Spin-off ─ Razel Quest (1)

My dear readers, I officially welcome you to the Re: Otome spin-off. *Epic clapping*

First of all, I warn you in advance that this spin-off is non-canon like any decent spin-off, as what happens here does not affect or harm the original story. The reason for this spin-off is nothing more than to put fanservice in.

A lot, but a lot, really a lot, totally a lot, did I say a lot? Well, an absurd and colossal amount of FANSERVICE from our beloved girls.

Don't expect to see anything revealing or serious, that's what the original work is for. Just enjoy Razel and his harem in situations that border on R18 but don't touch it, I'm sure you'll love seeing all the fanservice that Barbara will give despite the fact that her very existence is fanservice.

As a spoiler to make your day, here if you will see the pregnancies that only the end of the novel will show, so don't expect the names of the sons and daughters.

I will be making it up to chapter three as if I continue to put out more, Vol 6 of Rudel which starts this week, will be delayed, and as a juicy Rudel spoiler, the volume will be about how to develop a harem and how to run a relationship with three women without keeping them from gouging each other's eyes out or becoming toxic.

Chapter four will be out when Razel vol 7 is finished, believe me it will be worth the wait, to finish, Rudel vol 6 will be a parallel with changes for Razel vol 7, so look forward to that harem development!

PS: The cover image I was told to change it for a more eye-catching one to attract attention from other readers, although I feel a little disappointed from you because the cover is original and I should change it for a fan art of who Barbara is supposed to be (the same goes for Rudel's, so fanservice cover).

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Mission 1 ─ Hero Summoning

"Huh? Where am I?"

My name is Shishigami Naoto, an ordinary fifteen-year-old Japanese boy.

Well, if you compare me to other kids, I would certainly be an abnormal. First of all, I am labeled by my entire classroom as ugly.

Secondly, for someone with black hair and eyes I don't have any traits that make me stand out, I mean, I'm like a background character among background characters.

And third, I am secretly a fan of dark justiciers. Those who do good, but their actions are not in accordance with the law and are not approved by others.

Because of that I trained a lot, took pills and exercises to grow my body and muscles.

Even with that, I'm a freak to my peers.

Today I was in line at a convenience store to buy an ero novel about a harem of big-breasted mature women.

Is it normal for a teenager to have as much libido as I do?

Who cares. It's my life and no one should meddle in it.

As I was about to pay the 500 yen that the magazine cost, a strange glowing circle manifested itself on the floor and after a few seconds I ended up in this place.

"It was such a hit!"

"I can't believe it worked?"

"With this we will definitely win."

The place I was in was one you'd expect to see in a fantasy game like any other.

A large room like an auditorium, the lights were on torches and even with that light the place dark.

A group of strange people dressed in robes and canes were watching me.

Below my feet was the same bright circle, only now that light was gone.

I had a lot of things to say, but one of those robed people approached me and when I was about to shout for help, pulled off its hood.

An old man with a beard and long hair was staring at me.

His mouth opened and he seemed to be speaking to me in a language similar to Egyptian or maybe Korean. I did not understand him at all.

Himself realized that I didn't understand what he was saying, so he pulled a bottle of pink liquid from his sleeve and handed it to me.

He gestured for me to drink it, I have a bad feeling, but I can't do anything with strange people around me.

So I drank it, it tasted like strawberries, very delicious.

After ingesting it, it seemed to take effect fast and my stomach hurt, I held on tight as I thought I was going to give birth to a brown baby but then something amazing happened.

"Can you understand what I'm saying?"

"Huh? ... Yes."

"Oh, it was a success again."

I managed to understand what the old man said, the weird thing was that he sounded Japanese.

"My name is Gregore von Exner, the chief court magician. I'm sorry for not saying anything, but please come with us."

"Huh? Wait, tell me where I am first. And, why can I understand what I'm saying?"

"That person will explain it, all I can tell you is that it's a potion to understand any language in the world, we can hear you speak our language and you can understand ours."

(That's why I was able to understand my native language.)

"Let's go quickly, that person is waiting. Help him stand up."

