Summary
I transmigrated into a world that’s about to collapse.
“The main character will save the world, right?
I’ll just slack off and run away right before everything falls apart!”
…or so I thought. But then—
“Rachel is dead. Early this morning.”
The moment the original story begins, the heroine dies.
Then who’s supposed to save this doomed world?
…Me? Seriously? ME?
“Tch. Fine, whatever. I’ll protect my favorite character myself!”
Former part-time worker, now a spy.
With a frying pan in one hand and my favorite character’s hand in the other,
I charge forward to save the world!
