My name is Imazumi Rinnaeus, and I'm a transmigrator.

As a transmigrator, I naturally came equipped with a golden finger system.

My system is called the Dream Performance System. As long as I complete performances according to the script, I can receive rewards in the form of "tags."

Those max-level attributes, talents, skills, and even tags for health and longevity look truly enticing.

However, this damn system took over a decade just to activate, and the first script it gave me left me speechless.

Because this script... isn’t something one person can complete alone. It requires the cooperation of several girls.

For heaven’s sake, even in open-minded Japan, what decent girl would agree to this kind of script?

...

"My name is Nakano Ichika."

"My name is Nakano Nino."

"My name is Nakano Miku."

"My name is Nakano Yotsuba."

"My name is Nakano Itsuki."

Today, they accepted an invitation from a certain "great system." In order to achieve their respective goals, they decided to seek out someone with the surname Imazumi and perform the script together.

It’s just that this script... is way too embarrassing...

Hoshino Mi had never imagined that his childhood sweetheart, Eriri, would be humming softly in bed at night, looking at secretly taken photos of him.

Even worse, Kasumigaoka Utaha claimed she'd drug men if she couldn't woo them, Kaede and Suzu frequently impersonated each other, and a group of women in a band would occasionally call out Hoshino Mi's name while creeping about in the darkness.

Faced with these naive women, Hoshino Mi couldn't help but question whether he'd been too sensitive to them.