《Doomed to be a Cannon Fodder》01
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I found myself transmigrated into the body of a canon fodder from a novel I have just read.
Truck-sama was too cruel.
At the juncture of the best part of my life, I was sent flying by Truck-sama's aggressive move.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying beside a still body, panic flooding into my eyes.
Soon, memories came flooding in, unbidden, and my fear and anxiety grew as realisation sets in.
I couldn't help clutching my hands to my mouth, in fear and shock, trembling at the revelation of who I am now.
Of all the times to transmigrate into, I transmigrated into the time when the heroine was drugged by her evil stepsister, ready to be ravished by a perverted man.
The tragedy is....
That cannon fodder perverted man....
Is me.
***
Okay.
Calm down.
Just calm down.
She has clothes.
You have clothes.
Sure.
Those clothes are slightly negligible due to how see-through they were.
But they are clothes nonetheless!!
Phew.
Breathe.
Calm down.
No one is awake
...
"Miss, are you inside?
...
"I'm tired. Don't disturb me."
...
"Miss... You sound really sick. Are you okay?"
...
...
"No. I'm not okay. Please leave me alone."
...
"Miss. Now your voice sounds too high-pitched. Did you catch a cold? Miss, this servant is comi--."
"Miss! This servant will go and grab a doctor to see you!"
...
I need to get out of here.
***
Okay, I've found some clothes.
I've kind of placed the clothes on her.
It looks neat enough.
I'm sorry Heroine-sama.
I don't even dare to look at you.
I'll just leave and we will never meet each other again, okay?
(rummage rummage rummage)
Fine.
It makes sense that a female's room does not have any male clothing.
It...
Also makes sense that I'm running out of time.
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An incense is still suspiciously burning and FL-sama is starting to groan.
I'm also suspiciously burning up.
Soon, ML-sama will appear and replace FL with the villainess.
FL's concubine mother will appear and catch us both together.
But I'm...
I'm not accepting of this!!
My first night here shouldn't also be my first time in bed!
I, this wizard, cultivated over years of singlehood and virginity and computer and video games, did not transmigrate to lose myself in a heated night with a woman.
No.
That sounds tempting.
But no!
I have my pride!
Goodbye Heroine-sama.
Let me borrow these clothes for tonight.
I'll repay you another time.
But this young master is going to run now.
Please be safe.
Sayonara!
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(the guards at the He mansion)
"Did you see that maid?"
"My God. The most bulky and ugly maid I have ever seen in my life."
"You're just saying that because you had a good time with Xiao An last night."
(snickers and guffaws)
"But my god. That was really one ugly maid."
(nods)
(both resume their duty.)
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