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My Friend and I Reincarnated Into a Tragedy Dating Game

So I've been playing this shitty dating game along with my friend. Why is it shitty? Well, none of the damn endings are happy! You're destined to get a sad ending no matter what choices you make. But for some reason, we couldn't stop ourselves from talking about it or searching for some other ending. Ah... but I guess it doesn't matter since both of us died saving some random people we never met. ...Wait, why did I reincarnate into the villain of the shitty dating game? And my friend reincarnated as the hero? Is this... a good thing? Fuck, Nathan why are you beating yourself up? We need to make a real plan here!

Disgrace · Fantasy
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An Issue

After being called to head over to dinner, I immediately noticed a fairly big problem. Having a hand with a giant open bleeding wound was bound to give rise to questions. I should've seen this sooner, but I hadn't really thought about it at the moment.

Although the questions themselves weren't the biggest deal, attracting too much attention would be bad for now. In reality, the wound was actually fairly shallow, it just looked pretty bad.

If I had to say, this wound would probably heal within a week or so.

I looked around the room, sifting through the various things inside. Eventually, I was able to find a pair of gloves.

"Hm. This will be convenient."

After getting a random cloth to wrap around my left hand, I put on both gloves and headed down. There weren't that many chefs, and the amount of food served was smaller than normal.