I Became a Beautiful Girl After Offending the Demoness

These past few days have been very serious. I've had a fever, pain, a cough, vomiting, and diarrhea—I've had it all. I can't keep going even if I try to write a few hundred words each day. I hope I'll feel better tomorrow. Why is my constitution so weak? I cried. Try your best, you must recover by tomorrow or the day after.

When I was a child, the delay in updating was only one day; I would update on Saturday and on Sunday. As I've grown older, procrastination has become even more silent. This week I'll update next week. Now, procrastination is the knife in my hand; I'm outside the door, and the author is inside. In the future, dragging will be like an iron fence; I'll be in prison, and the author will be in the sky.

I can't take it anymore. I've had a fever for a whole day and night and haven't slept a wink. I'll definitely send it today, and see how it goes tomorrow, sob sob.

I'm feeling a little unwell, I'll rest for a bit. Don't panic, it's a mild strain, and I don't have any serious symptoms at the moment. If I feel okay in the middle of the night, I'll get up and update.

To be honest, the high rate of abandonment is mainly due to the harsh suppression. After all, the author of this book is a full-time writer, and if the platform says "this book will no longer be recommended," it's basically over. If they don't start a new one, they can only give up their full-time job and go out to find a job, updating only out of interest (lol).

The completion rate is a bit low, so I'm a little worried about reading your books...

On the positive side: the author is still... On the downside: The author got punched by the catgirl.

Alright, enough thinking. This book's lifespan is pretty much over. Goodbye, I'm not following this author's books anymore.

Holy crap, this guy's an old eunuch! Everyone run! Don't look!

Tell me, have you become addicted to playing cards lately? Otherwise, why are your updates getting shorter and shorter?