On the first day I dressed as the heroine of a sadistic novel, the system ordered me: "Please follow the script and torture the male protagonist physically and mentally."
I turned around and poisoned my cold and arrogant senior brother and kicked him off the cliff.
After successfully completing the first day's mission, the system issued a harsh alarm:
"Warning! You have targeted the wrong target - the 'male protagonist' you are targeting is the 'original female protagonist' of this world!"
Me:? ? ?
What's even more frightening is that three months later, the "senior brother" who should have been dead appears again.
Dressed in red makeup, lotus blossomed every step of the way, she pinched my chin and smiled softly:
"Junior sister, I liked the way you tortured me back then."
"Now, it's my turn."
