They Promised to Hate Men, So Why Are Their Eyes Sparkling with Hearts?

Chapter 120

They Promised to Hate Men, So Why Are Their Eyes Sparkling with Hearts?

After accidentally transmigrating into a novel world blending cliché romance tropes, Ji Mu is given a mission: change the four female leads’ negative perceptions of men, and he’ll return to the real world with a 100-million reward. What seemed like easy money soon takes a bizarre turn. “System, didn’t you say these heroines despise men so much that even the closest relationships would stay purely platonic?” Staring at the blushing, heart-eyed women closing in on him, Ji Mu breaks into a cold sweat, trembling in the corner. “Let me ask you one last time—are you absolutely sure this is just friendship?!” [Host, forget friendship for a second. Do you know what a ‘juicer’ is?] The system’s sudden, cryptic question makes him gulp, dread pooling in his gut. “W-what do you mean?” [Just a friendly warning…] The system pauses, its tone dripping with resignation. [All four of them are.] … If four wildly different, juicer-type beauties set their sights on you at once, what would you do? Only a child would try to choose—any sane person would bolt. “I can’t handle even one, let alone four!” Clutching the doorframe in a desperate last stand before being dragged into the room, Ji Mu wails: “SYSTEM, SAVE MEEEE!!!”

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They Promised to Hate Men, So Why Are Their Eyes Sparkling with Hearts?

After accidentally transmigrating into a novel world blending cliché romance tropes, Ji Mu is given a mission: change the four female leads’ negative perceptions of men, and he’ll return to the real world with a 100-million reward. What seemed like easy money soon takes a bizarre turn. “System, didn’t you say these heroines despise men so much that even the closest relationships would stay purely platonic?” Staring at the blushing, heart-eyed women closing in on him, Ji Mu breaks into a cold sweat, trembling in the corner. “Let me ask you one last time—are you absolutely sure this is just friendship?!” [Host, forget friendship for a second. Do you know what a ‘juicer’ is?] The system’s sudden, cryptic question makes him gulp, dread pooling in his gut. “W-what do you mean?” [Just a friendly warning…] The system pauses, its tone dripping with resignation. [All four of them are.] … If four wildly different, juicer-type beauties set their sights on you at once, what would you do? Only a child would try to choose—any sane person would bolt. “I can’t handle even one, let alone four!” Clutching the doorframe in a desperate last stand before being dragged into the room, Ji Mu wails: “SYSTEM, SAVE MEEEE!!!”

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