After Becoming a Cursed Spirit in an RPG

[The whole story is drafted and ready to go. I'm posting it now that I've finished half of it!]

Jujutsu Kaisen is a fun little game where you raise cursed spirits to reach the game's goal. One day, it unexpectedly released a full-dive version. Once I entered the full-dive game, I was like a horse let loose from its reins and started doing whatever I wanted.

Scene One:

To get the expensive little sunglasses belonging to a certain white-haired guy, I chose to...

make him pass out from the wonderful, enchanting smell of garbage.

Scene Two:

To escape a certain weird-bangs guy's supervision, I chose to...

lie on the floor, raise my arms and legs, and make a heart for him.

Scene Three:

When faced with a rich man known as the Sorcerer Killer, I chose to...

put him in a Wangzai outfit, the height of fashion from the most cutting-edge brands in China.

I thought my affection level would plummet, but then I noticed that a few of them started acting strangely.

The weird black-haired guy with bangs often looked at me while talking to Shoko.

I got it! He has a crush on Shoko, and he's hinting that I should help them get together. I put on a determined expression, stood up, patted Shoko on the shoulder, and walked out of the classroom without hesitation, leaving the two of them alone.

With both hands in my pockets, I disappeared into the sunset, my good deed done.

The white-haired boy often brings me Kikufuku and strikes up a conversation.

"Here, take the Kikufuku. It's not like I bought it especially for you. I just happened to be passing by, wanted some, and had a few left over that I couldn't finish, so I'm giving them to you."

Watching his face turn as red as a monkey's backside, all bashful as he looked at me, I clapped my hands and suddenly understood. I took a laxative from my backpack and handed it to him.

With a mysterious look, I leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"Constipation. I get it."

Theme: Freedom is sacred.