I Became a Background Character?!

Going to happen either way. The shipping chart is an equal opportunity provider of ships. It'll be worse when our best friend starts accidentally seducing all of these women and never getting a clue through his dense harem protagonist head so it would make people wonder, especially if we do bro greetings. Like putting him in a headlock and giving him a friendly noogie and he gets flustered because of it...I dread the day the one true pairing yaoi fangirl club will be created.

The horror, the horror.

The good thing about being fierce and direct is that we can just say to his face that he needs to pick one girl already and hopefully it will pass through his density
 
The good thing about being fierce and direct is that we can just say to his face that he needs to pick one girl already and hopefully it will pass through his density
You're assuming our best friend is a dense harem protag. Considering how he isn't the hot-blooded one...
 
You're assuming our best friend is a dense harem protag. Considering how he isn't the hot-blooded one...

Harem protagonists are almost always dense as hell, otherwise they wouldn't be harem protagonists and already picked a girl by then. And I think we kinda already pointed out that our best friend was dense in the introduction soooo....yeah.

Ah, here it is. First few paragraphs.

Just what kind of hackneyed and completely unimaginative line this girl is trying to pull off? – I wonder in amazement, looking at the slowly disappearing back of my classmate. True, at this day and age, since this concept was abused and made fun of so much, using it unironically might be somewhat fresh and new.

That said, the target of this aggressive move was far too dense to understand what was really said. A plain-looking boy of my age blinked his now saucer-like eyes in amazement and muttered something under his breath. Give me a break – I've read from his lips. Man, what a moron.

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Or I got it mixed up with the end one... how many dense male harem protagonists are in this quest? >.<
 
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Then the chances of us getting a girl is extremely low. But we have a chance of getting a girl that the MC dumped or dumped the MC.
Thats not gonna be fun.....Oh well, we can at least beat the MC into shape with sunrise in the background :lol

Lol, eating another man's crumbs ain't manly at all. Clearly we must learn the art of battle seduction and steal the hearts of all the girls!
 
Harem protagonists are almost always dense as hell, otherwise they wouldn't be harem protagonists and already picked a girl by then. And I think we kinda already pointed out that our best friend was dense in the introduction soooo....yeah.

Ah, here it is. First few paragraphs.



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Or I got it mixed up with the end one... how many dense male harem protagonists are in this quest? >.<

I'm not sure that's our roommate/best friend? we react as if he's a stranger. Are we really sure he's our roommate/that our roommate is the Hero Of the Story?
 
To be honest, the introduction is merely to show the underlying idea behind the creation of this quest. Take whatever was written before the character creation with a grain of salt.
 
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I opened his door without a knock, which under any other circumstances would've been extremely rude of me, but there was really no point in partaking in such an action now: my friend's ability to shut down all his senses was well-known not only by me…

"Rise and shine, lazy bones! It's time for your manly breakfast!" I shouted, pulling his covers in one smooth motion, polished by months of practice.
"Ugh, so noisy" – came a cute, high-pitched voice that belonged to someone else. Of course, my friend had this a lot of features some people might consider girly to him, but he definitely was male. At least, this is what I always thought…

"Ah, it's the Muscle-Brain!" the girl from behind the covers shouted and pointed her delicate finger at me. This time, she looked like an angry cat. Fortunately, I like cats a lot!

"Just a few more minutes," my friend muttered, still in the daze, his eyes only half-opened. He tried to sit down on his bed, only to find his right hand restrained by something – or, to be more precise, someone. Clutching his hand was the girl who has given me the nickname of "Muscle-Brain." Quite fitting for I possess both, muscles and brain!

"Eh?!" my friend said, looking at the girl clutching his arm. If they weren't wearing pajamas, this whole situation would've looked quite indecent, but I knew better. After all, this wasn't the first time something like that happened.
"Geez," my friend said, "I told you to stop doing that, Nana!"

Nana Hazuki is an underclassman and a friend. During an incident that happened not so long ago, she turned from a stoic and cold-hearted girl into someone full of affection and energy. As a self-appointed follower of the manly path, I approve such a change, especially since the catalyst was no one other than my friend. That said, she became quite clingy, too.

With her silky gray hair and a cute face, she would've been popular, if her way of talking wasn't so rude. Also, puberty still didn't touch her body, it seems. Not that there are no guys who are into that. It's just that this way you might go to prison.

"But! The night was so cold and I felt so lonely… so I decided to sneak into your bed, senpai!" this cheeky girl said with a smile. Compared to her from a year ago, it's like she's a completely different person. Also, there's this way she looks at him from time to time. I'm not sure if she noticed it herself.
"I'm off to make breakfast. Nana, you want some?" I said.

The girl just nodded, while my friend said something outrageous.

"Hey, what about me, then?"

"For you," I said with a smile, "a breakfast goes without a question."

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The Umarekawari student uniforms were pretty plain, consisting of a white shirt, a red necktie and a black jacket coupled with formal pants. That is to say, there were no strict rules about modifications. For me, since the jacket was too tight, I decided to go without one, ditching the necktie as well.

On our way to the classroom, we found a familiar face. In my friend's case, more than simply familiar. The every-trustworthy childhood friend of his and the class representative, Alice Kozuki. Adjusting her red-rimmed glasses with one push, she looked at us, her glare still intact.
"Haru," she said, making my friend flinch. "I see you're not late this time."

And then, her gaze fell on me and her countenance softened a great deal. This time, I really understood why so many students admired her. She apparently had some history with my friend, Haru Mitsurugi, though I didn't know the details. It would be rude of me to impose like that, after all. A man must know his boundaries, too.

"You have my gratitude," she said with a smile, bowing slightly, making me feel self-conscious. A real man shouldn't blush though, even when praised by a beautiful girl. And Alice Kozuki sure was a beautiful girl.

Now, the class is starting I should better…

[] Pay attention.

[] Take a nap.

[] What's happening outside the window?
 
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