Retire and Get a Wife Assigned to You!

One day, a huge piece of news suddenly shook the main world. At first, no one paid much attention, but what happened afterward left everyone dumbfounded. "Hey, have you heard? The Research Institute just opened a new division. Apparently, if you join, they give you a wife." "For real? How come I haven't heard about it? What is the division called?" "Maybe... maybe it's called the Matchmaking Division?" Rescue Department, Second Male Lead Division, System 520: … Can I just say that all I wanted at first was to recruit a few big shots to save some poor second male leads? Who knew that by the time the missions were done, even though they were completed, those big shots would always take more than they came for? Not only did they settle down in the little worlds, they even took the mission targets with them… Who was I supposed to complain to about this?! 520: Just destroy everything. I'm tired. First World: Yu Bei was the top man in the Male Lead Department. After retiring, all he wanted was to lie flat and coast through life. Whenever the little system urged him to finish his last mission, the thing he said most was: "Forget it. I'll just lie flat. Missions or no missions, it's all the same anyway~" His first move after transmigrating was to lie flat and grow delicious food to make life better. Just as the little system was about to lose all motivation and join him in lying flat, Yu Bei somehow got back on his feet without even realizing it. 520: ? Didn't you refuse to do the mission no matter what? What are you doing now?!!! He's fainted! Stop it already! "Huh? Did I really say that?" Hearing the question, Yu Bei slowly withdrew his hand from the second male lead's fluffy ears and replied guiltily. Come on, you didn't tell me the second male lead was a fluffy little tiger. How is anyone supposed to resist that? Guilty.jpg He's fainted, so what could he know? Just one little touch... shouldn't hurt, right? And his tail, hehe, his tail. I'll touch that too. The little tiger, who was actually still conscious: … shivered all over. Not long afterward, 520 stared at the dazzling 100% completion rate flashing on the system panel, lost in thought. 520: Didn't you say you weren't going to finish the mission? I started lying flat, and now you're telling me you got it done? Yu Bei looked up in surprise. "Huh? It's finished? I didn't even know. I just kept petting him, and then it was done." The little tiger gently rubbed his head against Yu Bei's palm and tilted his head in confusion. "Meow~?" Second World: Mo Yan was a big shot in the Elimination Team, accustomed to all kinds of bloody deaths. In his eyes, people fell into two categories: those who needed killing and those who didn't. So, on his first day in the new world, Mo Yan received his mission and decided to eliminate the target right away. 520: … 520 let out a piercing shriek. "No, you can't kill him!!!" Mo Yan asked in confusion, "Why not? He looks really easy to kill." Mo Yan was referring to the male insect who, as soon as he entered the little world, stripped naked and knelt in front of him, begging to be punished. Only after 520 explained things did Mo Yan understand. So he really couldn't kill him? Mo Yan fell silent. Nobody knew that the reason the big shot from the Elimination Team was expressionless and taciturn around so many people was that he had social anxiety! Asking someone with social anxiety to complete a rescue mission was asking a bit too much. But when it came to that pitiful little male insect, he didn't seem quite so anxious around people. Mo Yan: "… (silent) (stammering)" The little male insect: "My lord, is there anything you need me to do?" Mo Yan (beckoning him over): "Come here for a moment." The little male insect: ? (confused, but still obediently does as he's told) Mo Yan: "Let your antennae and wings out. I want to touch them." 520: …!!! 520: No, what are you doing?! Mo Yan turned around and showed him exactly what he was doing. 