A Mob Character Surrounded by Main Characters Wants to be MC

EPISODE 1 - I'm a Mob Character

The world is a vast place, and here I am a Japanese High School student living my life in Japan. My name is Kibe Takayuki, I am a 15-year-old male, and what I can say is... My life is filled with nothing. IT'S FULL OF BULLSH*T! I'VE GOT NO ACCOMPLISHMENTS THUS FAR FILLED WITH AVERAGE GRADES AND SPENDING MY LIFE AS AN OTAKU! Nothing to make a story out of. And thus began a day that forever changed my life.

April 5, 20XX

One Monday morning, I woke up from my bed as unoriginal as ever with my mouth open, drooling with a bit of snot on my face.

I had breakfast at 8:00 AM.

Then I left home at 8:30 AM. No bath, no problem, I'm a stinker.

It's the first day of school again, and the same as ever, I'm bored to go. I had 15 minutes left but my school was just a walk away, so I took a detour.

"Time to grab some drinks!" I said merrily.

The drinks were about the only things I could look forward to. 

I hit a vending machine and bought some melon soda.

I sat on a bench and watched as the students pass by. Then something hit me.

"WHAT THE HECK IS UP WITH THEIR HAIRSTYLE AND COLOR?"

"I'm gonna be late for school!" one of the girl students announced with burnt toast in her mouth.

That girl right now, she had pink hair, the f*ck? THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!!!

Note: Kibe is a baka (idiot).

I began to have suspicions that something was up, my intuition since the very day I was born! Of course, I looked like a stalking idiot who was late for class. Wait, oh sh*t!

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I hurriedly climbed the stairs.

Step. Step. Step.

I was late for the first day of class.

I went to my class, Class 2-1, and as I opened the door...

"PRESENT!" I yelled.

"Oh, ok take a seat, we'll wait for the others," the teacher said calmly.

And so, the thought of making an embarrassing entrance never crossed my mind because... there were 3 to 4 people present in a class of 20 people, how lucky! And then around 5 minutes, they all came crashing down.

"Present!" the first student yelled.

"Present!" the second student shouted.

"Absent!" the third joked.

"Yello!" the fourth announced.

"PRESENT!" the fifth screamed in panic.

Skipping through the USELESS details, we were arranged and thus we introduced ourselves, like any first day.

Nope, no way am I introducing my classmates this early, they’re not my business.

The seating arrangement was 4 by 5 and I was in the 2nd row in the 3rd column.

I kept analyzing the moves of my classmates. Something was off. Like my presence was being overwhelmed with such intense aura. Then something started to catch my eye little by little, most of my classmates had hair that was in a way... off, like in an anime or manga, some spiky, and some with hair colors like the rainbow which was physically and biologically impossible.

And thus began my hypothesis: I was living in a manga world, and so began my experiment to prove it right.

Note: Kibe is a big baka (idiot).

First off, if this was a manga world, then an MC would most likely be near the window, in other words, THE MC POSITION OTAKUS AND WEEBS KNOW ABOUT! The 1st column.

I asked the person who seemed to be MC material in the same row as mine. He had spiky, blue hair and seemed friendly.

Is he the protagonist?

"Um, hello?" I asked.

He didn't answer.

He seemed to be reminiscing or having flashbacks which supported my guess for him being the MC. After a while, he noticed me.

"Oh sorry, I was spacing out, oh um, what's your name?"

"Takayuki, Kibe Takayuki, yours?"

I'm being friendly, what a pain.

"Yoshio, Kase Yoshio, you can call me Yoshio-kun," he introduced himself.

We chatted for a while, and after a while, I got to ask the important details.

"So, how was your life before school?"

"I don't want to talk about it..."

"Oh ok, it's fine."

I distance myself from the creep and watch from afar.

Through my observation skills, he brought out an aged picture that seemed to be two young adults, one male, and one female, carrying a baby. Seems like a family, and they are all blue-haired? Suspicious. I have a guess, I'm living in a shounen manga. I think those are his parents and they are dead.

Parents dead, check.

Reminiscing on the first day of school, check.

MC position, check,

Odd hair, check.

He is definitely a shounen protagonist.

He looked worried while staring at the picture and spoke some unintelligible dialogue.

Oh, he's crying? Meh. And can you stop whispering? It's annoying, it's like there's a bee on my ear, even though I’m so far. Looks like an MC truly can break specific laws, such as ignoring the concept of distance.

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I was about to go back to my seat when someone caught my eye, on the very last row and column on the left, also in the MC position lies a very handsome man.

Lucky bastard.

His seatmate, a girl seems to be clinging to him. She pressed her breasts against his arm.

Hey, hey, hey, this is a school you dimwits, stop acting lovey-dovey.

From what I overheard from their conversation, is that the term 'childhood friend', 'I like you', and such terms were mentioned. I can easily guess that he is a rom-com protagonist, why? Because no one is looking at them aside from two girls.

Not only that, the teacher doesn't notice them. Is he blind or something? No, he was a rom-com or harem protagonist. It's a rule that teachers are usually blind during these times.

"TWO PROTAGONISTS? NO NO NO."

Out of frustration, I looked behind, there, and everywhere, and based on my intuition, THEY WERE PROTAGONISTS, most of 'em. So did that mean I was a protagonist?

Naturally! But what kind? I tried to figure it out myself.

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12:00 NN

Ring. Ring.

The bell rang.

It was lunch, given that most were pretty much protagonists, all I needed was to know what kind I was, and knowing that a story will start, I waited patiently for something to happen, an event, a girl coming to me, a guy coming to make friends with me, but nothing happened.

"WHAT'S WRONG WITH THIS WORLD?!! WHAT KIND OF PROTAGONIST AM I?"

But to my interest, no one noticed me shout. I was filled with dread. I kept saying hello and barely anyone said hello or noticed me. No one would come to me or talk to me.

I came to the sad conclusion... I'm a mob character, unexpectedly.

"A MOB CHARACTER?!! NO WAY I'M GONNA ACCEPT THAT WORLD! IN A WORLD FILLED WITH PROTAGONISTS, I'LL SHOW YOU THAT I'M A MAIN CHARACTER TOO!"

Note: And thus the battle begins! A worldly battle for the role of protagonist! Will the young idiot warrior become a Main Character? Find out soon...

END OF EPISODE 1, Beginning of Arc 1, Identity Arc.