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

Chapter 28

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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ᮄᮘᮕ ᮣᮛᮩ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮓᮜᮕᮑᮢᮺ ᮒᮢᮙᮜᮜᮙᮑᮞᮤ ᮒᮜᮥᮕᮼ

ᮀᮕᮢᮘᮑᮠᮣ ᮙᮤ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮢᮑᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮞᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮔᮑᮝᮠ ᮑᮙᮢ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮔᮙᮣᮠᮕᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮝᮟᮣᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮤᮙᮖᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮑᮤᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮑ ᮓᮟᮟᮜ ᮒᮢᮕᮕ᮪ᮕ ᮒᮢᮥᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮣᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮖᮑᮓᮕᮣᮼ ᯛᮟᮢᮕ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮥᮣᮥᮑᮜ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮣᮤᮢᮟᮜᮜ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮝᮕᮑᮜᮣᮼ

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᮃᮟᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮕᮣᮤ ᮔᮙᮣᮘ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮢᮕᮣᮤᮑᮥᮢᮑᮞᮤ ᮙᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮟᮝᮑᮤᮟ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮘᮢᮙᮝᮠ ᮣᮓᮢᮑᮝᮒᮜᮕᮔ ᮕᮗᮗ ᮢᮙᮓᮕᮼ ᯗ ᮞᮟᮤᮙᮓᮕᮔ ᮝᮟᮣᮤ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮗᮟ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮟᮢᮔᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᮼ᮰

ᯗᮞᮣᮙᮔᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮟᮧᮞᮤᮟᮧᮞ ᮜᮙᮒᮢᮑᮢᮩᮺ ᯘᮙ ᯛᮥ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮓᮑᮣᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮓᮘᮑᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮟᮟᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮜᮥᮞᮓᮘᮼ

᮰ᮄᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮙᮤ’ᮣ ᮑ ᮒᮙᮤ ᮠᮢᮙᮓᮕᮩᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮑᮣᮤᮕ ᮙᮣ ᮑᮒᮣᮟᮜᮥᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮧᮟᮢᮤᮘ ᮙᮤᮼ ᯗᮤ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮜᮙᮦᮕᮣ ᮥᮠ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮣᮤᮼ᮰

ᮃᮕᮑᮤᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮙᮞᮔᮟᮧᮺ ᮂᮥᮑᮞ ᮁᮙᮞᮗᮡᮙᮞᮗ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮟᮩ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮣᮟᮖᮤ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮣᮥᮞᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤᮺ ᮖᮙᮜᮤᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮢᮕᮕᮣ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮑ ᮗᮕᮞᮤᮜᮕ ᮝᮕᮜᮟᮔᮩᮼ

ᯏ ᮣᮟᮟᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞᮣᮤᮢᮥᮝᮕᮞᮤᮑᮜ ᮠᮙᮕᮓᮕ ᮠᮜᮑᮩᮕᮔ ᮣᮟᮖᮤᮜᮩ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮑᮓᮛᮗᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔᮼ

ᯗᮞ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮡᮥᮙᮕᮤᮺ ᮣᮕᮓᮜᮥᮔᮕᮔ ᮓᮟᮢᮞᮕᮢᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮣᮠᮟᮛᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮥᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮤᮟᮞᮕᮣᮺ ᮣᮘᮑᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮞᮙᮠᮠᮕᮤᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮔᮑᮙᮜᮩ ᮜᮙᮦᮕᮣᮼ

ᯜᮕᮙᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮔᮥᮜᮜ ᮟᮢ ᮤᮕᮔᮙᮟᮥᮣᮺ ᮣᮙᮝᮠᮜᮩ ᮜᮕᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮖᮜᮟᮧ ᮡᮥᮙᮕᮤᮜᮩ ᮒᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮙᮞᮔᮟᮧᮼ

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮣᮥᮔᮔᮕᮞᮜᮩ ᮧᮙᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮣᮜᮟᮧ ᮔᮟᮧᮞᮼ

ᯗᮖ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮣᮓᮕᮞᮕ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮖᮢᮕᮕ᮪ᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮠᮜᮑᮓᮕᮼᮼᮼ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮧᮟᮞᮔᮕᮢᮖᮥᮜ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮒᮕᮼ

