High-Class Mob 1 1. Did Truck-Sama Sent Me?

Lying down on an unfamiliar bed, Leo observed himself with his eyes squinted trying to make out what the h.e.l.l was happening.

Whilst laying down he observed his visage, his body, and his overall self and finally confirmed that it was not his face or body.

He pinched himself earlier only to get hurt. He tried once again trying to see if it was not enough and ended up with a wound on his left thigh.

"It is real!" What he thought was nothing but a dream. He was pretty sure that he fell asleep after a long night of drinking his sorrows away but he found himself in an interesting, but odd position.

"Did a flying truck came rus.h.i.+ng to my flat when I was asleep."

After having read a lot of books in his life, Leo had come across the myth that is Truck-sama.

Having the ability to send anyone in another world is but a single hit; you may die in your first life but you will become some kind of G.o.d-like protagonist who attracts women left and right in the other.

"If the Mythical Truck-sama is real then it may be possible. I don't really know, anything is possible if it is that guy. But I "

While thinking this way, he realized something and with from his abdomen, he gathered his strength and spoke the magical word.

"Status!"

Nothing happened.

"Properties!?"

Still nothing.

"System! My cheat! Blessing of the almighty Truck!"

G.o.ddammit, still nothing!

"Young Master Colt, is something the matter? Why are you waving your hands like a baby?"

While he was busy summoning the almighty system that is capable of granting him unlimited powers a voice sounded out from the luxurious-looking wooden door to his right.

It was a large built middle-aged man with white hair and a strong jaw.

'Those eyes of his are really scary.'

This middle-aged man was a mercenary or so he had thought. The black suit and tie gave it away and from the way he was called, he should be a butler of sort.

'Young Master Colt? The name sounds familiar somehow.'

And upon learning of the truth that he was not someone about to kill him, Leo turned back to the mirror above and observed his current face.

A generally well-built body, olive skin tone, obsidian black eyes, low arch eyebrows, and a medium-length ink-black straight thick hair; such is his current characteristics.

Piecing together everything he had gathered, he had a hunch where this place was.

He got up from the bed and turned to the middle-aged butler and asked.

"Are you Neun? One of the butlers of the Edgeworth Family?"

"That is correct."

"Then am I Colt Edgeworth?"

"Yes, Young Master is Colt Edgeworth the oldest son of Count Edgeworth, and the wast... ehem, the whimsical and free Young Master of the Wing City, also..." he paused for a bit before finis.h.i.+ng his sentence, "...also the most gorgeous man of the Edgeworth County."

Without commenting on the fact that he was almost called a wastrel, Leo shuddered after hearing the term of the most gorgeous man, Leo shuddered and looked at Neun. The words "most gorgeous" is too much for him.

"Neun, you don't have to call me that anymore."

"Really, Young Master!?"

The joy in his voice was too apparent for Leo not to notice.

"Yes, and spread it to the other staffs as well, please. If you could, please have the other staffs spread it to town when they go out."

Upon hearing his words the Neun's expression beamed and he almost burst out crying for the endless stream and thankfulness he was feeling. The cringe worth days are over, he was finally free, no everyone is finally free.

Try as he might, the quivering in his voice was still present when he spoke. Leo noticed this but he didn't say anything. It was understandable.

"I–I shall inform everyone of your instruction."

"Thank you, it would be for the best. Also, prepare some drinking water, I have a rather painful headache."

Neun nodded his head and went out of his room with a jovial expression. He was practically skipping when he left. It was creepy and scary though.

Having been left alone, Colt looked around his room decorated with furniture reminiscent of the middle ages. The room had three mirrors, not including the one on the ceiling.

"The narcissistic Colt Edgeworth, the son of the wealthy Count s.h.i.+ckly; he is the wastrel of the family. A background story type of mob in the novel, [Sword of Heaven]. A mob character mentioned in three sentences."

He wasn't even killed by the Hero, he was killed by the third major villain of the story, Mina.

Mina was the daughter of the Marquise who happened to fall in love with Colt. She was the perfect lady, good looks, good status, and a good personality. The only problem is that she had a few screws loose.

She learned of Colt's infidelity and then killed him with some stabby-stabby action. She got him in the heart thereby killing him.

Only after Mina was killed that it would be known she was the one who killed Colt and masked it as an incident. Colt's spine tingled at the thought of dying in such a manner.

Mina would later be ironically killed after being pierced through the heart by the Hero.

"I have to at least avoid that ending."

He thought to himself. It was hard, being a no-named backstory mob was too hard. His fate is sealed and he was already inching towards that end.

Neun returned with a gla.s.s of cold drinking water. Colt, had him draw a bath. As he spent his time on the bathtub, Colt began contemplating his situation.

In a world of a novel, where he would eventually die is where he is at. He doesn't even know what year it was so he can prepare.

"The novel of Sword of Heaven, a reincarnated person from another universe would come. Though that hero is somewhat of a lunatic as he had been tortured until he was seven years old, before dying in his previous life; he still became a hero."

It was a tragic story, but who cares? It's not his life. In the end, Colt only cared about himself.

"Now, where would the hero appear?"

He did not know where the hero came from, as he did not know about his younger years. The hero would appear as a mysterious character and by the time Leo got tired of justice and righteousness, he stopped reading around Vol. 6 where the past of the Hero got revealed.

"I must first avoid any contact with Mina. Then I will live a lavish life. This wastrel here had already been snuffed out of the succession race so I am free to do whatever I want, right? I just want to live a free life."

He was accepting of his fate. He is now in this world so what best would it be trying to change that? His goal now is to live a good, boring, but still fulfilling life.

Stepping out of the bath, he begrudgingly accepted being dressed by Neun.

"Neun, I will be staying in my room for the day. Inform my father that I am feeling sick."

He was expecting the obedient Neun to oblige, but this butler showed stiff expression as he began to speak.

"I cannot do that, young master. The Count will punish you if you try to sneak away. I know you do not wish to be tied down, young master but at least try to go with it for the Count's sake."

"Why, is there something going on today?"

Neun opened and closed his mouth before making a sigh. The young master had forgotten about it. Why was he no surprise? In the end, he had to refresh his mind.

"Marquis Liron Vera will be coming with his family here, today."

Colt's face stiffened at the familiar name. Marquis Liron Vera was a good person, but he was the father of Mina Vera and if he is here with his family, then, Mina will be here as well.

"G.o.ddammit!"

He cursed as he tried to jump out the closest window.