I apologize for the interruption, but please understand.

I witnessed a secret meeting between my fiancé and another woman. In that moment, lightning bolts race through my mind, and a torrent of memories comes rushing in. Wait? These are memories from a "different world"? Was I a reincarnator? And apparently this world is the world of an "otome game." But I've finally figured out the source of the discomfort I've felt since childhood. This world doesn't completely match the "game world." Well then, I'm sorry to my fiancé, but I'm gracefully withdrawing from this "game world," so please excuse me. ■This is a self-indulgent otherworld tale of a young lady ignoring the otome game while living in an otome game world, by a young lady. ※There may be cruel descriptions in the progression. Those who are uncomfortable with such content, please proceed with caution. (Currently there are none)