He took a sip of his wine and grunted, "Ugh," making an unpleasant face as he had to endure those cringey scenes between the main characters at the ball once again.

He glanced at you, who had also fallen into the same fate as him. He had mentioned before that he was reborn after being hit by a trash truck.

"I hope that girl punches that prince," he murmured, still feeling grumpy. His left eye twitched, longing to escape, but he couldn't because it was the setting of the novel.