There Are No Shortcuts in Life

I discovered that my best friend had bound a study System to me.

All the results of my hard work would show up for her, while I was destined to fail.

And so my grades gradually fell, and my dancing skills slowly deteriorated.

And what about her? She could enjoy the fruits of my labor with a clear conscience without putting in any effort.

In the end, I summoned her System and threatened to make it malfunction.

How could I accept having my fate controlled by some mere System?