My male childhood friend was a hero. He got transferred to another world by the goddess to become the hero.
He was tasked by the goddess to prevent the revival of the evil god that going to threaten the entire world. That was the setting of the story. What about me then? I’m just an extra, supporting role. The reason why I ended up in this situation was simply because I died together with that ba*tard, the so-called childhood friend. So the goddess sends me along to act as the support, behind the scene player.
According to the legend, the hero would appear when the evil god was about to be revived, it was his duty to defeat the evil god along with four shrine maidens chosen by the goddess and open a peaceful era. Otherwise, the world would be destroyed. My job was to pave the way up for defeating the evil god and the romance between him and the four shrine maidens, from the shadow.
Let me be honest, I rather die than have to babysit that ba*tard but… I am not even allowed to complain about it. I don’t care about the criticism from the peanut gallery about me being inadequate or incompetent. I did what I have to do, saving the world and getting the reward from Goddess-sama. As a supporting role for the hero party.
That’s why, please, O childhood friend of mine. PLEASE FIX THAT ROTTEN PERSONALITY OF YOURS ASAP!
Please do so before we reach the point of no return. While my sanity is still intact. Or should I say before a hole punctured in my stomach due to stress.
Oh cr*p, those four are co—
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