A Gorgeous Vase with Max Combat Power [Infinite]

Chayang was found and raised by his grandfather. He had never once gone down the mountain, not until his grandfather fell seriously ill.

Everything around him started to become strange.

The dead tree beside the house suddenly sprouted new buds. In the middle of the night, vines crept and trembled as they wrapped around his waist. One neighbor after another went down the mountain and never came back. Before leaving, they told him to look after the house.

A baffling stranger, covered in blood, ran up the mountain and grabbed his hand, saying this was a safe house. Seven days later, the stranger vanished.

He could see everyone's affection rating toward him.

Everything was bizarre, including the gaze that seemed to follow him from the shadows.

[Oh my god, baby, you're so beautiful, and you've never even been in a relationship! You could easily have all those high-quality men wrapped around your finger! One hundred men's points will save your grandfather, and a 100% affection rating doubles the reward!]

Chayang: "Are there any tasks that give more points?"

[...Huh? There are, there are. Weirdness Descends. One instance is worth ten men.]

Chayang chose to clear the game while winning over men and reaping the rewards.

He shouldered his little backpack and discovered that the mountain below was crawling with strange ghosts and beasts.

[Welcome, player Chayang, to Weirdness Descends. Enjoy the game ^_^]

So the world below the mountain was the game.

The System pointed them out to him: [The owner of the youth hostel, the student council president, the top three players on the rankings, the teammate who suddenly appeared...]

While new players were still terrified of the horrifying bosses in each instance, Chayang was already charging against the current.

He barely had to do anything. He only had to show his face.

The cold-faced owner of the youth hostel tore apart the player who had pushed Chayang in front of an attack. His blood-smeared hand locked around Chayang's waist. "Be with me, and I'll protect you."

The gentle, refined student council president strictly punished anyone who broke the school rules. But whenever he encountered Chayang, all he could do was sigh as sticky black tentacles curled around Chayang's jade-like ankle. "How should I punish you?"

"By keeping you here with me forever?"

The top-ranked player, who never took anyone along, coldly dealt with the instance's troubles, then drew Chayang behind him, always keeping his safety in mind. "Don't be afraid."

Even his somewhat flippant teammate, after helping Chayang deal with trouble, buried his face against Chayang's neck. "I'll take a little interest."

Chayang glanced over their affection ratings one by one.

"99%."

Stupid straight men.

Stupid idiots.

A new player had joined Weirdness Descends. He was very pretty and timid. While the other players worked hard to solve the instances, he hid behind his teammates, behind the top three players, and even behind the bosses...

The players jokingly called him a pretty ornament.

But one day, they watched the pretty ornament push the man in front of him aside, grip a knife, and slash at the boss.

Everyone's affection rating was stuck at 99%, so Chayang couldn't get the final doubled reward.

He had no choice but to redouble his efforts.

He'd work hard to win over even more men ^_^.

[Content warnings]

1. The recipient is a beautiful, delicate, bad-tempered flirt. The men seem composed on the outside, but inside their hearts are racing so hard they think they're having heart trouble. They don't even realize they've fallen for him. A new type of "straight man" who loves sticking close to the sweetheart.

2. The sweetheart is delicate, and a little mischievous. While winning people over, he keeps chattering with his pretty little face and calling them stupid idiots and stupid straight men. (He won't insult them much, but if that bothers you, this may not be for you.)

3. A harem-style love rivalry.

4. Lots of descriptions of appearances.

Theme: Follow your heart.