On the day I dressed up as a rich and famous actress, my best friend and I laughed like crazy.
The system says that as long as you save the villain and the tragic hero, you can go home.
We complained while making plans: "Pretend to love them to death and then run away!"
It turned out to be a failure on the first day.
The sinister villain pinched my chin: "I heard... You have a crush on me?"
The gentle male supporting actor pressed his best friend against the wall: "How do you want to save me? Huh?"
Later, they pretended to be saved, but in the end they turned against the enemy.
Fuck the mission failure—
We buy male models with yacht bags and prosper in wealthy families.
Until one day, the villain and the supporting actor blocked us at the same time:
"Have you had enough fun? It's time to go home."
