Trial Marriage Husband: Need to Work Hard - Chapter 53: Becoming The Backdrop

I created a game character.Instead of taking several perks, I added restrictions.▶Restriction (I): “Curse of Sensory Seal”─Permanently seals a chosen sense.─Choice: Sight, Taste, Smell▶Restriction (II): “Curse of Short Life”─You are born with a body doomed to a short life.▶Restriction (III): “Curse of Silence”─Speaking causes you pain.When the next day came, I couldn’t see anything.

This is a story about Sylvia and Fred.
I think young people should be high-spirited and wanton.
Everyone is growing up, but even though things are changing, those young people with love still shine, illuminating the galaxy and the world.
There is one sentence I agree with:
The Weasley Twins are the most Gryffindor boys I’ve ever seen.
They are brave and free.
I long for the light of twins, so I have this story.
Who wouldn’t want to be incarcerated at Hogwarts Nightcrawler with the Weasleys?
Don’t argue, you think.
This is the story of a silly college student crossing hp
I’m here to raise my head to guarantee a happy ending! Save all the troubles! No worries! What is it?
There are many private settings, all ooc belong to me.
I hope you love Little Sill as much as I do.

Content tags: Anglo-American derivation Soul transformation Traveling through time and space Traveling through books
Search keywords: Protagonist: Sylvia Tonks, Fred Weasley ┃ Supporting roles: George Weasley, Hoddle Waughlin, Draco Malfoy, HP everyone ┃ Others:

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What happens when, in the midst of struggling to keep up with life, you suddenly discover that you were a princess in a past life? Now, you're just a waitress with a drunken mother and a pile of bills to pay. But deep down, you know one thing: you’ll find the stupid jerk responsible for ending your royal life, no matter what it takes.Alexia POV:Then there are the spoiled, narcissistic rich jerks who think their daddy's car gives them a free pass to treat women like objects. Not today, Satan. These guys are like walking perfume ads with egos bigger than their bank accounts. I swear, they should just marry themselves—they're clearly their own type.When one of those jerks lands at my table, I can smell the entitlement from a mile away. I don't even wait for the inevitable sleazy pickup line or the “accidental” brush of their hand against mine. Nope. I pawn them off on one of the other waiters faster than you can say “unpaid rent.”

System, “You have a sickness. Moreover, you’ll have one in every world.”

Hao Ritian, “…”

System, “What’s wrong? Is there a problem?”

Hao Ritian smiled, “No, there’s no problem. I was just a bit excited.”

System, “…”

That smile intensified the system’s feeling of ominous foreboding. It has had this premonition since it learned the name of its host. Now it only prays that this is all its imagination!

Ps: Protagonist shou 1v1, the gong is always the same person.

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