Once upon a time, there was an author who loved all kinds of characters under his hands very much and gave them golden fingers one after another.
One day, he accidentally fell into his book, and then a woman who claimed to be the person in charge of him appeared next to him.
Under the instigation, prodding, and intimidation of this woman, he successfully entered the path of no return and hooked up with the protagonist.
Author: I'm so tired. Why am I being slapped in the face by one grassroots after another with such a good background?
Woman: ... Because they have golden fingers.
Author: I'm so tired, why am I being counterattacked by a loser with such a bad talent?
Woman: ... Because they have golden fingers.
Author: Then why don't I have a golden finger?
Woman: Actually, as a time traveler, you still have a golden finger? Moxibustion?? Trade Falcon Foundation?
Author:…
Woman: How is it? This kind of golden finger is most suitable for you who are fighting against the five scum.
Author: Peat, who wants such a shameless golden finger!