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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 · 奇幻
分數不夠
864 Chs

Concert [4]

"Thank you all for coming to our show!" 

Entering the main stage, were five girls all wearing cute dresses. They were the members of Kimbol. 

At their appearance, the crowd erupted into cheers as they all started waving their glowsticks in the air. 

"Whaaa! 

Waving her glowsticks in the air, Nola mimicked the crowd as she cried out in excitement. 

Grabbing onto her small legs, I raised my head and shouted. The way she was moving made it hard for me to keep ahold of her. 

"Nola be careful." 

"Whaaa!" 

But it didn't seem as though she could hear me as she continued to shout alongside the crowd. I could only sigh at this.

'I guess I just have to be more careful.' 

"Thank you, thank you." 

Thanking the crowd was a girl with soft black hair and a very pretty face.

Her name was Sophia Ray and she was the leader of the group.