520: … 520 listened to the trembling sounds the little male insect couldn't keep from making beneath Mo Yan as he became sensitive and aroused, and fell into deep thought. Then it looked at the steadily climbing completion rate and fell into deep thought again. You guys sure know how to have fun! Third World: (fragmented Host) Li He was a big shot in the Redemption Team. He had faced all kinds of bizarre villains and had truly "seen the diversity of species." But he was sharp-tongued and disliked interacting with people, putting on a gentle front despite his short fuse. On top of that, he had one fatal flaw: he was a total beauty addict. On his first day in the little world, he nearly died because of a system error. (check) On his first day in the little world, he was betrayed by an ally and nearly died again. (check) His mission load was four times everyone else's. (check) Li He: "Seriously, what's wrong with you?!" With other people: Mental guidance can be done remotely. A mental link can be established remotely. You can silently dodge a handshake meant as a polite greeting… But with a beauty~ Hands? Held. Kisses? Shared. Temporary marking? Given. Confession? Ummmm. He'll agree as soon as he gets back! As for the mission progress bar, it was out there dancing like crazy. 520: … 520: No, I didn't even see the Host complete the mission. How did it suddenly get full? 520: (scratches head) I don't get it. Fourth World: I dunno, there's no outline. I'll figure it out after I finish writing. A little promo for an upcoming story: "A Dorm Full of Fools Transmigrate into the Insectoid World" As a writer of pure-love novels, Yixuan had been completely out of inspiration lately! One day, while fretting over it, his gaze happened to fall on his roommate walking past… Wait! His roommate?! How had he never thought of that before?! How had he only just realized that the people around him were practically templates for novel protagonists?! My inspiration models are right beside me! His was a mixed dorm, after all, with not only a cool, aloof science-and-engineering prodigy, an artsy anime fan and talented illustrator, and a rich playboy, but also a top law student and a patient big brother from the medical school. Basically, it was the ultimate dorm lineup! Not only that, every one of them seemed to have a story to tell. And most importantly, none of them seemed to be into women! Mo Xuan: !!! Now that's something I can work with! His inspiration exploded, and after half a year of nonstop writing, he produced a million-character novel that became a huge hit. The good news: His book was a hit. The bad news: He'd been found out. When his roommates came to confront him in a fury, he raised both hands over his head. "I was wrong." (A sincere apology.) But he still couldn't escape punishment… The good news: They calmed down after punishing him. The bad news: For some reason, they transmigrated into his book afterward!!! But there was another piece of good news: They had transmigrated into their roommate's novel, had already read the plot, and each got a wife. But there was another piece of bad news: That damn roommate loved writing angsty stories, so they and their wives were put through hell. The roommates: "Seriously, don't you think this is a bit much? So you and your wife are the only ones who don't get tortured? You're the only one who gets to torment us?" (pointing accusingly) Mo Xuan: (fidgeting) Well, actually, I tortured my wife too… The roommates: … The roommates: You monster! Bonus scene: Contributor: The illustrator In the art studio at home "Sweetie, lower your hands a little... yes, just like that. Now lift your wings a bit higher, and your antennae too. Don't curl them into a ball. That's right, just like that." Ying Jue's hands never stopped moving as his stylus raced across the drawing tablet. "M-My lord, are we... are we done yet?" The male insect, dressed in a maid outfit, shyly let his wings and antennae show. His body had turned pink from embarrassment. "Stay still, sweetie. Almost done..." Ying Jue could barely keep the excited grin off his face. Ying Jue's mental tentacles wrapped around the little male insect, making the corners of his eyes flush crimson. "M-My lord, don't..." The little male insect clenched his teeth, barely managing to suppress the moan that almost escaped his lips. The room was filled with a springtime scene that delighted the insects… Content warnings: [Originally titled "Fantasy Romance: The Big Shots' Retirement Home"] [The top is often doted on by the bottom, and the bottom falls for the top first] [An anthology of connected stories] [One-on-one romance, both leads have no prior partners, top's perspective] [Includes beast world, ABO, insectoids, merfolk, robots, sentinels and guides, and other settings. No pregnancy or childbirth plotline] [Both leads are powerful!!!] [Set in an imaginary world with no connection to reality. Please don't conflate it with the real world] [The author gobbled up the plot logic in one bite. Please don't flame me. Don't make me get on my knees and beg you!] Theme: Use subjective initiative to transform the objective world