└[I’m part of the advance team that’s read up to today’s latest chapter. If you like clichés, I recommend it.]

On the brink of death, I suddenly began to hear these things called “comments.”

└[♪♩~ All those ♪♬~ child-abusing counts ♩♪ should just drop dead.]

They seem to sing pretty well… must be some kind of fairy.

└[Is this really a parenting story? It’s felt more like a survival tale for a while now.]

└[Please let this become one of those mother-in-law bonding stories.]

└[Nope, the saintess needs to awaken and head to the temple—let’s gooo]

└[Ugh, totally misled by the keywords.]

They keep trying to fit my life into something called “clichés” they’ve seen somewhere before.

└[Another regression arc… Even the reason for it feels overused. I’m out.]

└[Leaving quietly is proper manners, don’t you think? ^^..]

└[This is way too frustrating. I’m getting off here.]

└[Looking for catharsis here doesn’t make you smart—it makes you a psychopath.]

└[The villain is stressing me out. I’m done.]

└[Here comes the professional quitter again.]

Every day, these “comment fairies” ride in my head, endlessly boarding and quitting.

So to show them what a proper exit looks like…

I leapt right off the carriage.

“I’m stepping down!”

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