Extra’s Life: MILFs Won’t Leave the Incubus Alone

I reincarnated as an extra in a fantasy empire. No title, no plot armor, no harem flag. Just a broke, half-demon laundry boy with bad luck and good looks.

Then my incubus blood awakened.

Now the Emperor’s wife moans my name in her sleep. The archduchess "accidentally" drops her towel every time I walk by. And the saintess—bless her—says it's her divine duty to drain my demonic energy... nightly.

I didn’t ask for this.

I came to live quietly in the shadows—but somehow I’m the Empire’s hottest scandal. The palace is a minefield of forbidden affairs, jealous heroes, and women twice my age whispering "Just one taste."

They call me an extra.

But at this rate, I might just rewrite the whole damn story… from the bedroom up.