I Really Didn't Mean to Eat

A gentle evening breeze blows softly, bringing with it a System...

Ding! Congratulations, Host, you have been selected by the Playboy System.

What about other people's money? My stomach has always been weak. Was I born destined to live off a woman?

Damn it! A person needs to have some backbone, especially a man!

I'm set on living off a woman. Anyone who tries to stop me can fight me for it.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.