Why Does Everyone Want to Be My Kid’s Stepdad?

When I became self-aware, I discovered I was the vicious disposable extra in a BL omegaverse novel whose protagonist was everyone’s darling.

And the story was already nearing its end.

The bottom protagonist had won everyone’s love and was living happily ever after. As the extra who’d offended him, I was about to get what was coming to me.

So I ran. With an accidentally conceived baby on board.

Three years later, I returned to City A with my little boy.

I’d assumed I’d long since been erased from everyone’s lives here. Instead, I kept running into people from my past.

My ex-fiancé, who’d ended our engagement without a second thought, caught my hand, his eyes reddening. “You have a child?” he asked, his voice shaking.

My stepbrother, who’d always despised me, looked stricken. “If life out there was so hard, why didn’t you come home?” His voice was tight.

Even the protagonist’s brother, who’d once wanted to tear me limb from limb, sounded painfully careful. “Have you… been doing all right these past few years?”

I’d learned my lesson. All I wanted was to steer clear of them. I wouldn’t dare provoke them again.

But they kept appearing in front of me.

Gradually, I realized…

Hang on. Did they all want to be my kid’s dad?