore the look of someone completely satisfied with themselves — a smug grin.

“Too bad for you, Yutaka… no, Siriusssss!!”

Suddenly, Nergo shouted loudly.

His voice was overflowing with unrestrained ridicule.

His tone was no longer the casual speech from before — it had turned completely malicious.

“…?”

A question mark appeared in my mind.

This sudden shift in Nergo was unnatural.

Did he get cursed or something during the Demon King battle?

Or maybe he was possessed by some monster that affects the mind?

Unconsciously, I reached toward my longsword leaning against the wall and waited for Nergo’s next words.

Then, with an even deeper, twisted smile, Nergo continued.

His tone was now like a completely different person.

“You were originally supposed to be the Hero who defeated the Demon King and saved this world — a man named Sirius!”

“What are you talking about?”

When I asked, Nergo chuckled. His shoulders were shaking in amusement.

“Ahh, right, I guess I gotta start from there. Lucky for you, I’m such a kind guy, I’ll explain it.”

After taking a breath, he spoke as if revealing the secrets of the world — but with a light, mocking tone.

“This world is actually Bl00d Moon Night Fantasia — that super-famous god-tier game famously known as ‘Bramna’!”

“Bramna…?”

It was a word I had never heard.

I gave him a puzzled look, and Nergo let out a “kukuku” laugh.

“Figures you wouldn’t know. Man, not knowing such a popular title — what kind of pathetic youth did you have? You didn’t have any friends, huh?”

Now that he mentioned it, in my previous life I was all about work.

I wasn’t into games.

The last time I played one might’ve been in middle school.

As an adult, I had a lot of overseas assignments and spent my private time just resting. So I had no opportunity to touch games at all.

Oblivious to my thoughts, Nergo continued bragging with a triumphant tone.

“For a clueless, pitiful fool like you, I’ll explain it real simple. Listen up — this world is exactly the world of that hit game. And the one who was supposed to be chosen as the protagonist, the Hero, was you, Sirius!”

Nergo paused dramatically.

“But!! I used my knowledge of the original game and stole the Holy Sword Luxcalibur, which you were supposed to pull! I stole the role of Hero from you!”

Nergo sounded like a kid proudly talking about a prank, or someone showing off a groundbreaking discovery.

A game world, huh?

Well, strange things do happen.

Reincarnation itself is bizarre. So maybe it’s not all that shocking that the world is from a game.

I accepted the absurd confession with a sense of detachment.

Apparently not pleased with my calm reaction, Nergo stepped closer. His voice was low and his eyes were glowing with a warped light.

“And I didn’t just steal the Hero role… The heroines — yeah, all the cute girls who, following the original game scenario, were supposed to fall in love with you… Ulrika, Raiza, Sonia, Svea, and even Princess Osa — I stole every one of them from you!!“

Nergo’s voice echoed in the room like a declaration of victory.

But to me, Yutaka — or rather, Sirius — the idea of being “robbed” didn’t quite land.

Sure, the female party members were precious comrades.

They were like family, having shared deadly battles and hardships with us — more like dear younger sisters.

Of course, it’s not that I’m saying they aren’t attractive as women.

Each of them is unique and beautiful.

But to me, who has never played this game called “Bramna” that Nergo mentioned, it doesn’t really click when he says they were “originally supposed to fall in love with me.”

In reality, they have feelings for Nergo.

And more than anything, in the end, the one who pulled out the holy sword, became the hero, was liked by them, and defeated the Demon King—was none other than Nergo himself. It was all done through his own actions and efforts.

Even if he had that so-called original knowledge, it was still him who put it into action and made it succeed.

That’s why what I feel is not jealousy or anger, but simple admiration.

How am I even supposed to respond to that…?

On the other hand, Nergo seemed to think I was speechless from frustration.

Looking satisfied, he snorted and shook his shoulders with a “kukuku.”

“Kukuku. So frustrated you can’t even speak, huh? Serves you right.”

Then, turning on his heel and heading for the door, he threw out one last parting shot.

“Well, I’ve already defeated the Demon King. So I probably won’t ever see a background character like you again. Go marry some country bumpkin and live a humble life out in the sticks, just watching my glory with your fingers in your mouth! Ahahahahahaha!”

Leaving behind his loud laugh, Nergo exited the room.

*Bam!* The door closed a little forcefully. And the sound echoed more loudly than expected.

Left alone, I once again looked out the window at the night view of the royal capital. I was now at peace.

The sounds of the festival still seemed to be going on.

“Good grief. What a troublesome friend I’ve got.”

I let out a small sigh.

Even if what he said was true, even if I was originally supposed to be the hero—so what?

I have no complaints about how things turned out now…