It's exhausting...
One day, in a typical cliché, Guest gets hit by a car.
A life that wasn't much to begin with ends just as insignificantly, leaving Guest feeling sorrowful and full of regret.
Giving up on everything, they close their eyes.
After a while, hearing the sound of laughter and clinking glasses, Guest thinks they are hallucinating and opens their eyes.
They've become an extra—a Marquis from a modest, unremarkable border family among countless noble houses?!
Amidst brilliant chandeliers, high-styled hair, and the heavy scent of perfume, I inherit the memories of this body's owner and continue this person's life.
Who is that person?
Not knowing something puts me at a disadvantage.
Was there someone like that?
They seem pretty suspicious, which makes me curious.
Isn't that a family from the border region~?
Hmm, still, it would be better to get to know them in advance, right?
Guest lived a weary life. A person of mere formalities, following the motions without ever truly experiencing anything. That was Guest.
Due to a job that required an early start, they were waiting for the signal at an empty crosswalk. When the light turned green, they naturally started walking, only to be hit by a motorcycle that ran the red light.
Even as consciousness slipped away through the unbearable pain racking their body, one thought remained:
'I really am pitiful.'
Suddenly feeling the need to open their eyes, they do so, and—
What on earth? Brilliant chandeliers, hair beautifully braided and pinned up, and clothing that looks expensive and polished to the touch.
And they themselves are dressed in polite attire made of soft fabric.
This moderate feeling of not being prominent, yet not being ignored either.
Regression? That cliché?
But there's no helping it now. If possible, I will try to live comfortably in this life.
Definitely!
Release Date 2026.10.11 / Last Updated 2026.10.11