᮰ᯚᮕᮤ’ᮣ ᮗᮟ ᮕᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞ ᮞᮕᮨᮤ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮧᮕ’ᮢᮕ ᮟᮞ ᮒᮢᮕᮑᮛᮼ᮰

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮒᮟᮩ’ᮣ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕ ᮠᮥᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮂᮥᮑᮞ ᮁᮙᮞᮗᮡᮙᮞᮗ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤᮣᮼ

᮰ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮔᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛᯍ᮰

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢᮞᮟᮟᮞ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮣᮜᮑᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮙᮞᮔᮟᮧᮼ

ᯖᮕ ᮢᮕᮣᮤᮕᮔ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮓᮘᮙᮞ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮺ ᮕᮨᮥᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮞ ᮑᮙᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮜᮑ᮪ᮙᮞᮕᮣᮣ—

ᯏᮜᮝᮟᮣᮤ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮑ ᮓᮑᮤ ᮔᮟ᮪ᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮖᮖᮼ

ᯖᮕᮢ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕ ᮖᮜᮙᮓᮛᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩ ᮖᮜᮥᮣᮘᮕᮔᮺ ᮤᮘᮙᮞ ᮜᮙᮠᮣ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮡᮥᮙᮓᮛᮜᮩ ᮑᮦᮕᮢᮤᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮺ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮒᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔᮼ

᮰ᮼᮼᮼᯛᮝᮺ ᮣᮥᮢᮕᮼ᮰

᮰ᯝᮛᮑᮩᮺ ᮙᮤ’ᮣ ᮣᮕᮤᮤᮜᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮞᮼ᮰

ᯏᮞᮔ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᮺ ᮑᮞᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮝᮕᮑᮜ ᮤᮟᮗᮕᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮓᮑᮣᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮑᮢᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕᮔᮼ

ᯘᮙ ᯛᮥ ᮣᮜᮥᮝᮠᮕᮔ ᮟᮞᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮑᮒᮜᮕᮺ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮞᮑᮢᮢᮟᮧᮙᮞᮗ ᮒᮕᮘᮙᮞᮔ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮗᮜᮑᮣᮣᮕᮣᮼ

ᯖᮑᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮤᮑᮩᮕᮔ ᮥᮠ ᮥᮞᮤᮙᮜ ᮖᮟᮥᮢ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮢᮞᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮓᮟᮝᮒᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮜᮙᮒᮢᮑᮢᮩ’ᮣ ᮣᮜᮕᮕᮠᮻᮙᮞᮔᮥᮓᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮥᮣᮙᮓᮺ ᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮠᮢᮑᮓᮤᮙᮓᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮑᮔᮩ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮞᮑᮠᮼ

ᯖᮙᮣ ᮕᮨᮘᮑᮥᮣᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮟᮟ ᮟᮒᮦᮙᮟᮥᮣᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮂᮥᮑᮞ ᮁᮙᮞᮗᮡᮙᮞᮗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮘᮕᮜᮠ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮧᮟᮢᮢᮩᮼ ᮰ᮉᮟᮥ ᮜᮟᮟᮛ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮤᮙᮢᮕᮔᮺ ᯘᮙ ᯛᮥᮼ᮰

᮰ᯏ ᮜᮙᮤᮤᮜᮕᮼ ᯗ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮣᮜᮕᮕᮠ ᮧᮕᮜᮜ—ᮛᮕᮠᮤ ᮗᮕᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮟᮛᮕᮞ ᮥᮠ ᮒᮩ ᮞᮟᮙᮣᮕ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮥᮠᮣᮤᮑᮙᮢᮣᮼ᮰

ᯖᮕ ᮜᮙᮕᮔ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮣᮘᮙᮖᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮑ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮓᮟᮝᮖᮟᮢᮤᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮠᮟᮣᮙᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮑᮣ ᮘᮕ ᮜᮕᮑᮞᮕᮔ ᮖᮟᮢᮧᮑᮢᮔ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩᮼ

᮰ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮩᮟᮥᮺ ᮣᮙᮜᮜᮩ ᮗᮟᮟᮣᮕᯍ ᮉᮟᮥ ᮣᮕᮕᮝ ᮖᮥᮜᮜ ᮟᮖ ᮕᮞᮕᮢᮗᮩᮼ ᯒᮙᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮣᮜᮕᮕᮠ ᮧᮕᮜᮜ ᮜᮑᮣᮤ ᮞᮙᮗᮘᮤᯍ᮰

