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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 · Fantasie
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864 Chs

Press Conference [1]

Click—! Click—! Click—! 

The clicking sound of the camera's shutter echoed throughout a large auditorium filled to the brim with people. 

"Do you have anything to say regarding the current allegations?" 

"Are you really 876?" 

"Why did you frame Aaron Rhinestone?" 

"Is Aaron innocent?" 

Standing in front of the seats were a series of reporters who asked an endless amount of questions. 

All of their attention was currently drawn toward the center of the room, or to be more precisely, toward my direction as I sat behind a large table. A few inches away from my mouth was a small microphone. 

Sitting beside me was Douglas. 

"Seems like you're quite the popular one?" Douglas joked as a small smile hung on his lips. 

Briefly glancing in his direction, I shrugged my shoulders 

"Guess I am." 

Nothing I could do about it. 

My charm was just that high. 

Douglas helplessly shook his head.