I woke up in a new world. There are no air conditioners nor computers for social network. Instead, there is magic and magical gla.s.s...o...b.. which allows you to stalk others, if you’re skilled enough. There are no cars in this world, no motorcycle, no speeding tickets. Instead, there are carriages if you’re loaded, dragons if you can subjugate them and make them your vehicle. In summary, I think I was transported to another world.

At first, I thought I was dreaming, that I was being born as an infant like in the novels I’ve been reading recently. After a while I came to accept the fact that…either my soul left my original body or I was truly, most probably, dead.

Did I come to terms with death too easily? Well! Believe me, if you had a younger sister who was a fujos.h.i.+* and you were able to accept a crazy-man-lover-psychotic sister who constantly pushes BL anime s.h.i.+ps onto you, makes you play a BL game, commanding you to outline her own 18+ BL doujins.h.i.+…I’m pretty sure, you’ll be able to come to term with things as easily as me! If there were to be a gay couple french kissing each other in front of me, I’m certain, I would probably glance at them and just say ‘oh’ before strolling out. To put it simply, other than my fujos.h.i.+ younger sister, everything else is easily acceptable.

I have to admit, I regret not being able to accompany my younger sister till she grows old. Would she come to love someone? Or would she remain single and hug her best guy body pillow for the rest of her life?…I sincerely regret this from the bottom of my heart. If my magic becomes good enough, I may be able to spy on someone in other dimensions…as in, this kind of spell might exist.

“Are you feeling unwell, Gil?”

“Ah, no I’m fine” I smiled and responded to my best friend of this life, who slightly raised an eyebrow before reverting to pay attention to his tea cup. In this world, I was born in Duke Bedivere’s household. My name, Gilbert Bedivere, nonetheless is posh af. I have golden locks of hair, golden eyes, a cute face, adorably-pinchable cheeks: as would average six years olds out there would have. The more I look at my face, the more I hope I won’t grow up to have a bland face in the future. As the saying goes, the cuter you are when you’re young, the uglier you’ll become later on. But, if the saying is actually true…oh boy would I love it to happen to my best friend. I glanced at a handsome six years old….impeccably handsome since he was 5 years old. He’s so handsome that I marvel at it at times. My best friend, Nigel Gawain, Duke Gawain’s son. His features are so stunning, if there were kindergartens in this world, all the parents would be seeing thirsty yet-to-mature girls kidnap him and boys would gang up on him on instinct.

“Gil?” Argent eyes like someone who’s got cataract…it seriously is argent and he’s still able to see ( I’ve tested him ). Those eyes looked at me aloofly. “Is there something on my face?”

“Oh nothing, Nigel” I smiled faintly before sipping my tea slyly. If he knew I cursed him to have a less handsome face in the future, he might make me out to be a villain. ” I just thought…there are way too many maids walking around here.” Nigel froze, his face paled, his hair standing on ends and his mouth twitching. I’ve probably not told you yet, this fair-featured-yet-small guy has gynophobia – a fear of women. Most people don’t know this, they only know him as Duke Gawain’s son. He’s so good looking, a maid nearly s.e.xually hara.s.sed him on the spot. Luckily, help arrived on time, quick enough to save his virginity. This was why he became meek and scared of every single women – including his own mother. Hmmm…I wonder what would happen if it was a butler instead of a maid… I flinched, sipped tea and told myself, that was close…my psychotic fujos.h.i.+ younger sister isn’t here anymore, It’s time to grow up, be a good kid, lead a good life, have normal friends and have a cute girlfriend!

When I think about this, I became calm. I looked at my small friend who started to turn his head right and left. This was probably him trying to tell me “let’s go and talk inside” but he was too shy to say since he has no good excuses.  “Would it be fine if we continued our conversation in the mansion?” I put my tea cup down and asked him. “Yeah” Nigel nodded his head quickly before rising, he flinched a little as he thought it was rude but when I smiled, he sighed in relief.

Most possibly, Nigel doesn’t think I know of his gynophobia, but sorry bro, because of my fujos.h.i.+ sister who loves to s.h.i.+p people, I have been trained in the arts of making out what’s what. Besides, it seemed like he wants to keep quiet about it…so I will turn a blind eye to the matter.

I smiled and followed after him since he’s the mansion’s owner. Even though I may say we’re best friends, I feel like he’s more of a cute brother who needs protection. If I were to have to choose between my psychotic fujos.h.i.+ younger sister and this cinnamon roll who’s scared of girls, send my condolences to my younger sister cause your big bro’s gonna choose his lil’ bro.

“Oh yeah…today…Haref’s also coming” I raised an eyebrow to Nigel’s mumbles but didn’t say anything. Honestly speaking, I’ve been here for 5 years now yet, apart from mine and Nigel’s father, I don’t know much of the other dukes.  I have to admit, I don’t want to do any researches unlike Nigel who, apart from having fair features and a lovable personality, is also studious. he’s been studying all sorts of stuff to mature into a perfect man. Every time my father sees Nigel, his eyes would light up and when he looks at me…I’m sorry father but this son of yours would like to live his slow life**. Also Nigel, I’ve been wanting to tell you this, you’re too good looking no one wants to be your friend. What if you happen to grow up into an all-roud perfect, intelligent man…I may have to go find a new friend… “Gil…” Nigel’s voice made me snap out of my train of thoughts. “Today, my other friend, Haref’s also coming…if you don’t mind…would you come and join us…”

‘Nigel’s other friend’ made me raise an eyebrow, with this kind of face I didn’t think he’d have another friend. I’m rather curious about this ‘other friend’. “If you wouldn’t mind me.” Once I replied, Nigel broke into a smile…my lil’ bro, as a friend and a supposed big bro, please don’t smile, other than making women want to s.e.xually hara.s.s you, it might make men want to a.s.sa.s.sinate you…Oh well, I’ll warn him later.

