Explicit Stories Aren't Like This!

While working overtime, you transmigrate into an explicit novel, becoming the heroine, who is on call around the clock and has to fill in the missing parts of the story herself. Because of the explicit novel's author's kinks, you're not the one on the receiving end of all those scenarios. You're just a clear-headed comic relief character. You happily agree and cheerfully show up for work. And then Your senior brother stands before you, eyes brimming with passion and sweat glistening on his skin. Faced with him, you choose: A. Caress his ankle -- Help him set the bone without anesthesia. B. Make some late-night, grown-up conversation -- “When do you think Master will raise our monthly allowance?” C. Touch his most private spot -- “Wait, why is your spirit-stone pouch empty?!” You tearfully choose all of the above. Of course you have to take advantage of him in every possible way! * Because of circumstances beyond your control, whether your senior brother is practicing, bathing, sleeping, or undergoing tribulation, you always materialize in front of him right on schedule. It happens so often that even you think you've become a creepy stalker. Your senior brother's gaze grows stranger and stranger, and he starts avoiding you more and more. You're a little disappointed. Then one day, you go down the mountain for some experience, only to be sent back to the sect. When intermittent, low, breathy moans come from your own room, you suddenly realize that something is very wrong. * Main story told in third person * A work of office-worker madness. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. * Press and hold to bookmark and help the author gain speed. Theme: A beautiful vision keeps people striving forward