Chapter 1

In the year 2100, in a small two-bedroom apartment in the center of the imperial city of Z, the room was relatively tidy, but there were signs of dust from long-term vacancy. A loud bang echoed as the door was rudely kicked open, colliding with the innocent wall beside it, causing some dust to fall.

"I'm back," a voice called out from the doorway, lacking energy.

The room was empty, and naturally, no one responded. The person who entered had just spoken out of habit.

Outside the door stood a teenager, around fifteen or sixteen years old. He wasn't particularly handsome, but he had clear and bright features. It was June, the start of the summer vacation. After a long period of boarding school life, Wu Feng finally decided to come home.

Not to visit family, as Wu Feng's parents often flew abroad and hadn't been home for years. They left him enough money to live on and then ignored him, which led to his peculiar personality.

He threw his backpack and luggage aside, picked up his laptop, and quickly walked towards his bedroom.

"My darlings, it's been a long time!" he exclaimed.

The room wasn't much different from a normal one, except for the contents inside...

On the bed were pillows with anime girls printed on them, the table was covered with anime-themed mouse pads, the bookshelf held various light novels, and the walls were adorned with posters and wallpapers, all related to anime. It felt like stepping from the real world into a 2.5D world.

What would cause psychological barriers for ordinary people only made Wu Feng exceptionally excited. His lackluster eyes suddenly lit up.

"Altria, it's been a long time~ Ah, Kana, you seem a bit dirty, I'll clean you up later..." Wu Feng excitedly spoke to each anime pillow and figurine, completely free of the fatigue he had when he first entered.

This was Wu Feng's hobby: being a hardcore otaku! With no one to manage him, he easily became obsessed with anime and light novels, which are addictive. While others might still have someone to keep an eye on them, Wu Feng had no such restrictions and became deeply engrossed. He even changed all the bedding and pillowcases in his home to anime-themed ones.

The result was that he had almost no friends in the equally peculiar school, only a few who shared his interest in anime. But Wu Feng didn't care; for him, having anime was enough. The existence of anime had long surpassed that of classmates.

After greeting each anime item, Wu Feng began his daily routine: going online! The hobbies of otakus usually revolve around watching anime, reading light novels, and playing games.

"This is a survey to test how much you love anime."

A survey suddenly popped up on the homepage of his laptop. Wu Feng had done a few of these before, and as an otaku, he couldn't resist taking this one, so he started filling it out.

1 minute

2 minutes

5 minutes

30 minutes

"Damn, how long is this?" Wu Feng grumbled, clicking the mouse. The 30-minute survey covered hundreds of anime-related topics and included numerous short-answer questions. If not for some of the content that interested him, he might have already closed it.

For example:

Sword Art Online: Is it better for Kirito and Asuna to get married, or for Kirito and Asuna to be a yuri couple? (How can people of different genders date!)

Fate/Zero: Who do you think is the best match? (Kirei x Father Miki)

Future Diary: If your classmate Ito suddenly comes to your house and wants to be your wife, would you welcome her? (Love until death!)

Touhou Project: If you could live in the real world or a random place in the Touhou world, which would you choose? (This life, I have no regrets entering Touhou; in the next life, I wish to be born in Gensokyo, even if it means death!)

Kichiku Glasses: Would you be willing to participate? (I'd rather die than go!)

Sister Princess: Are you sure about your previous judgment? (You win... Lucifer, my soul is yours...)

There were countless such questions, and Wu Feng found them interesting enough to continue.

35 minutes

50 minutes

1 hour

"Damn, finally finished. It was interesting, but it's too much," Wu Feng sighed, leaning back in his swivel chair, exhausted after an hour of effort.

He had spent an hour answering 1,000 questions, including some short-answer ones.

"I wonder what result this will give me," Wu Feng nervously pressed the submit button, genuinely curious about the outcome.

