I Became the Son of a Corrupt Lord, so I’ll Enjoy an Easy Life in Another World ~but Please Stop Revering Me as a “Saint”!~

Stage 2-30. Curse

From that moment, my memories were gone.

When I awoke, strange machines were embedded in my chest and stomach.

Thus began my life as a “vessel” for transferring souls under Sensei’s direction.

The first order was to change my pronoun to “I.” To avoid being beaten, I obeyed.

Next, they filled my body with machines to keep it eternally young. To avoid being beaten, I obeyed.

Days of undergoing experiments as a candidate for a “vessel” followed.

Sensei often called me trash or a failure but never disposed of me like the others.

I think it’s because I was the most obedient.

I didn’t cry, didn’t scream, didn’t resist.

The pain was terrifying, so I discarded all my emotions.

Sensei was hailed as a hero who saved the Kingdom of Lambdave from a demon attack.

The king shaking hands with him in photos was a stranger.

The first time I brewed tea, Sensei called it “so-so.”

I studied hard to make better tea.

But I was never praised again.

Being told my expressionless face was creepy, I learned always to wear the same smile.

When called creepy, I was beaten.

But I wasn’t disposed of.

Abandoning what made me Reina was my means of survival.

My existence’s purpose shifted entirely for Sensei.

I ate for Sensei. I studied for Sensei. I played the role of a disciple for Sensei.

For Sensei, for Sensei, for Sensei……

Until Sensei found another “vessel” to replace me.