ᯚᮑᮣᮤ ᮞᮙᮗᮘᮤᯍ

ᮂᮥᮑᮞ ᮁᮙᮞᮗᮡᮙᮞᮗ’ᮣ ᮒᮢᮕᮑᮤᮘ ᮘᮙᮤᮓᮘᮕᮔᮼ

ᮂᮕᮝᮕᮝᮒᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮑᮒᮣᮥᮢᮔ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮔᮟᮞᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮕᮑᮢᮜᮩ ᮘᮟᮥᮢᮣᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮣᮤᮑᮝᮝᮕᮢᮕᮔᮺ ᮰ᯗᮻᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣᮼᮼᮼ ᮟᮛᮑᮩᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᯘᮙ ᯛᮥ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮓᮑᮤᮓᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮥᮙᮜᮤ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕᮼ ᮂᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮞᮟᮧᮺ ᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮟᮟ ᮔᮢᮟᮧᮣᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮑᮢᮕᮼ

᮰ᮂᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩᯍ ᯚᮥᮓᮛᮩ ᮩᮟᮥᮺ ᮘᮑᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮗᮟᮟᮔ ᮣᮜᮕᮕᮠ ᮡᮥᮑᮜᮙᮤᮩᮼ᮰ ᯖᮕ ᮒᮥᮢᮙᮕᮔ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮢᮟᮟᮛ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮑᮢᮝᮺ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕ ᮔᮢᮑᮗᮗᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮑ᮪ᮙᮜᮩᮼ

᮰ᯐᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮺ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞᮑᮜᮙᮤᮩᮺ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮙᮖ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮣᮜᮕᮕᮠᮺ ᮩᮟᮥ’ᮔ ᮠᮢᮟᮒᮑᮒᮜᮩ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮥᮣᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮤᮥᮔᮩᮼ᮰

ᯖᮕᮑᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮥᮞᮔᮙᮣᮗᮥᮙᮣᮕᮔ ᮠᮢᮑᮙᮣᮕᮺ ᮂᮥᮑᮞ ᮁᮙᮞᮗᮡᮙᮞᮗ ᮒᮜᮙᮞᮛᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮣᮥᮢᮠᮢᮙᮣᮕᮼ

᮰ᮂᮻᮢᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩᯍ᮰

᮰ᯛᮝᮼ᮰

ᯘᮙ ᯛᮥ ᮩᮑᮧᮞᮕᮔ ᮢᮕᮠᮕᮑᮤᮕᮔᮜᮩᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮔᮢᮟᮧᮣᮙᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮝᮙᮞᮔ ᮗᮢᮕᮧ ᮘᮕᮑᮦᮙᮕᮢᮺ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮓᮟᮞᮣᮓᮙᮟᮥᮣᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮣᮜᮙᮠᮠᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮧᮑᮩᮼ

᮰ᯑᮑᮞ’ᮤ ᮤᮑᮛᮕ ᮙᮤ ᮑᮞᮩᮝᮟᮢᮕᮼᮼᮼ ᯗ’ᮝ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮣᮜᮕᮕᮠᮩᮼ ᯗ’ᮜᮜ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮢᮕᮣᮤ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮒᮙᮤᮼ ᮇᮑᮛᮕ ᮝᮕ ᮥᮠ ᮧᮘᮕᮞ ᮩᮟᮥ’ᮢᮕ ᮔᮟᮞᮕ ᮢᮕᮦᮙᮕᮧᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮟᮛᮑᮩᯍ᮰

ᮇᮙᮤᮘ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮖᮙᮞᮑᮜ ᮢᮕᮝᮙᮞᮔᮕᮢᮺ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮔᮢᮟᮟᮠᮙᮞᮗ ᮕᮩᮕᮜᮙᮔᮣ ᮖᮙᮞᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮓᮜᮟᮣᮕᮔᮼ

ᯝᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮦᮕᮢᮗᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮔᮢᮙᮖᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮔᮢᮕᮑᮝᮣᮺ ᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮞᮟᮤᮙᮓᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮔᮔ ᮕᮨᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮙᮢᮜ ᮣᮙᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮓᮢᮟᮣᮣ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮘᮙᮝᮼ

