I reincarnated into a romance-fantasy novel, as an extra who didn’t even have a name.

This is the true essence of a “side-character reincarnation” story—“I became the main character of the novel!”

After realizing it quickly, I enjoyed my new life and grew close to the main lead, the second male lead, and even the secret villain.
Everyone seemed to like me… but I couldn’t figure out who would actually become my man.

So I asked them directly.

“Luchi, do you like me?”
“Why would you make such a ridiculous assumption?” Luchi asked, clearly baffled.

So the real male lead wasn’t my man.

“Harrison, do you like me?”
“You shouldn’t say things like that carelessly.” Harrison replied sternly.

…Looks like the second male lead wasn’t my man either.

“Damian, do you like me?”
“Would you like it if I did? Should I like you?” Damian asked with a raised corner of his mouth.

I didn’t expect to be mocked. Clearly the villain wasn’t my man either.

Turns out… I truly was just an extra.

Why did it take me so long to realize?

It felt empty, but better late than never.
It’s time to find someone suitable, someone who actually could be my husband.

“I’m going back to find a husband who fits me.”

I told the three—who supposedly didn’t like me—that I was leaving.

“What? You’re looking for a husband?”
“I didn’t see that coming.”
“That means…”

Anyone would think the three were in love with me, but they’re not.

“Hmph, as if I’d fall for that again.”

I won’t misunderstand their actions anymore.

“I’m busy, bye!”