The F-Rank Guide Just Wants to Lie Flat, but S-Rank Sentinels Are Fighting to Claim Her

Shen Yu worked herself to death in the apocalypse.

After being reborn, she came up with a “lie-flat script”: an F-rank useless Guide with no ability to soothe, dumped at a remote outpost in the middle of nowhere.

Shen Yu was perfectly satisfied: eat, sleep, and pet herself. Perfect.

Until she casually stroked the rampaging mental form of an A-rank Sentinel.

The notorious black wolf rolled over on the spot, exposing its belly and purring with delight.

Every Sentinel at the outpost went mad.

The next day, the Alliance bundled up several S-rank, high-risk Sentinels on the verge of collapse and sent them over.

Shen Yu stared at the snow leopards, golden eagles, nine-tailed foxes, and more lined up before her, and fell silent.

Wasn’t this supposed to be a life of lying flat?

Shen Yu: ...I’d like to know, too.

[F-rank useless Guide x a pack of S-rank crazies]

[The mental forms all recognize her as their master, while the Sentinels line up to vie for her affection]

[The heroine just wants to slack off, but is forced to become the entire Alliance’s unattainable beloved]