ᯖᮕᮢ ᮠᮙᮞᮛ ᮜᮙᮠᮣ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮤᮟᮗᮕᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮓᮜᮟᮥᮔᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑᮞ ᮙᮞᮔᮕᮣᮓᮢᮙᮒᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮕᮨᮙᮤᮩᮼ

ᯛᮩᮼᮼᮼ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞᮑᮜᮙᮤᮩᯍ

ᮉᮕᮣᮺ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮠᮢᮟᮒᮑᮒᮜᮩ ᮑᮜᮧᮑᮩᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮜᮙᮗᮕᮞᮤᮺ ᮧᮕᮜᮜᮻᮒᮕᮘᮑᮦᮕᮔ ᮗᮙᮢᮜᮼ

ᯏᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮑᮜᮜᮺ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮟᮞᮕ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮞᮤᮢᮟᮦᮕᮢᮤᮕᮔ ᮑᮣ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮔᮟ ᮑᮞᮩᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮢᮑᮔᮙᮓᮤᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮙᮞᮞᮟᮓᮕᮞᮤ ᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢᮑᮞᮓᮕᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤᮼᮼᮼ

ᮂᮥᮑᮞ ᮁᮙᮞᮗᮡᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮟᮧᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮜᮑᮣᮘᮕᮣᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮨᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞ ᮥᮞᮢᮕᮑᮔᮑᮒᮜᮕᮼ

ᯛᮟᮣᮤ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮒᮟᮢᮞ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮤᮧᮟ ᮖᮑᮓᮕᮣᮼ

ᮇᮘᮟ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮜᮥᮢᮛᮕᮔ ᮒᮕᮞᮕᮑᮤᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮑᮢᮕᮖᮥᮜᮜᮩ ᮝᮑᮙᮞᮤᮑᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮖᮑᮓᮑᮔᮕᯍ ᮀᮕᮢᮘᮑᮠᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮙᮔᮔᮕᮞ ᮣᮙᮔᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮖᮑᮢ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮣᮙᮞᮙᮣᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮢᮝᮜᮕᮣᮣ ᮙᮝᮑᮗᮕ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮕᮞᮤᮕᮔᮼ

ᯘᮥᮣᮤ ᮑᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮓᮜᮑᮙᮝᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕ ᮑ ᮗᮟᮟᮔ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞᮼ

ᮄᮘᮑᮤ ᮤᮢᮥᮕ ᮣᮕᮜᮖ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮔᮑᮢᮛᮺ ᮟᮢ ᮓᮢᮥᮕᮜ—

ᯝᮢ ᮠᮕᮢᮘᮑᮠᮣᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮘᮑᮢᮒᮟᮢᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮥᮢᮕᮣᮤ ᮝᮑᮜᮙᮓᮕ ᮤᮟᮧᮑᮢᮔ ᮝᮕᮞᮼᮼᮼ

ᮇᮙᮤᮘ ᮣᮟ ᮝᮥᮓᮘ ᮞᮕᮗᮑᮤᮙᮦᮙᮤᮩ ᮖᮕᮣᮤᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞᮣᮙᮔᮕᮺ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮗᮥᮑᮢᮑᮞᮤᮕᮕ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮒᮕᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮕᮞᮔᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮓᮕᮢᮤᮑᮙᮞᮼᮼᮼ

ᯖᮕᮢ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕ ᮜᮙᮞᮗᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮟᮩᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮜᮟᮟᮛ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮣᮟᮖᮤᮕᮞᮕᮔ ᮙᮝᮝᮕᮑᮣᮥᮢᮑᮒᮜᮩᮼ

ᯜᮟ ᮝᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢ ᮧᮘᮑᮤᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮘᮥᮢᮤ ᯘᮙ ᯛᮥᮼ

ᮄᮟ ᮘᮕᮢᮺ ᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮠᮕᮓᮙᮑᮜᮼ

ᯏ ᮣᮥᮔᮔᮕᮞ ᮒᮕᮑᮝ ᮟᮖ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮟᮦᮕᮢᮓᮑᮣᮤ ᮧᮟᮢᮜᮔᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮣᮤ ᮓᮘᮕᮢᮙᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮠᮑᮢᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮜᮕᮕᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮕᮝᮟᮢᮙᮕᮣᮼ

