“What? You only helped the heroines to avoid a villain’s ending, but they all fell in love with you?”
“That’s right. Ah, tell me, how could that not be frustrating?”
“What? You thought it was a game, so you helped a bunch of empresses and female overlords, then faked your death and ran away, only to find they were real and had all become yandere, and now they’re chasing you?”
“Exactly. It’s such a headache.”
“What? You were following the System’s orders to look after a group of young ladies. They were all spoiled and arrogant, but after you left, they regretted everything and begged you to come back?”
“Hmph. They let me get away, and now they’re crying about it. They can deal with it!”
“Wait. When all’s said and done, who exactly are you?”
A fist was the only answer.
Emmmm, how should I put it, it's quite a novel routine, right?