Life Do-Over Villainous Daughter - A 30-Year-Old Gay Man Becomes a Villainous Daughter and Starts Life Over -

# Translation I've had a strange recurring dream since childhood. Watching a typical romance movie from the perspective of a villainous young noblewoman―that kind of dream. It began when, as a child, I fell in love at first sight with a prince who was my fiancé. Now, at an all-girls academy, I'm consumed with jealousy watching the prince captivated by a girl in a lower noble position who plays the heroine role. By now the story is so predictable that no one would find it interesting, but I've been watching over her, experiencing her life vicariously and cheering her on. "I saw that dream again today. That girl is finally sending an assassin after the heroine, it seems." I tell my best friend Ryuji about this dream again today. I haven't even told my wife―it's special because it's only been a topic between us since long ago, and somehow that makes me happy. I talk about it every time we meet. "That dream again? You've been talking about it since middle school, haven't you? To keep seeing it even into adulthood―doesn't it seem like you have some connection to that girl? All I ever dream about regularly is falling dreams." I pretend not to notice how his reactions to the topic have become weaker lately, indulging in relying on Ryuji who always listens anyway. That's all I need. I'll live my life as his best friend without ever confessing my feelings. My wife, whom I married through an arranged meeting out of necessity to produce an heir, and my five-year-old son―I do love them as family without question. I thought I was a happy man. "...Why?" Until I encountered my most beloved best friend and my wife in an affair in my own bathroom. "I... I love Ryuji too!!" In my confusion and desperation, I blurted out my feelings without thinking. "That's the worst. Were you gay, Akira?" "You saw me that way? That's disgusting." Despite being the victim, I was insulted. Unable to bear it, I fled my own home. Crying myself to exhaustion on a park bench, I drifted to sleep. And today, I dreamed of that girl again. "Lord Saion! It's not true! That woman is the one at fault!" "Silence. I never gave you permission to speak my name, and you dare refer to Lily as 'that woman'? Do you wish to add the crime of disrespect to royalty on top of everything else? How despicable―truly unbecoming. I cannot bear to look upon you." "I hereby order your banishment from this country along with the annulment of your engagement. Never set foot in this land again. I don't even wish to breathe the same air as you." I see. So you too are tasting the despair of life―I really do feel our fates are connected. But still, your life is better off than mine, isn't it? 'Is that really so? Then why don't you try it?' "Huh?" When I woke up, I had become the villainous noblewoman from that dream.