When I first stepped onto the stage, I thought my plan was working perfectly.

The dazed expressions in the crowd were exactly what I’d hoped for. I thought I’d deliver my lines quickly and step down, and that would be it.

But the moment I opened my mouth, standing in the center of the stage, I realized how flawed my plan was.

The eyes filled with confusion, irritation, and surprise clearly belonged to people ensnared by the provocation of my Masochistic Brat skill.

Even a beauty capable of inspiring awe was meaningless in the face of the skill’s overwhelming effect.