I stepped out of my room, gripping a broom, heading toward the third floor. I was still adjusting to my new body, but the overwhelming sense of not belonging suffocated me.

As I looked around, I noticed that a luxurious room’s door was left open. On the plaque mounted beside it, a name was elegantly engraved:

“Frosita.”

I let out a deep sigh.

“I’m screwed!”

I had found her room without raising any suspicion.

Summoning the system, I clenched my fist in frustration.

The usual annoying notification popped up, as if the system was mocking me:

My eyebrows shot up in shock.

But I quickly realized there was no point in arguing with this piece of digital junk. I sighed and asked about the map’s price.

I gritted my teeth.

Instead of continuing the argument, I started cleaning. The room was spacious, with a king-sized bed, a massive mirror, and a wardrobe filled with luxurious clothes. Books were stacked neatly on one of the shelves.

As I dusted, my hand accidentally knocked a book off the shelf.

I picked it up and read the title:

A smirk tugged at my lips, and I started flipping through its pages.

“Blah, blah, blah… the same cliché introduction in every magic-based world.”

But the next part caught my interest:

Taking a deep breath, I gave it a try. At first, it felt like an empty void, but after a moment… suddenly, mana exploded around me!

I felt it surging inside me like a raging ocean, flowing unnaturally—as if I were a black hole consuming everything.

A new notification appeared before me:

Name: Lin Noctarine (Transmigrator)

Clan: Noctarine (Partially Sealed)

Age: 13

Level: 1 → 6

Strength: 5 → 20

Agility: 8 → 25

Endurance: 10 → 28

Mana: 20 → 100

Blessing: Not Activated

Mana Gluttony (F) → An abnormal ability to absorb mana at an extremely fast rate and convert it into internal energy.

“What?!”

I expected some advantages, but this… this was insane! I could absorb massive amounts of mana in just four hours! Even the geniuses in the original novel took months!

Before I could process it further, Camellia’s voice called out to me:

I jumped up and quickly returned the book to its place.

Camellia eyed me suspiciously.

I lowered my head, feigning exhaustion.

She didn’t seem entirely convinced, but she didn’t press further.

A while later, we carried the food to the family’s dining hall. As I was leaving, the patriarch entered, followed by his wife, Arin, their daughter, Frosita, and her brother, Silvren.

The moment my eyes met Frosita’s, I froze in place.

She was smiling.

But it wasn’t a childish, innocent smile. It wasn’t sarcastic or even amused. It was just a calm, faint smile… yet it felt like it was penetrating my soul.

“Shit… why do I feel like a rat under a microscope?!”

Had the symptoms already begun?

I hadn’t even interacted with her yet…

Then, suddenly, the system popped up.

I silently gasped. But what I read next nearly made me slam my head against the wall.

I clenched my teeth.

“Damn you, you bastard…”

“You’re trying to imprison me. This is insane! You want me to kiss a 12-year-old kid while I’m 18?! Are you out of your mind?!”

“What else was I expecting from a shoujo novel?!”

Before I could think of a way out, a new notification popped up.

At that moment, I felt my heart stop.

“Huh?!”

Kiss !!!!!!!!

Fury exploded inside me.

But the system remained unfazed:

My hands trembled, and I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself.

“That insane author who wrote this cursed story! I know you’re watching me! Are you enjoying my suffering?!”

Then, a thought crossed my mind.

“Alright… if I’m inside this novel, there must be a way to turn it upside down!”

I tightened my fist and smirked darkly.

“I won’t be the hero of this shoujo nonsense… I’ll be its downfall.”