The Most Hated Guide, Forced to Play the Heartbreaker to the Celestial Dragons

Do you know what a Sentinel-Guide story is? Do you know how Guides and Sentinels are connected?

Do you know what happens to a Guide who can't treat a Sentinel?

Min Huan hesitated. "Um... I really don't know, because I'm an alpha."

Min Huan has average pheromones, but she's an alpha who schemes for power in ABO novels... and occasionally toys with a young male omega.

She transmigrated into a Sentinel novel, becoming a Guide who constantly bragged about how good she was at treatment. In reality, she had no idea how to use mental healing.

Everyone was waiting for her to make a fool of herself and be torn apart by a Sentinel whose mind had been completely corrupted. That was the price she had to pay for lying.

Min Huan had only just started to grasp how Sentinels and Guides worked when she was locked in a room with a Sentinel on the verge of losing control.

She watched the Sentinel, whose cheeks were an unnatural red and whose eyes glistened with moisture.

The man seemed to be the godfather she'd claimed as her own.

She understood.

Guide = alpha. Sentinel = omega. A Sentinel losing control = an omega going into heat.

The alpha, a refined self-serving pragmatist, touched her own neck. Just before the Sentinel who had lost control lunged at her, she released her pheromones.

Just as she had imagined, the Sentinel's legs gave way and he sank to his knees, lips pressed even tighter together. He didn't even dare look at her anymore.

So why not treat more Sentinels this way? She only wanted to give every Sentinel a gentle treatment experience.

This one, then that one. This one is crying so pitifully. I'll treat him later. Let me enjoy the show first.

Wait, why are the Sentinels she's treated fighting each other?

Huh? A Guide can only bond with one Sentinel?

What! In this world, just letting them smell her pheromones counts as having played with them?

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