This is a story about an ordinary transmigrator with an ordinary personality. It's probably a pretty clichéd story.
What? Change the plot? No, thanks. Lying low is great. Wouldn't it be lovely to sit safely in the VIP seats and watch the show?
Enjoying beautiful women, sampling delicious food, and experiencing the customs of another world: isn't being a couch potato much better than going out and causing trouble?
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
