Chapter 2: Do You Think I'm a Joke to the Main Character? Well, I Am.
It's been about five years
since I reincarnated into this world.
I've had some random experiences—
the kind only side characters ever go through.
One of them?
Meeting the main character.
And getting absolutely humiliated by him.
A perfect event. Truly.
We were the same age, of course.
And to top it off—he was a noble, too.
Main characters and side characters are always the same age.
It's just law.
His name?
Oh, it was tough.
Dyson Deli.
Deli.
Like raw meat.
You just know he's cooking with a name like that.
It was unforgettable.
A name that screamed aura.
The kind of name people remember.
Not like…
Dylayidsiji Skullturn.
Hell nah.
Even I can't remember my own name sometimes.
Takes me ten full seconds just to pronounce it.
I didn't even know side characters could get names this bad.
But here I am.
We were still kids back then.
Do I consider myself a kid?
Absolutely not.
I'm a side character.
I don't have time for childish nonsense.
So I played my role.
Good at piano. Good at cooking.
Absolute trash at everything else.
So tough.
My heart loved it.
Yeah, my family was noble too.
But for real—
Why the hell is our noble house called "Skullturn"?
What were we in the past?
Some sketchy skull-selling business?
Or worse… people traffickers?
And we somehow got rich from that?
This world is modern—
Cities, cars, and all that—
But nobility and magic still exist.
I didn't care about any of that garbage.
I cared about events.
The kind that side characters live for.
And for that, I needed the schools.
Magic academies start at age twelve.
So I had time.
Time to perfect my piano and cooking skills.
Slowly. Strategically.
The perfect side character arc:
Only good at two things.
Takes 12 years to master.
Delicious.
Since I was noble, I had to socialize with kids my age.
But I didn't care about bonding.
I cared about side characters—
the ones who get ignored.
The ones who say the most random things.
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Then one day—
There I was.
Face to face with him:
Dyson Deli.
And a few girls.
This was it.
A perfect event.
Main characters always have to rizz a girl—or two.
And me?
I'm the ultimate side character wingman.
My job?
Make the girls fall in love with him.
We were in a side room at a party.
Just us four.
Bright. Cozy. Full of light.
Perfect setting for a confession scene.
Time to act my part—strategically.
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"What's everyone's name?" I asked politely.
Side characters always ask simple questions.
"Dyson Deli. Son of Jeremiah Deli," he said, trying to sound cool.
A smile instantly lit up on my face.
Holy tough.
Flexing your dad's name?
So main character.
Forget Dyson Deli.
Jeremiah Deli might be the real protagonist.
The girls smiled and giggled.
Even my stoic face cracked a little.
You just can't resist it.
That's the Dyson Effect.
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Then came the girl with short pink hair and orange eyes.
Main character alert.
Side characters don't get pink hair.
It's just a fact.
"I'm Cheri Kayli," she said sweetly.
"A great name for someone as pretty as you," I replied, loud and clear.
Their faces twisted.
Some nobody just flirted out loud.
Of course they were disturbed.
That was the point.
Dyson gave me a glare.
Perfect.
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"And you?" Cheri asked awkwardly.
"I'm Dylayidsiji Skullturn," I said.
"But you can call me Dylay… cutie."
The side character rizz.
Holy tough.
But no main character ever falls for a side one.
We're just bones to them.
She looked disgusted.
"Don't go saying that," Dyson muttered.
Main character energy:
Protecting the girl from the weird side character.
A textbook event.
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Next came the girl with emerald green hair and sky-blue eyes.
"Uh… my name's Naomi Lori," she mumbled.
A shy girl. Classic trope.
"So cute," I said—on purpose.
Their faces twisted in horror.
Peak rage-bait.
And me?
I transcend that.
I'm above peak.
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"Dylay-something, stop creeping the girls out," Dyson said.
"Yeah, we don't like it," Cheri added.
Excellent.
But side characters don't back down.
"I can't help it," I said.
"You two are too beautiful to be with this guy."
I mentioned the main character.
That's side character law.
Then I stepped closer—slowly.
And slammed my hand on the wall beside them.
"I love you two.
Date me now!"
Their faces turned pale.
Frazzled. Panic mode.
Devastating rizz.
Side character-tier.
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"Get away!" Cheri shouted.
Perfect signal.
Main character move—incoming.
Dyson had seen enough.
He charged.
Could I dodge?
Of course.
But side characters don't dodge.
He hit me with a weak kick.
I felt nothing.
But I flew back like I got hit by a truck.
Smashed through the wall.
Into a pond. Crater included.
And of course I had to scream at the top of my lungs while doing so.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"
"I'm getting physically attacked!" I shouted out loud.
The girls' eyes sparkled.
Dyson stood like a true hero.
He walked through the hole I left.
Oh my god. Aura.
He looked down at me and said:
"Nobodies should stay down."
Then added:
"You aren't him. I am."
Dyson Deli.
No wonder you're the main character.
I'm not gonna stop glazing you.
I'm ready to keep glazing you.
You are an aura king.
You just gave me the perfect side character moment:
Public humiliation. In front of girls.
Perfection.
I stayed down for 24 hours,
pretending I was knocked out cold.
I am the peak side character.
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Cheri & Naomi – POV
Who was that guy?
So weird. So gross.
He even said he loved us.
After just meeting us?
Ick.
Pretty sure his name was Dylay-Salami or something.
He said we were beautiful?
Traumatizing.
We made eye contact once.
I'm still recovering.
But Dyson Deli…
He's our hero now.
When he punched that weirdo through the wall?
So cool.
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Dyson Deli – POV
What the hell just happened?
Don't ask me.
Some guy named Dylay-something Skullturn
tried to rizz up some girls.
At first, I thought he was joking.
But nah—he was dead serious.
In front of me?
I had to end it.
So I did.
Completely annihilated him.
Bro got knocked out for 24 hours.
How pathetic.
I thought he'd at least put up a fight.
Or maybe…
I'm just him.
One thing's for sure:
Dylay-something Skullturn is a joke