I transmigrated into a wildly popular action manga, but unfortunately, I’d never read it. For a long time, I kept my head down at a German military academy, putting on airs. At last, I’d maxed out my prestige and thought I could go home, but who could have guessed there’d be another level!
Join the horse race against my archenemy?
Fight over the Saint’s corpse?
What?! You want to launch a blitz attack on the President of America?!
[To make a lasting impression before the race, you need to snag a manga panel under the pen of that old scoundrel Araki. You choose...]
[1. Drag Gyro off his horse and give him a French kiss]
[2. Kick Johnny’s wheelchair over]
[3. Slap Stroheim]
[4. Forget it, get ready to crawl around in a twisted, gloomy state]
?
All four options are seriously bizarre.
(My evil beagle personality continues to hijack my account.)
[Helpful Tips]
✓ First-person narration. I may look like a wolf in sheep’s clothing, but I have a rich inner life and tend to make snarky comments.
✓ I’m completely at odds with the protagonists. Actually, I’m at odds with everyone.
✓ Key point: There are scenes where I get into fistfights with the characters. I’m a pure-hatred warrior.
✓ I’m a heartthrob, but sharp-tongued (though I’m actually forced to be). My Stand ability is a whip used to lash enemies (not really). It can deal damage and heal.
✓ There are scenes where I collude with the villains. It’s necessary for the plot.
Theme: I’m doing fine, and I’ll only get better.
