At my birthday party, three men with "Conquest System" panels floating above their heads all profess their love for me at once.
The domineering CEO hands me a black card: "Be my woman, and this yacht is yours."
The gentle underclassman holds out a model of a heart: "Senior, my feelings for you have never changed."
My deranged ex raises a chain: "Cici, you won't get away this time."
Swirling my glass of red wine, I leisurely activate the "Mad Aesthetics System" I just bound myself to.
"The three of you, the punishment for failing your missions... is electric shocks, right?"
"Want me to call you an ambulance now?"
The room falls utterly silent. Only the man sitting quietly in the corner smiles.
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There's nothing above his head, but he mouths to me: "Have fun."
