"You took my dearest family, stole my closest friends, and snatched away the one I love. One day, I'll make Bai Sha pay for it all."
"Then... how do you plan to settle the score?" asked "Bai Sha," who had transmigrated into a weapon-wielding game and was now trembling timidly behind an Infiltrator Mask that muddled people's perceptions.
"Imprisonment, hypnosis, and a fire poker." Xing Ling gazed at the sparks dancing above the campfire, her eyes sparkling as she answered seriously.
One day...
With her mask removed, "Bai Sha" raised both hands, tears in her eyes. "At least... at least don't use the fire poker."
--- Several years later ---
"And this is what you call being faithful?" The white-haired heroine looked at the several girls standing beside "herself" and questioned a certain little orange.
"But as I see it, you were the one using your body to flirt with them. If anyone owes an apology, it's you who owes one to me," protested the orange girl.
"I see. Then I'll have to make it up to you properly. Don't cry tonight, my little Juju~."
"I'm doomed, Juju. I'm really doomed," thought a certain young lady, who was still white-haired for now.
