The System Is Trying to Make Me a Male God, but I Won't

I don't want eight-pack abs or 185, I like my belly. What I want is a leisurely and comfortable life, but the system wants me to dominate the shopping mall. I hope to be beautiful alone, but the system hopes that there will be a cloud of beauties around me. I don't want a big mansion with river view, I just want a small yard in the countryside. Don't force me to become a male god! Damn system! You and I are at odds with each other!