The Disqualified Third-Rate Female Lead from a Bonus Episode Finds a New Job in an Otome Game

[Main story told in third person]

Hello, everyone. I'm the third female lead in a certain famous fanservice anime, the silly beauty on the team whose job is to act dumb.

My boss wasn't happy with my performance, so he gave me the chop with a wave of his hand.

My leading man felt sorry for me and sent me to the neighboring studio in the middle of the night. Then, with deep feeling, he demonstrated the gentle embrace essential to every master fisherman.

"Don't come back again. Every time you show up, the ratings plummet. I lost my entire bonus this month."

According to him, a fool like me, who has nothing but a pretty face, would be perfect as a random passerby in an otome game, there to make the heroine shine. I felt like I'd found the job I was born for, so I hurriedly lifted my shirt, bared my belly, and thanked the leading man.

"Ah! You idiot! The studio next door doesn't need that! Cover up your skirt!"

The leading man blushed and gave me a men's jacket as a parting gift, then bolted.

My new colleagues at the neighboring studio were all gentlemen, and the working environment was great. Everything was perfect... except that I couldn't find the heroine I was supposed to make shine.

While waiting for her to show up, I made sure to put my old skills to use and give the audience a generous helping of fanservice

"Incident One"

An angel with pure white wings slowly descended, holding out a thick letter decorated with a red ribbon. It was the game script from my new boss.

Me: Got it! I'll show my panties to say thanks!

Plop! The angel's wings froze, and he dropped to the ground, his flushed, burning face hot enough to fry an egg.

"Incident Two"

A handsome knight slowly held out his hand, inviting me to dance, his manner shy and polite.

Me: Got it! Time for a deep cuddle!

Crash! The knight's dance steps went stiff, and he slammed right into the suit of armor decorating the ballroom.

"Incident Three"

The Crown Prince awkwardly flung his cape aside and proudly offered his hand, wearing a cat's-eye ring, allowing me to kiss it as a symbol of loyalty.

Me: Got it! Time to show the audience my amazing ice-pop-sucking technique!

Crack, crack! The usually arrogant Crown Prince stared in disbelief at his excessively moistened fingers, then scowled and slowly cracked his knuckles.

"One day, later on"

Cornered against a wall, a certain random passerby was confronted by a sudden shadow. She covered her face with both hands and curled into a ball.

Passerby: "Wait! Calm down, colleague! Calm down!"

This is all just a performance for the audience!! Get your paws off me, sob!

Reader's guide:

+ The heroine was born in a fanservice anime, and her rules of conduct are very strange. She's also extremely eccentric.

+ The boys are all proper otome-game players and exemplary gentlemen.

+ Japanese-style fantasy, my own take.

+ The game setting and anime content are all made up.

+ Written in the early hours of 2021.08.18. When an idea strikes, write it down right away.

Theme: Girls should respect and love themselves.