The usually quiet luxury mansion of Count Spina suddenly became lively.
Servants and guards rushed about, making it clear that something serious had happened.
One servant, still clueless about the situation, stopped a passing guard and asked, "Excuse me, what's going on?"
"Eh? You don't know? The Count's son fell from a horse. We've been ordered to go escort him back."
"No way! With that body of his, why would he even ride a horse?" the servant said in disbelief.
"Apparently Count Maller's eldest son provoked him into it," the guard replied.
"Count Maller's son? Is this about the rumored engagement with the Duke's eldest daughter?"
"Why are you bringing up useless gossip right now? We need to bring the young master back safely first," the guard snapped.
A group of knights mounted their horses and rode out.
Not long after, they returned.
One of them carried an unconscious, overweight youth across his saddle.
A short, middle-aged man in luxurious robes paced anxiously in front of the gate.
The moment he spotted the returning knights, his face twisted with panic.
"My son!" he cried out when he saw the unconscious figure.
"My lord, the young master's injuries are serious," one knight reported. "He fell headfirst from the horse and hasn't woken up since."
"Call the doctor at once! Bring my son inside!" the Count ordered, his voice thick with both worry and fury.
"That damn Maller… If anything happens to my son, I'll make them pay many times over!" he vowed through gritted teeth.
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A few days later, a fat boy lay unconscious on a luxurious bed.
Suddenly, he jerked upright and shouted.
"My historyyy… eh?"
He looked around in confusion.
The room was completely different from the one he last remembered.
"Where am I? Why do I feel so heavy…?"
Struggling to push himself up, he eventually noticed a large mirror across the room.
He staggered over to it... and froze.
"!!!"
The reflection staring back at him had black hair, brown eyes, and a round, chubby face.
The body looked about 180 cm tall… and very, very fat.
"Why am I so fat?!" he shouted in pure shock.
Then a strange thought struck him.
"Wait a minute… why does this face look so familiar?"
Before he could think further, the door burst open.
The short middle-aged man rushed inside.
"Albert! You've finally woken up!"
The boy's body stiffened as realization crashed over him.
"No way…"
"What's wrong, Albert? Are you still feeling unwell somewhere?" the man asked, concern clear in his voice.
'Albert?' The name echoed in the boy's mind.
'That mob villain who appears in the ero game…?'
"Say something, son. Does your head still hurt?" the man pressed.
"…Father?" the boy finally managed to say.
"Eh? Did the fall make you forget who your father is? It's me, Count Spina. I am your father."
In that moment, everything clicked into place.
'Shit… I'm really inside Academy Valkyrie.'