Reincarnated into an Otome Game? Who Cares! I'm Too Busy Mastering Magic!

On a dark rainy night hidden by the moon, there was a man running his horse.

Aim for a destination without pounding rain on your cheeks.

Just quickly, he runs and walks his horse without a flank.

The man was in a hurry. In an hour or two, what I feared would happen. That alone must be stopped at all costs.

Horse hooves thump down the cobblestone path. We have to get this horse done before it crumbles.

At the destination where he reached the light of the street lights and the light of sorcery, the man found.

Overshadow this despair - no, amplify it, perhaps - to hope.