I'm Mi Ji. I'm a guest of the enemy.
Beat up the second young master of the enemy's family who is not very noticeable.
Today I woke up in my room as always, this was my ninth rebirth.
The maid, the time, the crows flying outside the window, the food I ate, nothing changed.
The only thing that has changed is probably Mi Ji Beat Di Ke.
The whole text is a stream of consciousness.
And everything is my imagination.
Ooc serious.
Writing style neurosis.
Enter with caution.
The cp has not yet been decided, it depends on your mood.