[Anime Crossover] Jinjiang's Content Moderator Wanders into a Restricted Novel Universe

Hanai Nanako is a hardworking, dedicated Jinjiang content reviewer, spending all day slapping red locks and rejection stamps on unapproved scenes. Thanks to her natural buzzkill aura, she gets cursed out by both readers and authors.

Hanai Nanako's response: "I'll make do. What else can I do, get a divorce?"

But the resentment she accumulated by managing to piss off both sides accidentally triggers the System that approves explicit fanfiction.

The System grants her a collection of fanfic plotlines, and as Hanai Nanako pores over them, they start looking more and more familiar.

Wait... Aren't these the very scenes she's been rejecting all this time?

Well, this is just great. She's a fake alcoholic, so not only does she have to work like a beast at the distillery all day, but at night she also has to personally enter explicit fanfiction and fight her way through a cast of male leads all trying to get frisky with her. No, wait, she has to snuff out every inappropriate advance!

To be fair, they really are handsome and wild...

Ahem, that's not the point.

The point is that Hanai Nanako has decided to close off her heart and resist temptation. No handsome man will sway her!

Thankfully, no matter what she does in her dreams, it doesn't affect the real world...

Hanai Nanako's last shred of comfort finally crumbles when she realizes those men keep seeking her out, trying to make her remember something.

"Good heavens, I never wanted to get frisky!!"

And so they chase, she runs, and she can't escape.

The moment the men catch her, a huge red lock, unique to Jinjiang, appears on Hanai Nanako's wrist.

In a flash, history seems to repeat itself. Hanai Nanako finally understands how hard it is to be an author, and gazes up at the sky in anguished despair, crying out from the depths of her soul: "Please! Reviewer! Unlock! It! Now!!"

As for what it feels like to be locked away in the little black room...

Hanai Nanako and her harem of men can only sit there in silence.

Message: In this life, having a good time is what matters most.