One day, Feiya was inexplicably transferred from the Career-Building Department to the Romance Department.
The former was all about ambitious heroines rising through the ranks.
The latter was about lovey-dovey, clingy little white rabbits.
The difference was considerable.
Oh, and this time she'd also been equipped with the Technology Department's newest release: the Seven Deadly Sins System.
To vent her anger, Feiya decided to abuse her position for revenge. At the end of every mission world, she'd kindly give everyone one last taste of misery.
Including, but not limited to:
Stabbing Whitebeard in the back during the Paramount War.
Becoming a feudal lord's lapdog right after founding a village.
Seizing power at lightning speed after Inu no Taisho's death.
Unilaterally tearing up her contract with the lolicon doctor and taking charge herself.
Assassinating three classmates while the entire jujutsu world was gripped by panic...
Feiya: The brave play with the world first!
After completing seven mission worlds focused on romance and winning over love interests, Feiya returned to the Career-Building Department with flying colors and even got a promotion and a raise.
But her very first mission as department head was to return to those seven romance worlds and build her career.
Feiya: So what's my new secret identity?
System: I'm afraid the company's new boss is an environmentalist.
Feiya: ...So I have to use the old ones?
System: I warned you long ago. Leave yourself some room to maneuver, and you'll meet again someday.
That very day, Feiya stayed up all night on the mission-taker forum, offering a hefty bounty for a post titled:
"Help! How do I build my career under the watchful eyes of my powerful, corrupted ex-boyfriends?"
The System gave a cold laugh.
You can get away with it for a while, but sooner or later, you have to pay.
A long, long time had passed since that woman betrayed them, but without exception, each of them still thought of that beautiful, hateful face from time to time.
Tender, fragile, dazzling, aloof...
She had opened her own chest and offered them her heart.
But it had all been a lie.
She was a witch who wielded love as a pretext, ruthless and merciless.
She toyed with their feelings, then discarded them like trash, and finally vanished from this world.
They swore that if they ever saw her again, they would tear her limb from limb.
They would make her suffer the way she'd made them suffer...
Wait a minute...
That woman...
Why isn't she interested in men anymore?
Love is thread, weaving the fabric of her clothes.
Ambition is nourishment, shaping her flesh and blood.
Note added 2023.11.17
Message: A career is a woman's best beauty treatment.
