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You mean... someone like me—plain-looking, a homebody, a daydreamer, socially awkward, with no special talents, mediocre grades, an average job, and even a less-than-gentle personality—full of flaws, will encounter multiple beauties with different charms and unhappy childhoods in my transmigrated life. And they'll all be moved by my past and present actions, lowering their heads shyly, flustered in front of me, their faces flushed, saying, "I like you, please go out with me"? And then, because I reject them, and they can't beat me, they'll team up and lock me in the basement? Hmph! Fake! So fake! [Nightmare] sneered. "You dare to show off your petty tricks in front of me!" "Let me break the hypnosis spell on myself!" "..." "?" "!" "Wait, why am I still here?" "No, why are you all still here too?!" —————— (The author has two million words of completed works; their integrity is guaranteed!)