The Boss Could Never Fall for a Fool

[Please check out my upcoming novel: The Villainess's Final Act] Aomori Kei was sucked into a survival game with just 12 hours left to live. The survival methods recommended by the game: take down a Special Grade, unify the Jujutsu world, lie low and send the distillery organization to its grave, or win over all of Yokohama with top-tier moves. The survival method of a pretty airhead: Make physical contact with the BOSS. Hold hands to gain an extra hour of life, and hugs double it. You can clear the game without fighting any monsters. Sounds pretty good. Too bad the game's BOSSES... are a bunch of perverts. ↓ Stage guide ↓ Stage 1: Loved to Death by a Mean DK BOSSES: The Six-Eyed Prodigy and the Weird-Haired Guy, a best-friend duo who are both mean and deeply in love! Stage 2: "..." BOSSES: A ruthless silver-haired hitman and some unknown undercover agent... ↑ Bad ending and angst. Be prepared before reading. Stage 3: What Do I Do When My Childhood Friends Love Me Too Much? BOSSES: Kid Dazai, Ranpo, and the Hat Guy. Hmm... every single one is a super sweet childhood friend! Real World: What Does Their Argument Have to Do with Me? After clearing the game, Aomori Kei returned to the real world with an inexhaustible supply of life points. She patted her belly in satisfaction, ready to start a new life. Then, the moment she stepped outside, someone grabbed her by the back of the neck. "Got you," they said. ◆ Extremely out of character, Mary Sue, weak female lead, questionable values, and a ridiculous number of trigger warnings. ↑ Only for readers who don't mind any of that and just want to have fun. Please be prepared. ◆ Side story pairing: one-on-one with Gin (but in an alternate timeline). Please check out my upcoming novel, The Villainess's Final Act. In a chaotic border town, a middle-aged man was found dead in his home. Two days later, two young men independently came forward and confessed, each claiming to be the killer. The investigation found that they had almost nothing to do with each other, yet both were close to the same girl. Years later, on a rainy night, in an apartment beside the Thames, a woman held a cigarette lightly between her lips. Two lighters flared beside her at the same time. A message popped up on her phone: a genius artist had killed himself for love. Her fingers paused, then she turned off the screen. "Yuanyuan, what's wrong?" The person beside her looked over, eyes brimming with passionate love. She didn't answer. She simply gazed at the rain outside the London window. No one knew how many young men's hearts she had crushed as she clawed her way out of the mire. **The female lead is very, very bad. A harem Mary Sue with melodramatic, old-school tropes and every possible trigger. I wrote this because there was nothing else to read. Every man who appears in the story is a tool for the female lead. Theme: After the storm comes the rainbow.