The moment he clicked the mouse, two arcs of electricity shot out from the screen, startling Wu Feng. Just as he was worried about a possible explosion, an incredible result appeared!

The computer... blue-screened.

...

"This is ridiculous, the computer isn't that old," Wu Feng fumed, staring at the screen. Anyone who had spent an hour of effort only to have it wasted would be in a bad mood.

"This laptop is the latest model I bought last year; it shouldn't be so fragile. Did I get scammed?" With the money left by his parents, Wu Feng wouldn't have skimped on himself. This laptop was the "Alienware" he had bought last year.

As Wu Feng was fiddling with the computer, a ripple like water waves appeared in the air behind him. A pair of delicate, fair hands emerged from the ripple.

Feeling a chill behind him, Wu Feng turned around and, in shock, rolled onto the bed, huddling among the pillows. As he turned, he saw a pair of delicate hands extending from the continuous ripples in mid-air, almost poking out his eyes.

As he stared at the hands in a daze, the owner of the hands revealed half of her body. She wore a black one-piece dress, her pink hair reaching her waist, and she was about 1.4 meters tall.

"Ah, no way, she's really coming out. Am I really going to die because of a female ghost? I've sat in the main character's seat (the second-to-last row by the window) for six years, and I'm fifteen, the typical age for an anime protagonist. Give me some face, let me be the main character before I die," Wu Feng said with a mix of laughter and tears as the woman in the ripple was about to step out.

The pink-haired girl emerged from the void without waiting for Wu Feng to beg, and she immediately pounced on him.

It's over, I'm definitely dead this time.

Name: Wu Feng

Occupation: Otaku

Cause of Death: After sitting in the main character's seat for six years, he was killed by a ghost at the age of fifteen, just as he was about to become a main character. Before his death, he was a key member of the Heretic Inquisition's Imperial City branch...

The book ends here.

Just as Wu Feng was writing his own epitaph in his mind, and before he could finish the last word, his body seemed to collide with a soft, fragrant body.

"Ah~ (>_<), I've finally waited for you. After so many years, someone finally meets the criteria," a soft voice came from the figure in his arms.

Ah, isn't she a ghost? Why am I not dead, and... why is she so fragrant and soft...

She doesn't seem to be a ghost. Phew, I almost set a record for the shortest novel ever. Ah, why am I thinking about this...

"May I ask who you are..."

The figure in his arms murmured and then lifted her head, allowing Wu Feng to see her clearly. She had large, watery eyes, deep purple irises that exuded an unusual charm, and pink hair that cascaded over Wu Feng's body. Her beauty was absolutely stunning, far surpassing the few decent-looking girls in his class and even rivaling the anime beauties.

"My name is Sha, and I came specifically to find you," the girl called Sha, perhaps feeling uncomfortable, shifted her position on Wu Feng's body.

The movement made Wu Feng's face turn red. The girl's chest, pressing against him, gave him an electric sensation.

After all, Wu Feng was just a teenager in his mid-teens, naturally desiring the opposite sex, especially a beauty of almost two-dimensional quality.

Then... Wu Feng thought of a problem.

He was holding a girl.

He was holding a very beautiful girl.

He was holding a very beautiful girl who was only 1.3 meters tall.

...

This girl is a lolicon!

He had a reaction to a lolicon!

Wu Feng, who was undoubtedly a yandere fan, often mocked those who were into lolicons online. He never thought it would happen to him today!

Thinking of this, Wu Feng couldn't help but bang his head against the wall.

"Big brother... down there," the soft, lolicon voice came from Sha's mouth.

Wu Feng's body stiffened. Had his little brother already risen?

"Sit up, it's so soft and comfortable."

Bang, another head-banging sound.

Wu Feng, with a swollen head, didn't notice the smile on the corner of Sha's lips.

So, no matter the age or height, as long as the hair is pink, they are not to be messed with...

Little did he know, "pink to black," the more natural, the more terrifying!

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