Reborn into an abuse novel, the system demanded that I play the role of the tragic Sickly Young Lady according to the plot. But the moment I transmigrated, a pair of hands clamped tightly around my neck.
That’s when I realized the original Sickly Young Lady had been reborn in her second loop!
Not only had the system gotten the identity wrong, sending me into the body of a minor cannon-fodder villain who died right at the start, but it also bound the Sickly Young Lady Plot System to me.
The good news was that the Young Lady thought a body double was useful and spared my life. The bad news was… could this damn system stop urging me to complete those Sickly Young Lady roleplay tasks?
You say the plot deviation task failed? Nonsense—I’m not the Sickly Young Lady anymore! Besides, she was reborn precisely to change the plot and get revenge, right? What? Task failure comes with punishment!
So how was I supposed to play the perfect Sickly Young Lady while stuck in this villain’s identity?!
Moreover, as the plot progressed, for some reason, all those girls who had nothing to do with the Young Lady in the original story started clinging to me.
Weird—shouldn’t you girls be bothering the real deal instead of fixating on a little body double like me?
Later on, even the Young Lady tied me to the bed, planting one foot on me with a grim expression.
“Aren’t you sis? Surely you can’t bring yourself to strike down your old persona?”
“Hah, you wouldn’t understand. True revenge means crushing even the weak, pathetic version of myself from the past beneath my heel!”
The Young Lady’s gaze turned resentful. “Besides, if I don’t make my move, are you waiting for those sneaky cats to snatch you up and devour you first?”
