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The Female Leads Truly Loves You

Sam unexpectedly acquired a dating simulation game named "The Female leads Truly Loves You". He was quickly captivated by the game, which featured numerous beautiful female leads. Crucially, it was a harem-style game where the mc could maintain romantic relationships with various female leads and engage in sexual relations with them. Just when Sam thought achieving sexual relationships with these female leads was the game's goal, the ending shocked him profoundly. When all the female leads discovered the male protagonist's love for multiple girls, they exhibited inexplicably insane behavior. True to the game's title, "The Female Leads Truly Loves You", each one wanted to possess the male lead exclusively. The crazed female leads resorted to extreme measures, killing the male protagonist. They dismembered his body and preserved it in formalin. They decapitated him and kept his head by their pillows to accompany them in sleep forever. They drained his blood to create a specimen, ensuring they could see their beloved male lead every morning. ... Realizing his fate would be death, Sam chose to avoid these female leads. However, they seemed to possess magical abilities, always finding him using various means. Fortunately, Sam had a system. By thoroughly conquering these female leads, he could avoid the deadly ending and even gain enhanced abilities.

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You're the strangest girl I've ever met

"Alright, then it's official - Sam and Sophie, welcome to The Ultimate Human Department! From now on, we're all members of the same club, so let's make sure to help each other out~"

Isabella seemed extremely delighted, her eyes curving into crescent moons as she smiled.

But this expression was no longer enough to convince Sam of her innocence.

This girl was not simple, not in the slightest. Sam realized he had underestimated the complexity of this game world.

"So, can I leave now?" Sophie was not particularly thrilled. 

For her, experimenting with such a possibility was merely a challenge. She had no intention of investing deep emotions, as she put it herself: she was too poor, too impoverished to even spare a bit of trust.

Isabella blinked.