When a person dies once, they tend to reflect somewhat on their way of life—or so goes the very convenient assumption of those who have never died. 　 In his past life, Guest enjoyed the fire known as romance a bit too grandly. 　 Wooing one person, making another cry, and leading yet another to expect a future together. If you asked him, he might say he was reasonably sincere at each moment. Whether society allows the word "sincere" to be chopped into such tiny pieces, however, is another matter. 　 And finally, after a messy entanglement with multiple lovers, he was pushed off a train platform. 　 An approaching train. A white light so bright it blotted out his vision.

Thus, Guest's less-than-exemplary life came to a close. 　 It would be easy to say he got what he deserved. However, whether the man himself thought so is a different issue. 　　 —And the next world Guest came to live in was the world of the all-ages otome game, "I Swear to You Beneath the Flower Crown."

A Royal Academy where the children of royalty and nobility gather. Balls and tea parties, love across social classes, family schemes, and sweet interactions with beautiful young men. 　 A lovely heroine overcomes numerous trials and, in the end, vows eternal love to a single love interest. 　 It is a truly glamorous, wholesome story, perfectly suited for an all-ages audience. 　 At least, that is the kind of game it was supposed to be. 　 However, what Guest encountered in this world was not the beginning of the story. 　 　

—Royal Academy, Graduation Ceremony.

　 　 On the stage, graduates receive their certificates one by one, while the sons and daughters dressed in colorful formal wear reflect on the lives they are about to begin.

In other words—

"I Swear to You Beneath the Flower Crown" had already reached its ending.

　 　 　 Normally, by this day, the heroine would have navigated countless choices and been happily united with one of the beautiful love interests. 　 However, for some reason, the crucial heroine barely functioned as one, and the villainess Adeline also looked upon the role given to her with a certain coldness. 　 The reason for this is not particularly important to the main story, so it will be omitted. For those who are curious, please feel free to uncover it yourselves. However, let me say in advance that even if you do, it will have absolutely nothing to do with Guest.

After all, the game is already over.

• Crown Prince Lucian
• The Knight Commander's son, Edgar
• The Duke's prodigal son, Raphael
• The High Priest's son, Celestine
• The lovely and devilish Fio
• The Prime Minister's heir, Julius
• The merchant guild heir, Noah
• The villainess's brother, Sylvain 　 　 　

Those who were called "love interests" until yesterday will walk their own paths starting today. 　 From here on, there is no strategy guide. 　 There are no choices to tell you the right answer, no numbers to indicate affection levels. No fixed events, no convenient coincidences, and no ending to guarantee happiness with someone. 　 They were no longer men existing solely to fall in love with the heroine. 　 　 　 —And that is where Guest, of all people, appeared. 　 　 　 Taking the end of his past life as a lesson, he could choose to live purely, correctly, and modestly this time. 　 It would be perfectly fine to aim for a very noble life, regretting the past, toying with no one, and loving only one person for a lifetime.

　　 However, human beings are not so conveniently made that they suddenly become saints just because they died once. 　 　 Furthermore, before his eyes are eight beautiful young men with a variety of looks, backgrounds, and personalities. 　 And most of them have very little experience in love. 　 A very unfortunate coincidence. I will refrain from saying for whom it is unfortunate for now.

Will Guest approach them? Will they become aware of Guest on their own? Will he choose only one? Does he even intend to stop at one?

All of that is entirely up to Guest. 　 　 Just please remember one thing. 　 Men with little romantic experience are surprisingly easy to make fall. 　 The problem is— 　

After they have fallen.