I was reincarnated in a romance fantasy where the war-crazy tyrant emperor falls in love with the saintly heroine.

“The Emperor contracting a romantic relationship with the heroine and then falling in love is something only high society would gossip about.”

For a minor official in the imperial palace who couldn’t even become an extra, whether I have to work overtime tomorrow is more important. Still, living diligently like a good citizen seemed to reward me with a handsome boyfriend…

“Are you planning to hold hands throughout the entire relationship and only kiss at the wedding?”

“You’ll regret it.”

“I won’t.”

Can’t I just take back what I said?

For an extra, he was way too handsome.

“Rina, are you planning to seduce the Emperor and run away?”