Heo Wonyoung, 31 years old. The youngest elite team leader in the marketing department of a major corporation.
For several months now, he had fallen into an absolutely dog-shit situation, and because of that, there were quite a few times when he wanted to hit someone or smack himself, but…
He could bet everything he had that this moment was the absolute worst out of those few months.
“Hyung, who the fuck is this guy?”
This one was Ki Siyeon. He was a gangster.
“Why is some third-rate thug talking to me? Disgusting.”
This one was Baek Heegang. He was an actor.
“Ah, I may be third-rate, but I’m pretty confident I can cut your throat just fine.”
“Go ahead and try. Before that, I’ll cut off that arrogant tongue of yours.”
And these two looked like they were about to kill each other—no, they actually seemed like they were trying to kill each other.
“Stop it, you guuuys…”
The biggest problem was that Wonyoung, who needed to stop this fight, couldn’t act according to his own will!
Why? Because in this world, he wasn’t “Heo Wonyoung,” but “Narae.”
He tightly closed his eyes as he looked at the multiple notification windows floating in front of him.
[Currently under Level 3 Penalty “Forced Correction.”]
[Rae’s status has become “Enchanted” while surrounded by two handsome men. Cuteness will be added to his speech and actions.]
[Status: Enchanting (*￣3￣)╭]
For reference, all he could do in his unintentionally enchanting state was make useless noises like “Stop it, you guuuys.”
As if they’d stop with that nasal whining. Wonyoung just wanted to give his own mouth one good slap.
At the same time, the truly BIG problem appeared.
[※Mission Alert※]
Objective: Go on dates with the target characters.
Reward: One-time penalty exemption ticket
Target “characters”?
With all of them? Now? Dates?
“…Heeng.”
As he heard the nasal whimper flowing out instead of the scathing curse he intended, he thought:
I want to go home.
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