The Protagonist Will Now Drop Out

Synopsis:

└ [Reader who’s up-to-date with the latest chapter here. If you like clichés, I recommend this.]
At the brink of death, I suddenly began to hear these things called “comments.”

└ [♪♩~ The Count ♩♪♪ those who abuse children ♬♪~~ should all drop dead.]
They sing quite well, so I assume they’re some kind of fairy…

└ [Is this a parenting story? Feels more like survival genre.]
└ [Please let this turn into a comforting daughter-in-law type of story.]
└ [Nope. Time for the saintess awakening → off to the temple.]
└ [Ugh— Totally misled by the tags.]
They keep trying to match my life to these so-called “clichés” they've seen somewhere.

└ [Another regression? Even the reason for it is familiar. I'm dropping this.]
└ [Isn't it polite to drop quietly?^^]
└ [Too frustrating. I'm out.]
└ [Looking for satisfaction here makes you a psychopath, not a hero.]
└ [The villain is giving me too much stress. I'm out.]
└ [Oh look, the professional dropout is back.]

Every day, the comment fairies inside my head argue over whether to “get on board” or “drop out.”
To show them what a real dropout looks like,
I jumped off the carriage with a loud declaration:

“I’m dropping out!”