I walked behind Nigel and stopped at a room. Nigel knocked lightly before pus.h.i.+ng the door open. He broke into a smile once he saw a figure sitting on a coach, sipping tea. I could tell they were undoubtedly very close.

From behind, it was hard to tell if the person was a boy or a girl, it’s even harder since they had long white hair and a robe-like s.h.i.+rt which resembles a dress. “Haref!” Nigel cried out in glee, allowing me to see ‘Haref’s’ feature. Haref is good looking but only 2/3 of Nigel. His weirdly coloured eyes though, that could add another 1/3 and he’ll be as good looking as Nigel. I’m not surprised they’re friends.

Rainbow coloured eyes…

Something’s…wrong

Rainbow coloured eyes…Haref…Nigel…Gawain…

“Ya.s.ssss!! Bro come see this! Haref came out in the second episode ya.s.ssss!! Haref Lancelottttttt”

“Stop pulling my s.h.i.+rt! It’ll rip! So, psycho lil’ sis, is he your so called handsome af Haref I think he’s…odd hmm rainbow coloured eyes? How many colours did they use on his eyes?”

“Haref’s rainbow coloured eyes are his selling point! I was thinking I’d write a dojin of Haref x Ca.s.s!!”

“Whatever…by the way, does that other guy have cataract or something, his eyes’ colours are way too light…”

“Ruuuuudddddeee idiot bro, you can slap me but you cannot ridicule my guy! Nigel’s eyes are argent coloured! Humph! Nigel’s always with Gil I wish the game’s creator would release a 3P route of Nigel x Ca.s.s x Gil in the new spring update!”

My face became pale…paler and paler. Even more so when those rainbow coloured eyes looked at me, those hands extending for a handshake filled me to the bones with chills.

G.o.d…

“Ummm…can I please ask you something?” I tried to suppress my s.h.i.+vers. “Could you perhaps be…Haref Lancelot?” those queer rainbow coloured eyes blinked slightly. At this moment, I just wish it wasn’t real, it can’t be, all my ties with my younger sister has been cute since I’ve been in this world an – “Yes..I am Haref Lancelot.”

Oh……

OH……………

The corner of my lips twitched, the same reaction as when Nigel meets a girl, when I had time to process the information…Haref Lancelot…it’s clear…as clear as day… “Nigel…would you mind…telling me all the present duke’s names…please?” Even though, Nigel may be curious as to why I would ask him the question but since he’s a good boy, he listed the names, names which emphasised how real everything was. I want to roll in a ball and cry.

“…Yes, certainly…umm…Lancelot, Gawain, Galahad, Tristan, Bors, Percival, Lamorak, Key,  Gareth, Gaheris, Geraint and Bedivere.”

Lancelot…Lancelot!!

No questions needed.

“King…”

“It’s King Arthur’s dynasty.”

Like everything around me was spinning, at that second I squatted down and began to bawl my eyes out. Nigel and Haref who were baffled tried to calm me down in confusion, they didn’t have an idea what was going on, obviously they wouldn’t understand me, there’s no way they’ll understand!!

You may not know any of the knights of the round table’s name but surely you know the name Lancelot. When I heard the name Lancelot, I was certain…all the duke’s names were from the knights of the round table from the tale of King Arthur but that’s not what made me cry out like a baby because right now, the place in which I am in, the name which solidified the truth I’m trying to deny…Haref Lancelot…the man who has the most character song CDs sales, number four in figurine reservations, second in figma*** reservations, light novels with his own separate routes no less than three!! The man who is fancied by all girls, my younger sister included. The man who owns the SM route in the game while Nigel, who owns the aloof character where girls would try and melt his frozen heart, is the second most popular character. Ha ha ha…Melt his heart by playing a male character.

Yeah, I’m sure everyone’s starting to understand what’s going on. Haref Lancelot and Nigel Gawain are characters in a game where you develop romantic relations.h.i.+ps with characters but they are not from otome games where the players are a naive girl trying to collect her own harem but a BL game!! Nothing could be worse if I wasn’t Gilbert Bedivere, the incest route’s owner. Before I died, the game’s development team just finished a new route, a 3P route which was most desired by my younger sister.

G.o.d, I am a man…an average man who neither wants to be a top nor a bottom…I looked up at Nigel who looked at me worriedly before wiping my tears. So gentleman-like, a quality of his which I do not need right now. I reached out and grabbed Nigel’s small wrists before trying to find my voice…”Nigel…please…from now on…don’t come near me.” I have to do this to protect myself so that in the future, I will not have to fight over who’s top or bottom or what not. You, who’s the most dangerous person, please don’t involve yourself with me anymore!

I lowered my face before rising up and running away as if I’m a naive girl who’s running from the truth and yes, I am running away from the truth. I couldn’t careless about Nigel’s cries behind me. If my psychotic fujos.h.i.+ younger sister were still here, I’m sure she would’ve shouted “Mwahaha from now on even if you don’t have me, you can never escape the BL world!!” For sure…

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*Fujos.h.i.+ = girls who are obsessed with BL ( lit. translation – rotten girl )

**Slow life = living life with a slow/chill approach

***Figma = a type of figure where joints are movable

Yay first chapter finished. I’m sorry the translations cannot be considered accurate as there were too many slangs which do not exist in English so I opted for the closest english slang instead. RIP this took way longer than I thought ( may be cause I’m singing along to DEH ).