The NPC in the Torture Novel Has Slacked Off [Quick Transmigration]

My new novel next door, “Transmigrating as the Scum Alpha’s Boss,” is out! If you’re interested, please add it to your reading list~ There’s a kind of story called a protagonist-torture novel. It takes pleasure in tormenting the protagonist, putting them through so much suffering that they’re barely recognizable. They tend to enter the story looking noble and elegant, like a gentle breeze under a bright moon, but leave broken and battered. Every other character is an NPC created to torment the protagonist, waiting to be stabbed to death by the protagonist after they’ve been driven mad or berserk, and then written out of the story. “True pleasure lies in crushing beautiful characters piece by piece, breaking their pride until they become dark and twisted, then presenting them to the readers.”, An author of protagonist-torture novels. The NPC actors at the transmigration bureau have this to say: “Are you insane?” Looking at the scripts in their hands, covered in mosaicked-out text, they wear the same expression as the old man staring at his phone on the subway, and decide to slack off and do only the bare minimum. * A cornered academic genius × a rich playboy with unusual tastes. System: “You’re a playboy with unusual tastes, exceptionally skilled at playing the ‘master.’ You sign a contract with the protagonist and torment him physically and emotionally within the terms of the agreement, until he completely turns dark and dies with you.” Playboy: “So I have unusual tastes and I’m exceptionally ‘skilled,’ huh?” He looks at the beautiful academic genius at the door, whose face is ashen. “Uh, should we agree on a safeword first?” System: “?” You tell me, does that sound professional or not? * A major general of the Insectoid race forced into marriage × a brutal male insect with a uniform fetish. System: “You’re a cruel and violent male insect. Using the suppression of your pheromones, you make all kinds of unreasonable demands of your female spouse, ultimately destroying his career and turning him from a major general like a bright moon in the sky into a sinister, ruthless madman.” Male insect: “So I make unreasonable demands, huh?” He looks at the cool, tense major general. “Uh, when we’re doing it, could you wear your uniform?” System: “?” You tell me, is that unreasonable or not? * A tutor to the emperor with disabled legs × a young emperor who studied history before returning to the past. System: “You’re a foolish ruler who can’t tell the loyal from the treacherous and abuses your teacher.” Young emperor: “Yeah, I know. I got full marks in history.” System: “…” “You’re going to make the imperial tutor kneel until he can’t take it anymore and passes out.” Emperor: “Make him kneel, then he passes out, right?” He looks at the imperial tutor, who’s been kneeling for ages with his eyes shut, waiting to die. “Uh, Teacher, the cushion on the bed is softer. If you have to kneel, want to kneel on that?” System: “?” You tell me, did he make him kneel or not? * Tortured, but not entirely. The System sadly realizes that although it works hard to restrict its Hosts’ actions according to the story’s torture points, in the end every protagonist is physically and mentally healthy, and happily cuddles up with the NPCs. Some even show a pathological dependence on NPCs who were supposed to die and leave the story. #Where did it all go wrong?# #Hosts, stop slacking off!# This is a collection of stories. Each world may be revised before it’s updated. I’m not a full-time author. I update daily most of the time, but overtime is unpredictable. Content warnings: The order of the stories in the blurb differs slightly from their order in the novel. All settings are fictional, including the laws and medical details. Please don’t compare them to reality. They’re not being changed because they’re needed for the plot. Readers who are extremely sensitive to intense BDSM themes should proceed with caution. Both leads have limited abilities and are imperfect. They have feelings for each other, but the affection is largely one-sided at first. A preview of “Transmigrating Back to When My Wife, the Governor, Was Down on His Luck” Also known as “The Governor’s White Moonlight Turns Out to Be Me” Ye Zheng and Shen Jingchu have been married for seven years. They treat each other with “icy” respect and have exchanged fewer than ten words. Ye Zheng is the empire’s youngest major general, while Shen Jingchu is the youngest governor in the cabinet. They belong to opposing factions and clash politically. Their marriage was purely a political arrangement, and they were forced together. They can barely stand each other. Ye Zheng even said publicly when Shen Jingchu came up, “If I could go back in time, I’d personally put an end to his political career before he had a chance to rise.” Then he really did travel through time. Not all at once, but every night. During the day, he’s the empire’s major general and Shen Jingchu’s husband. Every night, he transmigrates into the body of a worthless playboy on a remote planet who bullies men and women alike. And on this planet, there’s a lower-class citizen named Shen Jingchu. Ye Zheng: “I’ll use this chance to stop him from studying and joining the cabinet, and cut off this threat before it grows.” But when he meets Shen Jingchu, the young governor is working as a waiter at a banquet. A guest dumps a drink over his head. The liquid runs down his pale cheeks and drips onto his washed-out shirt. Bruises cover his collarbones and back, and chilblains are clearly visible on his hands. At this point, he isn’t even allowed to study. * Ye Zheng changes his mind. He’ll use his nightly transmigrations to win over the governor, care for him, soften him up, and try to draw him into his own faction. His efforts work remarkably well. The cold beauty grows more and more tender, even leaning on him to sleep and taking his advice without question. But why is the little governor at night so sweet, while the icy governor at home during the day has suddenly melted too? Theme: Treat others kindly, and you’ll be treating yourself kindly too