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System Bug: Heroine Forced to Marry the Villain

Why does the heroine have to marry the villain? It started just as a game, but now it's her new reality! Pandemic Year 5. Chiaki Spring is just freshly dumped from her years-long relationship. Humankind sees no future, and her working condition is miserable. She’s determined to start life anew by joining a metaverse called the Dome. Chiaki transmigrates into a strong and promiscuous heroine based on the action-adventure game she’s obsessed with. Unfortunately, System forces her to marry the villain character of the original game. Does Lance Hua put his heart into this marriage or view her as merely a tool for power? What big secret lurks underneath this scheming System? ================ Excerpt ================ "I'm not a sophisticated cook; my home cooking is so-so." "I can cook just fine." "Please split the house chores. With my guardianship duty, it's impossible for me to do the housekeeping alone." "Do you think I can't pay for cleaners?" Chiaki looked up from beneath her long lashes. "And lastly, um, don't force me in bed without my consent." The Evil Lord of the Northern region leaned closer, lowering his head until his dark irises turned blurred in her vision. "Do I even look like I want to sleep with you?" ======= This novel shares the same universe as my other novel, Taking Back This Battered World (TBTBW). However, you can read this transmigration novel without knowing the background in TBTBW first because I will re-explain the concepts and keywords as the story progresses. A bit spoiler: some characters from TBTBW will be briefly mentioned or make a brief appearance here. ======= Follow me on Insta: @heavenlyflower_sl Read my other novel: [FL] - shares the same universe as this novel Taking Back This Battered World ======= Cover not owned by author. Copyright goes to the artist who drew and posted it on Pinterest. Text made by logo design on Flamingtext.

HeavenlyFlower · Sci-fi
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148 Chs

White Ink Painting

Kayla's bangle clinked when she moved her hand. Chiaki observed the pattern. 

"You like this?" she flipped her hand in and out to show the jangling movement, but Chiaki noticed a white ink painting on her palm. The motive was abstract, but it resembled paisleys and flowers. 

"The painting. The painting is so pretty."

Back then in her original world, Chiaki knew some cultures had pretty ink paintings on body parts. She never had someone to do it to her, so she could only admire the motifs from social media.

"I can do it for you," Kayla's dulcet voice spoke. 

"Really?" Chiaki tried to be neutral in her emotion, but her eyes betrayed her. They were full of excitement, her face beaming because she imagined how beautiful it would look on her palm. Or palms, if Kayla was generous to make more than one painting.

"I can do it, but I need to fetch my painting from the room."