Two robed people came to lift me up and carry me somewhere, the funny thing is that they all seem to be old.

Wait... this just in case is it?

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We went up from a place that seems to be the basement to the top, the old men followed the helper until I could walk better.

We continued up to a huge red door, in it I saw a knight, yes, a knight in shining armor with a spear, which only in games and anime I saw.

The knight opened the door and only me and the old man named Gregore entered, the others seemed to have gone back the way they came.

The place we entered was much bigger and more colorful than the one we were in.

A huge red carpet covered almost the entire size of the door. How did the knight manage to open it with only one hand?

Does he use steroids?

I felt very nervous, more so than when my classmates wrote "ugly" or "stinky" on my desk.

The uncomfortable feeling was due to several old men in fancy suits watching me with strange whispers.

"It's him, isn't it?"

"It must be. The chief court magician is standing next to him."

"He's uglier than I expected. His eyes are weird and black too."

(Hey, what the fuck was that last one? I swear I'll kill you!)

We pulled up to where a butler was standing. I recognized him instantly because his appearance reminded me so much of one.

He was an old man, long hair tied up in a blue ribbon.

The old butler said to me.

"Do you know etiquette just in case?"

"Err... no, sorry."

"That's all right, I'll inform Her Majesty, hold on a moment."

The old butler went straight to the back of the carpet which was covered with a very beautiful red veil with golden borders.

After a while of seeming to talk to someone, the old butler came out and said.

"All of you be quiet! Bow before Her Majesty the Queen, Barbara von Rosenberg!"

"And her daughter, Her Highness the Crown Princess, Elize von Rosenberg!"

(Queen! Princess?)

The veil was removed as if it were a normal curtain and everyone present but me bowed.

The moment the veil was removed, I swallowed saliva at what my eyes saw.

On the left side, on a golden throne covered in diamonds, seated in a very refined and elegant manner was a woman in a red dress.

The woman was clearly older than thirty, her face reflected that.

But even though she was an "old" woman, her face gave the impression that she was still young and also very beautiful.

I could compare her to the women on TV shows who use Botox and their faces look like ugly dolls.

Or those who appear in magazines that I like and have expensive surgeries.

I am not a man who likes to talk about feminine care as I don't understand it, but to me, this woman is a very beautiful one.

Her blonde hair was very long and reached almost to her feet, it looked like heavenly hair because of how shiny it was, a small crown on top of her head which gave her that queenly touch.

Her eyes were beautiful, they were of a red color similar to cherries.

But the most important detail about her was not her beautiful face or that her curves were so big that they completely filled the space of her royal seat.

Nor that her waist is as slim as a supermodel's. No. That all stays in the eye of the beholder.

No. All of that stays in the background, the detail that struck me the most about her was...

(H-Her breasts are huge!)

Her breasts were so big, they seemed unreal to me.

I have seen many breasts (never in person) large, but she makes all those breasts small.

No, the word big is an understatement for her. The word huge is the polite one.

Her short off-shoulder sleeves matched her dress, as the dress only covered up to her breasts.

Those huge protuberances rested in tranquility, moving slightly as she breathed.

On the other side, on the right side sat a girl twenty times younger.

Who must be her daughter.

She is the spitting image of her mother with several years or decades of difference. The major difference is that her mother has a beauty mark under her lips while her daughter has a fringe covering her forehead.

The princess was dressed just like her mother.

Their breasts were smaller than her mother's, but the size was still large for a young girl.

Unwillingly our eyes met, I averted them as it was the first time a girl had ever looked me in the face.

But I couldn't avert my gaze forever so as I returned to the front, she was looking at me with a cheek to cheek smile.

Her rosy cheeks gave the impression of looking like a child.

No doubt both mother and daughter were planetary level beauties.

The queen spoke after everyone fell silent.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Hero."

I looked in the direction of the speaker, everyone else ducked their heads but me.

...

Hey.

I pointed towards me as I noticed the look on everyone's faces.

"Err, you mean me... just in case?"

"Of course I do. You are the chosen hero of legends."

I did what anyone would do in this kind of situation.