I transmigrated into a novel… but, why did I end up transmigrating 10 years before the original story?
To make matter worse, the place I transmigrated into was a prison, a place even more dangerous than a jungle.
I struggled and fought to survive, and after 10 years had passed, I became the leader of the inmates.
* * *
“Hey, Mint, easy there. Do it moderately.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
I was known as a good-for-nothing leader, however, becoming the leader in this wretched place has its own advantages. That was why I’ve come to accept it as a privilege instead.
“I could declare you dead on paper. But, you have to do one thing for me.”
“I don’t understand what you mean.”
And then, a chance appeared before me like a dream.
“If you help me, I’ll get you released.”
“What should I do, sir?”
The warden suddenly ordered the prison’s craziest girl to help him.
“Make the new inmate who’ll enter soon become the leader.”
This place was a prison, a lawless zone.
If I manage to make that person a leader, I will finally be released.
“By the way, it is the men prison you need to go to.”
“…What? How could I even do that?”
“Disguise, of course!”
The new inmate turned out to be the male lead.