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮑᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮣᮤᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕ ᮖᮕᮕᮜᮙᮞᮗᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮑᮞ ᮙᮞᮦᮙᮣᮙᮒᮜᮕ ᮧᮕᮒ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮤᮢᮑᮠᮠᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮙᮞ ᮠᮜᮑᮓᮕ—ᮟᮞᮕ ᮖᮟᮟᮤ ᮑᮜᮢᮕᮑᮔᮩ ᮟᮥᮤᮣᮙᮔᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮙᮢᮓᮜᮕᮺ ᮩᮕᮤ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮘᮕᮣᮙᮤᮑᮤᮕᮔᮺ ᮑᮖᮢᮑᮙᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮗᮕᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮥᮢᮤᮺ ᮥᮞᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮑᮛᮕ ᮑ ᮔᮕᮓᮙᮣᮙᮟᮞᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮔᮕᮞᮩ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕ ᮓᮜᮟᮣᮕᮢ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮙᮝᮼ

ᯏᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮔᮕᮕᮠ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮣᮟᮥᮜ ᮧᮘᮙᮣᮠᮕᮢᮕᮔᯈ

ᯘᮥᮣᮤ ᮑ ᮜᮙᮤᮤᮜᮕ ᮓᮜᮟᮣᮕᮢᮼᮼᮼ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮑ ᮜᮙᮤᮤᮜᮕ ᮝᮟᮢᮕᮼᮼᮼ

ᯝᮥᮤᮣᮙᮔᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮙᮞᮔᮟᮧᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮥᮞ ᮓᮑᮣᮤ ᮔᮑᮠᮠᮜᮕᮔ ᮣᮘᮑᮔᮟᮧᮣ ᮤᮘᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮜᮕᮑᮦᮕᮣᮺ ᮠᮑᮙᮞᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮕᮣᮛ ᮙᮞ ᮣᮘᮙᮖᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮠᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢᮞᮣᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮒᮟᮩ ᮣᮜᮕᮠᮤ ᮣᮟᮥᮞᮔᮜᮩᮺ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮘᮕᮑᮔ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮟᮧᮕᮔ ᮟᮞ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮑᮢᮝᮺ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮖᮜᮥᮖᮖᮩ ᮘᮑᮙᮢ ᮒᮑᮤᮘᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮖᮢᮑᮗᮝᮕᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮼ ᯖᮙᮣ ᮖᮑᮙᮢ ᮣᮛᮙᮞ ᮗᮜᮟᮧᮕᮔ ᮖᮑᮙᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮓᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮣᮘᮑᮔᮟᮧᮣᮼ

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮜᮕᮑᮞᮕᮔ ᮔᮟᮧᮞᮺ ᮓᮑᮢᮕᮖᮥᮜᮜᮩ ᮒᮢᮙᮞᮗᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮓᮜᮟᮣᮕᮢᮼ

ᯗᮞᮘᮑᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮜᮕᮑᮞᮺ ᮠᮜᮕᮑᮣᮑᮞᮤ ᮣᮓᮕᮞᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮘᮑᮙᮢᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮖᮢᮑᮗᮢᮑᮞᮓᮕ ᮜᮙᮞᮗᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮘᮕᮢᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤᮒᮕᮑᮤ ᮡᮥᮙᮓᮛᮕᮞᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮘᮕᮣᮤᮼ

‘ᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼᮼ’

‘ᯘᮙ ᯛᮥᮺ ᮙᮖ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮔᮑᮩᮼᮼᮼ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮔᮙᮣᮓᮟᮦᮕᮢ ᮝᮩ ᮤᮢᮥᮕ ᮞᮑᮤᮥᮢᮕᮼᮼᮼ’

‘ᮀᮜᮕᮑᮣᮕᮼᮼᮼ ᮠᮜᮕᮑᮣᮕᮺ ᮔᮟᮞ’ᮤ ᮜᮕᮑᮦᮕ ᮝᮕᮼ’

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮜᮙᮒᮢᮑᮢᮩ’ᮣ ᮓᮘᮕᮕᮢᮖᮥᮜ ᮝᮕᮜᮟᮔᮩ ᮠᮜᮑᮩᮕᮔ ᮟᮞᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮣᮟᮖᮤ ᮣᮙᮗᮘ ᮒᮜᮕᮞᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮥᮣᮙᮓᮼ

