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The person whom the world revolves around. The person who defeats all of his opponents, and ultimately gets the beautiful girl. The sole existence all villains fear. That is the protagonist. What about me? As a failed author who had only one success throughout his whole career, I had reincarnated into my late novel. "This is it" I thought, as I tightly clenched my fist. Did I just get reincarnated in my own novel? Is this where I reincarnate in a novel and become the protagonist? No. Sadly it's not that kind of novel, as I reincarnated as a mob. The world doesn't revolve around me. The girls don't come flocking towards me. The cheat items don't come to me. "Phew" I let out a sigh of relief. "Thank god I'm not the protagonist" I joyfully shouted as tears streamed down my cheeks. Wait, are you curious as to why I don't want to be the protagonist? I did forget to mention the most important thing when I was describing a protagonist. That is... They are calamity magnets. I just died. If I learned something from that, it's that it really isn't a pleasant experience. If possible let me live a long stable life. Thank you, whoever reincarnated me. I would later come to regret these words... ======== Reader Disclaimer : Please read the *Read before reading novel* in synopsis. ======== Credit to _oinkchan for helping me find the previous novel cover Credit to Rengoku for his amazing edit of the new cover. ======== Discord : https://discord.gg/FNAKgfyky4 Patreon : https://www.patreon.com/TheAuthorPOV

Entrail_JI · Fantasy
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Concert [5]

"Thank you all for coming, and we hope you enjoyed the show!" 

Doing her signature pose, Sophia waved at the crowd causing them to cheer even more loudly. 

Unfortunately for them, it was already the end of the show, and therefore, giving them one last goodbye, Sophia quickly headed back to the changing rooms with her group. 

Upon entering the changing rooms, Sophia slumped down on her chair and let out a long and tired breath. 

"Haaaa, I'm tired." 

"Tell me about it." 

Slumping down on the chair next to her was Penelope, her other group member. 

Taking a wet towel, she covered her eyes with it and leaned her head back. 

"Ugh, my legs are hurting like crazy..." 

"Same." 

Sophia replied in agreement. 

"...but, I'm used to it by now " 

Raising the towel on her face and uncovering her eyes, Penelope skeptically looked at her.