[The blurb may be revised, but the essentials won't change: a System, face blindness, Yonghe Temple, and a protagonist who looks a little fragile but is actually incredibly strong]
Everyone who hangs around the distillery, whether they're real liquor, fake liquor, or cannon fodder, knows there are three great unsolved mysteries here:
Gin's nationality, Vermouth's age, and Brandy's thought process.
Wary of the codename "Brandy," a certain blond undercover agent met her for the first time:
Wait, no matter how you look at her, from the left, the right, above, or below, why does she look like an ordinary young girl?
Unlike him, she made no effort to hide her confusion. The moment she saw him, her eyes lit up and she slapped the table. "Blondie, is there anything you'd like to wish for?"
Vodka hurried to stop her. "Brandy, don't say things like that..."
Brandy: "What's wrong, Gin? You wished for all the rats to disappear, so I put glue traps at every hideout! Have you seen a single rat since then?"
Gin, standing nearby, had had enough. He cocked his pistol and pointed it at her forehead. "Brandy, shut up."
Brandy: "Vodka, you dare point a gun at me! I'm the same rank as your big brother!"
The blond agent stared at her, dead-eyed. So she was face-blind, too?
The next second
The girl's chest heaved violently a few times. Her eyes rolled back, and she toppled straight backward.
The blond agent was horrified. What! Did she pass out from anger?!
Wait, was this table already cracked from the start?!
You wake up in a laboratory with no memories and no idea where you came from.
A thing calling itself a System tells you that if you grant the wishes of 100 important people, you can get your memories back.
You: "How am I supposed to know who's important?"
System: [I've given you a golden finger. Only important people's faces won't be covered by mosaics, and the more important they are, the clearer their faces will be!]
The System is very pleased with itself, but you're despairing. Why can everyone else's golden fingers do anything and everything, while yours can only cover people's faces in mosaics? Isn't this some kind of psychological contamination?
But in order to recover your memories, the wish-granting world will welcome its god.
(Blurb revised for the third time on 2025.9.9)
Theme: Everyone is a unique individual.