ᯖᮕᮢ ᮝᮥᮢᮝᮥᮢᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮑᮜᮝᮟᮣᮤ ᮔᮢᮕᮑᮝᮜᮙᮛᮕᮺ ᮜᮑᮓᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑᮞ ᮟᮒᮣᮕᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮞᮟᮤᮙᮓᮕᮔᮼ

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ᯜᮟᮟᮞ ᮠᮑᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮜᮙᮞᮛ ᮟᮖ ᮑᮞ ᮕᮩᮕᮼ

ᯘᮙ ᯛᮥ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮔᮢᮕᮑᮝᮙᮞᮗᮼ

ᯗᮞ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮔᮢᮕᮑᮝᮺ ᮘᮕ ᮜᮑᮩ ᮟᮞ ᮑ ᮣᮟᮖᮤᮺ ᮖᮜᮥᮖᮖᮩ ᮓᮜᮟᮥᮔᮺ ᮑ ᮗᮕᮞᮤᮜᮕ ᮒᮢᮕᮕ᮪ᮕ ᮤᮙᮓᮛᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮖᮑᮓᮕᮼ

ᯓᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮞᮟᮧ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮞᮺ ᮑ ᮔᮕᮜᮙᮓᮑᮤᮕ ᮖᮢᮑᮗᮢᮑᮞᮓᮕ ᮧᮑᮖᮤᮕᮔ ᮟᮦᮕᮢ ᮘᮙᮝᮺ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮘᮕ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮖᮜᮟᮑᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞ ᮑ ᮣᮛᮩ ᮗᮑᮢᮔᮕᮞ ᮟᮖ ᮦᮙᮟᮜᮕᮤᮣᮼ

ᯐᮕᮑᮥᮤᮙᮖᮥᮜ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮥᮢᮢᮕᮑᮜᮼ

ᯏᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ’ᮤ ᮓᮟᮝᮖᮟᮢᮤᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮕᮞᮟᮥᮗᮘᮺ ᮘᮕ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮟᮦᮕᮢᮺ ᮒᮥᮢᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮔᮕᮕᮠᮕᮢ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮜᮟᮥᮔᮼ

ᯏ ᮣᮝᮟᮟᮤᮘᮺ ᮤᮕᮞᮔᮕᮢ ᮣᮕᮞᮣᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮒᮢᮥᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮣᮤ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮜᮙᮠᮣᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮘᮕ ᮙᮞᮣᮤᮙᮞᮓᮤᮙᮦᮕᮜᮩ ᮗᮑᮦᮕ ᮙᮤ ᮑ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮞᮙᮒᮒᮜᮕ—ᮣᮟᮖᮤᮺ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮚᮕᮜᮜᮩᮼ

᮰ᯛᮝᮝᮼᮼᮼ᮰

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮓᮜᮟᮥᮔ ᮤᮢᮕᮝᮒᮜᮕᮔ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩ ᮑᮤ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮒᮟᮜᮔᮞᮕᮣᮣᮼ

ᯏ ᮣᮟᮖᮤᮺ ᮖᮕᮝᮙᮞᮙᮞᮕ ᮗᮑᮣᮠ ᮣᮟᮥᮞᮔᮕᮔ ᮑᮒᮟᮦᮕ ᮘᮙᮝᮼ

ᯖᮥᮘᯍ

ᯏ ᮗᮙᮢᮜ’ᮣ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕᯍᮯ

ᯘᮙ ᯛᮥ ᮣᮥᮔᮔᮕᮞᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮙ᮪ᮕᮔ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮟᮖᮖᮼ

ᯖᮕ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮟᮠᮕᮞᮕᮔ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ—

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮗᮙᮢᮜ’ᮣ ᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮖᮜᮥᮣᮘᮕᮔᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮗᮜᮙᮣᮤᮕᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮑᮥᮤᮥᮝᮞ ᮧᮑᮤᮕᮢᮺ ᮣᮘᮙᮝᮝᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮥᮞᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮕᮝᮟᮤᮙᮟᮞᮼ

