"DEAR GOD! PLEASE GIVE ME A GIRLFRIEND…!"
I stood at the center of the crowds, shamelessly shouting at the top of my lungs. It feels so embarrassing that I could die but I just needed to let if off my chest. I am already 23 years old and I have never gotten into a relationship before. Yes, I know… It's all thanks to this impressively ugly face that the heavens blessed me with. Oh, sorry for the late introductions, I am Jun, 23 years old. I was famous during my high school years for being the unluckiest guy.
'What could have possibly happened?' You might as-
"-cuse me, sir…" A voice came from behind.
"Huh?" I turned around.
'EEK..! His face is so scary I thought I was having a nightmare!' The unknown man must have thought to himself.
"Could you tell me where the restroom is?" The man kindly asked.
Now, this is strange. Not once in my life had something like this occurred. Normally, people would ask someone that looks normal… Not some guy doing embarrassing things in public!
"Oh, of course! Go straight and turn righ-"
…
I feel dizzy.
Argh… Everything is spinning and… It's so loud… It's so loud… It's so loud… It's so loud… It hurts… It hurts… It hurts… It hurts… I want to throw up… I want to throw up… Somebody…
[I'll take over. Jun dropped to the ground, causing a scene. The reason is simple. He had an incurable disease, now stop thinking about it. The man was nowhere to be seen— it seems he's gotten to the restroom. Although Jun fell onto the ground, no one seems to be helping. I wouldn't blame them, he was acting like a lunatic, after all. Ugh, even when almost dying, he looks so ugly.]
[You owe me one, Jun. As the ■, I will send you to a better place.]
I opened my eyes to see that I am now lying on a rather comfortable bed. Wait, the fuck? Why has my thought pattern changed? Huh!? And what kind of hospital is this fancy? Do I look rich?
I turned around to find a violet haired young man in the mirror.
"Oh, who might you be?" I asked.
Strangely enough, the violet haired young man asked the sam—
Wait. Mirror? THIS IS ME? WHAT? How does this happen? Is this what the kids call 'Isekai' !?
"Your highneeesss!" This one looks like a butler. Judging by the way that he's tearing up and the way he's addressing me, I- no, the owner of this body must have been someone important.
"What is the time right now?" I asked.
"It's eight o'clock, my lord." He replied.
"I see." I am quite the good actor, no?
[This is just an average day to day conversation, what's so impressi— Right, you barely had anyone to talk to in your entire 23 years of life.]
I am very much confused. I'm gonna have to come up with an excuse.
"I had a rather unpleasant dream and it seems I am very confused. Could you explain the basics of what I should know right now?" I asked.
"Your highneeesss! You were in a coma for THREE years!"
Ugh, he's still cryi— Wait. A coma? For THREEE YEARRS!???
"I'll try my best to give you a grasp of the current situations and information, your highness!" Where did he get those glasses from?
"You are the third prince in the Kingdom of Laeteremicia, Binnya von Laeteremicia, my lord"
Laeteremicia…
"You have 2 brothers — Lord Millies, and Lord Jael."
These names are oddly similar to the novel I read. I would be extremely grateful if we are on The Land of Saradeto—
"We are on The Land of Saradetocel, my lord."
My luck seems to be at its peak.
"Thank you…?" WHAT IS HIS NAME?
"Your highneeesss! D-Did you…!?" I almost feel bad now.
I gave him a subtle nod. But surprisingly, he didn't cry like the last time.
"I am Teaf, just Teaf, my lord." Teaf, huh?
But something is strange. If my memories serve me right, this kingdom only has 2 princes, and Teaf said I am the Third. Teaf wasn't mentioned in the book either. This could only mean one thing — We are extras. Oh well, at least I'll be able to enjoy the perks of royalty.