Help! My Best Friend Transmigrated Into My Spoiled Fiancé

Help! My Best Friend Became My Spoiled Fiancé!

She switched from woman to man and became the capital's number-one hellraiser.

Me? I'm her actual fiancée.

By day: We put on a show of affection in public. I'm a model wife.

By night: We draw a line down the bed. Whoever crosses it is a puppy!

The elders keep urging us to consummate the marriage and have a baby.

Us: We're too close! Our innocence is more precious than life!

The whole capital thinks he's impotent.

Only we know we're just fake buddies, scheming for power but never dating.

I thought we could keep up the act in peace,

But then an accident happened, and the line we'd drawn became impossible to defend.

Before: We're sisters. If I fall for you, I lose.

After: ...Okay, I get it! This is actually kind of addictive.