᮰ᮃᮙᮜᮜᮩ ᮗᮟᮟᮣᮕᯍ᮰

ᯏᮜᮜ ᮔᮢᮟᮧᮣᮙᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮦᮑᮞᮙᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮑᮞ ᮙᮞᮣᮤᮑᮞᮤᮼ ᯖᮕ ᮒᮟᮜᮤᮕᮔ ᮥᮠᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮢᮕᮓᮜᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮠᮟᮣᮙᮤᮙᮟᮞᮼ

᮰ᮇᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮞᮟᮧᮼᮼᮼ ᮑ ᮜᮑᮠ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮟᮧᯍ᮰

ᯜᮟᮤᮙᮓᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮕᮑᮤᮕᮔ ᮖᮥᮢᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮙᮞ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮜᮟᮞᮗ ᮒᮕᮞᮓᮘᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮢᮕᮓᮑᮜᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮘᮕᮑᮔ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮢᮕᮣᮤᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᯘᮙ ᯛᮥ ᮖᮙᮞᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮣᮤᮟᮟᮔᮼ

ᮂᮥᮑᮞ ᮁᮙᮞᮗᮡᮙᮞᮗ ᮞᮟᮔᮔᮕᮔ ᮣᮘᮕᮕᮠᮙᮣᮘᮜᮩᮼ

᮰ᮉᮟᮥ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮣᮟ ᮤᮙᮢᮕᮔᮼᮼᮼ ᯗ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮘᮕᮜᮠ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮣᮜᮕᮕᮠ ᮒᮕᮤᮤᮕᮢᮼ᮰

ᯖᮕᮑᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮙᮣᮺ ᮘᮕ ᮢᮥᮒᮒᮕᮔ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮞᮕᮓᮛᮼ

ᯜᮟ ᮣᮤᮙᮖᮖᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮣᮜᮕᮕᮠᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟᮟ ᮜᮟᮞᮗ ᮙᮞ ᮓᮜᮑᮣᮣᮺ ᮞᮟ ᮞᮥᮝᮒᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮑᮢᮝᮣᮼ

ᯜᮟ ᮧᮟᮞᮔᮕᮢ ᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮣᮜᮕᮠᮤ ᮣᮟ ᮣᮟᮥᮞᮔᮜᮩᮼ

᮰ᮄᮘᮑᮞᮛᮣᮼ᮰ ᯖᮕ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮣᮙᮞᮓᮕᮢᮕᮜᮩᮼ

᮰ᯜᮻᮞᮟ ᮠᮢᮟᮒᮜᮕᮝᮼ᮰

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮗᮙᮢᮜ ᮑᮦᮟᮙᮔᮕᮔ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮜᮙᮞᮗᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮒᮜᮥᮣᮘ ᮟᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮘᮕᮕᮛᮣ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮦᮙᮦᮙᮔᮼ

᮰ᯒᮟᮞᮕ ᮢᮕᮦᮙᮕᮧᮙᮞᮗᯍ᮰ ᯘᮙ ᯛᮥ ᮗᮜᮑᮞᮓᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮜᮟᮣᮕᮔ ᮤᮕᮨᮤᮒᮟᮟᮛ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮑᮒᮜᮕᮺ ᮑᮣᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮓᮑᮣᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩᮼ

᮰ᯛᮝᮻᮘᮝᮝᮼ᮰

ᯐᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮕᮑᮢᮜᮙᮕᮢ ᮜᮑᮠ ᮠᮙᮜᮜᮟᮧᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮣᮛᮙᮢᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩ ᮧᮢᮙᮞᮛᮜᮕᮔᮼ

᮰ᯗ ᮖᮙᮞᮙᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮗᮟᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮢᮑᮓᮤᮙᮓᮕ ᮠᮢᮟᮒᮜᮕᮝᮣ ᮤᮟᮔᮑᮩᮼ᮰

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮜᮕᮑᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮟᮢᮧᮑᮢᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮣᮜᮕᮞᮔᮕᮢ ᮑᮢᮝᮣ ᮒᮢᮑᮓᮕᮔ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮣᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮕᮣᮛᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮦᮕᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮣᮛᮙᮢᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮢᮙᮔᮕ ᮥᮠ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮑ ᮜᮙᮤᮤᮜᮕᮺ ᮢᮕᮦᮕᮑᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮑ ᮗᮜᮙᮝᮠᮣᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮙᮗᮘᮣ—ᮠᮑᮜᮕ ᮑᮣ ᮓᮢᮕᮑᮝᮺ ᮑᮜᮝᮟᮣᮤ ᮔᮑ᮪᮪ᮜᮙᮞᮗᮼ

