Waking up in an unfamiliar world with no memories, I had only one advantage—a mind filled with knowledge of fictional tropes, clichés, and common sense learned from countless novels.

At first, I thought I was trapped in a romcom nightmare when I started triggering events like "Helping a Girl on a Rainy Day", "Damsel in Distress", and "Tripping Into the Heroine’s Arms." Naturally, I shut those nonsense down before they could escalate. No forced romances. No misunderstandings. No cringe.

But something was clearly off.

The world wasn’t just a slice-of-life comedy. 

Beneath the cliché academy setting, there were whispers of awakening powers, hidden dangers, and a brutal magic academy entrance exam. 

And every challenge I prevented or manipulated was an opportunity to grow stronger.

[Title Earned: Background Character.]
[Achievement Unlocked: Firm Mind.]
[New Skill Acquired: Background Character's Aura.]
[New Ability Acquired: Anti-Narrative Influence.]

I may be just a background character, but if fate insists on throwing these events at me, I’ll turn them into stepping stones.

Let the protagonists play their scripted roles—I have my own path to power.

Dozens of floating orbs erupted into motion above us—streaking left, right, in erratic zigzags and sudden. The crowd's murmurs faded to silence.


Three shots, three hits. Blue target orbs shattered in quick succession.


"See that, transfer?" He smirked, not even looking as he nailed a fourth. "That's called precision."


Laughter rippled through the spectators. Leroy's grin turned razor-edged. "Aw, did the transfer forget to practice?"


Weight: 2.3 kg. Crystal charge time: 4.2 seconds. Orb velocity: 8 m/s average.


If I was a genius, I would have something like that but I had my own powers.


Orb trajectories became clearer, their patterns emerging like lines on a map. And beneath that, something else—a faint pulse I could almost feel guiding my aim.


Chapter 47 - From Guns To Swords