Opponent: "Haha! I've made thorough tactical preparations! I'm determined to win this Pokémon battle!" Pank: "Your Gliscor's Toxic, Substitute, and Protect are very strong." Pank: "But what if I throw its Substitute in its trainer's face? How will you deal with that?" Opponent: "???"... (*This story has no restrictions on visas, moves, etc.)

[Gender Swap] [Girls Sticking Together]

Having transmigrated into the body of a girl, Mizuki Shizuka is taken to Tokyo by her aunt, who hopes she can live a good life there. However, those girls intrude into her life and gradually begin to plot against her.

Wait! I'm not writing any weird diary entries, don't come any closer!

On a street in Tokyo, three or five people were lying on the ground, covered in blood and wounds. Two people stood among them, standing out from the crowd.

A man covered in scars was lying on the ground. He threw the dagger in his hand to the blond man in a black cloak standing beside him and said with lifeless eyes.

"Come on, Manjiro, kill me!"

The standing man's eyes narrowed and he spoke.

"I won't kill anyone, today..."

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the man on the ground.

"If you kill me today, everything will be resolved. You don't seem to be an adult yet, so you'll only spend a few years in jail. But if you don't kill me... over there, do you see that gasoline barrel? I brought it today to dispose of the body. If you don't kill me now, that barrel of gasoline will be poured at your doorstep tonight... Or maybe even in your house, on you, your father, your mother... Hahahahahahaha..."

As the injured man on the ground spoke, his expression became more ferocious and his voice became more perverted.

The man standing aside looked increasingly unhappy. He turned to look at the other men lying on the ground, their limbs crippled and completely unable to move. He didn't understand how these people had gotten into trouble with this man, who also seemed to have some mental issues...

While the man named Wanjiro was hesitating, another man beside him stepped forward, picked up the dagger, and looked down at the man on the ground with an increasingly fierce look in his eyes. Just as he made up his mind and slowly raised his hand.

A loud roar came from the intersection.

"Stop! Don't move! I'm Officer Murashita of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. Drop your weapon immediately! Hold your head and squat!"

Entering a clichéd female novel world by accident. As long as he changes the negative perceptions of four female protagonists towards men, he can return to the real world with a reward of one billion. At first, Ji Mu thought this was a way to get rich, but as time went by, he gradually realized that something was wrong.

“System, didn’t you tell me that these female protagonists extremely despise men, and no matter how good I am to them, it would purely be a friendship?”

As Ji Mu looked at the few female protagonists in front of him, their cheeks blushing, their eyes filled with pink hearts, and constantly closing in on him, he broke out in a cold sweat, shrinking into a corner and shaking.

“I’m going to ask you one last time, are you really sure that this is just pure friendship?”

[Host, forget about friendship, do you know what a juicer is?]

Faced with the system’s sudden nonsensical question, he swallowed nervously, feeling an increasingly ominous premonition.

“W-what do you mean?”

[Just a friendly reminder…]

The system paused, its tone filled with helplessness and despair.

[All four of them are in front of you.]

…

If you were simultaneously pursued by beautiful girls with different personalities, what would you choose?

Only children make choices; normal people know to turn around and run.

“I can’t even handle one, let alone four!”

Ji Mu desperately clung to the doorframe and struggled in desperation before being dragged into the room: “System, save me!!!”