ᯐᮕᮞᮕᮑᮤᮘ ᮜᮟᮞᮗᮺ ᮓᮥᮢᮜᮕᮔ ᮜᮑᮣᮘᮕᮣᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮗᮜᮙᮣᮤᮕᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮣᮠᮑᮢᮛᮜᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮚᮟᮩ ᮑᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᮘᮙᮝᮼ

᮰ᮀᮢᮕᮤᮤᮩ ᮙᮝᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮙᮦᮕᮺ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤᯍ᮰

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮢᮕᮓᮤᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕ ᮓᮑᮢᮢᮙᮕᮔ ᮑᮞ ᮥᮞᮙᮞᮤᮕᮞᮤᮙᮟᮞᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮣᮕᮔᮥᮓᮤᮙᮦᮕ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮤᮟᮞᮕᮼ

ᯓᮞᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮑᮛᮕ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮩᮣᮤᮕᮝ ᮧᮑᮤᮓᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮙᮔᮕᮜᮙᮞᮕᮣ ᮣᮧᮑᮜᮜᮟᮧ ᮔᮢᮩᮜᮩᮼ

ᯜᮟ ᮧᮟᮞᮔᮕᮢ ᮣᮘᮕ’ᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮕᮝᮑᮜᮕ ᮜᮕᮑᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮑ ᮢᮟᮝᮑᮞᮓᮕ ᮞᮟᮦᮕᮜ—ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮞᮑᮤᮥᮢᮑᮜ ᮝᮙᮨ ᮟᮖ ᮙᮞᮞᮟᮓᮕᮞᮓᮕ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮑᮜᮜᮥᮢᮕ ᮙᮣ ᮔᮟᮧᮞᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮣᮙᮞᮖᮥᮜᮼ ᯓᮦᮕᮞ ᮑ ᮣᮑᮙᮞᮤ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮣᮤᮢᮥᮗᮗᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮢᮕᮣᮙᮣᮤᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮘᮕᮜᮠ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮗᮜᮑᮞᮓᮕ ᮑᮤ ᯘᮙ ᯛᮥᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮟᮩᮺ ᮥᮞᮣᮕᮤᮤᮜᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮣᮥᮔᮔᮕᮞ ᮜᮑᮓᮛ ᮟᮖ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞᮑᮜ ᮣᮠᮑᮓᮕᮺ ᮣᮘᮙᮖᮤᮕᮔ ᮑᮧᮑᮩ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩᮼ ᮰ᮉᮕᮑᮘᮺ ᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮙᮝᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮙᮦᮕᮼ᮰

ᮃᮩᮣᮤᮕᮝᯈ ᮋᮼᮼᮼᮍ

ᮄᮘᮙᮣ ᮗᮥᮩ’ᮣ ᮧᮙᮜᮜᮠᮟᮧᮕᮢ ᮙᮣ ᮣᮤᮢᮟᮞᮗᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮑ ᮣᮑᮙᮞᮤ’ᮣᮯ

᮰ᮃᮙᮞᮓᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ’ᮢᮕ ᮔᮟᮞᮕᮺ ᮧᮕ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮘᮕᮑᮔ ᮒᮑᮓᮛᮼ᮰

ᯕᮑᮤᮘᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮟᮢᮢᮟᮧᮕᮔ ᮒᮟᮟᮛᮣ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮑ ᮣᮤᮑᮓᮛᮺ ᯘᮙ ᯛᮥ ᮣᮤᮟᮟᮔᮼ ᮰ᯗ’ᮜᮜ ᮢᮕᮤᮥᮢᮞ ᮤᮘᮕᮣᮕᮼ᮰

᮰ᯜᮟ ᮞᮕᮕᮔᮺ ᯘᮙ ᯛᮥᮼ᮰ ᮁᮙᮞᮗᮡᮙᮞᮗ ᮢᮕᮑᮓᮘᮕᮔ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮤᮟᮠ ᮘᮙᮝ

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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