Reincarnated As The Diabolic System

The result of that pill was so good that by the time Stan walked out, he became a walking Goddess who had fallen from the heavens. Everyone stared at the host for such a long time without blinking that Stan felt all the hair on his body standing.

He cursed under his breath. "What the heck is wrong with these people? Have they not seen a gu-ahem girl walking down a corridor?!"

Shane shook his head and decided not to comment on this. He stared at the radar screen.

As soon as the protagonist entered the building, Shane said, "He has just entered the building, walking toward the elevator."

"Got it." Stan nodded as he entered the elevator himself. "I'll bump into him."

"Tch. So cliche."

"Then what do you want me to do?" Stan scoffed as he clicked on the ground floor button. "Lick his boots?"

Shane rolled his eyes and said nothing. Soon, they reached the ground floor without waiting much longer.

When they were close enough, he warned, "Don't overact. Just act casually. You don't have to scream or yell in pain. Just a simple flinch is enough. The pill works better than my expectations."

Stan folded his hands on his chest and leaned against the wall. "I know."

Soon enough, they reached the ground floor as the elevator door opened, revealing the handsome face of a young man. His sharp eyebrows raised when he looked at a familiar girl inside the elevator. Perhaps, before today, he had never glanced at the girl more than twice. It seemed as if this scene was directly taken out from a manhwa or something where the protagonist was meeting his love for the first time.

The entire scene seemed to have paused. If it weren't for the soul inside the girl's body being a man, this scene really would look like that from a manhwa.

The more the protagonist looked at him, the more goosebumps he felt all over his body. He felt a trace of disgust crawling all over his heart.

He suddenly raised his head and glared at the man. "What are you looking at?"

Shane held his forehead. This damned host! That's why he never liked working with teenagers. They were always unreliable!

He had thought that perhaps the protagonist wouldn't like a girl giving him such an attitude. But then, he happened to glance at the man only to see the corners of his lips curving up.

Then the man said, "Why can't I look at a beautiful girl?"

He was flirting with the girl, wasn't he?

Unfortunately, the beauty of the scene couldn't be kept for a long time as a vein inside Stan's head snapped as he pushed the man away and rushed out.

He just didn't want to stay here and be increasingly disgusted!

While walking, he complained in his head. "What the heck?! System, I'm not going to attract anyone at all! This is so damn disgusting!"

"Good work."

"Huh? What did you just say?"

"You have successfully attracted the protagonist's attention," Shane spoke as he looked at the world setting and found the man's name. "Marvin's a masochist. He's the kind of man who likes a rebellious girl instead of a submissive one."

"F*ck!" The teenager finally calmed his anger when he crossed the street and mingled among the crowd. "That's so messed up!"

"Continue being rebellious after today. This strategy is unexpectedly better than mine."

"This isn't a strategy!!!!" Stan exploded. "I really am disgusted."

Shane shrugged. For some reason, he liked seeing his host suffering. He felt a trace of pleasure embracing his heart at the sight of his frustrated host.

Perhaps he was the masochist instead, not the protagonist.

Soon enough, he noticed a certain someone had turned away from the building and had already started following Stan. He nodded in satisfaction.

"Don't look back." Shane reminded him. "Marvin is following you."

"A damned pervert," Stan muttered under his breath.

"Not only that, he's soon going to catch up with you."

Stan took a deep breath to calm himself, but the feeling of disgust was so strong that the muscles of his face twisted. "What should I do?"

Shane thought for a while. Sure, the situation at this time was bizarre, but he had no choice but to force his host into acting like a girl.

Of course, it wasn't that he was against gays or anything. They were also humans with emotions. So he didn't think the current situation was terrible. It was just that the teenager's reaction was too comical.

He almost felt like he was watching a comedy movie going on in the background.

After thinking about it, he opened his mouth and said, "Let him follow you. Let's see what he does."

Although Stan didn't want to agree when he thought about the wish he wanted to be fulfilled, he silently obeyed without any hesitation. He endured, endured, and endured for a while.

But the protagonist's gaze didn't waver. Instead, it became even more intense, making the host stop in his tracks. He suddenly didn't want to continue being stared at in this way. So he walked over to where the protagonist was hiding and stood directly in front of the man.

Then Stan raised his chin arrogantly and said, "What the f*ck are you following me for?"

"Do you want to go out with me?" Marvin blurted out.

"Say yes," whispered Shane, but he himself knew that his host wouldn't agree.

Sure enough, the man opened his mouth and said, "No. What made you think I'll agree?"

The corners of the protagonist's mouth curved up. "I knew you wouldn't agree with your attitude. I just wanted to see that expression on your face."

The teenager rolled his eyes. He almost felt like he was instead in a steamy romance movie with the male lead flirting endlessly with the female lead. Too bad. He was the soul inside the girl's body.

No matter how much he would be flirted with, he couldn't be bent another way.

He shook his head and walked away, leaving Marvin stunned.

Stan asked, "What should I do next?"

"Continue the routine." Shane leaned back with a leisurely attitude. "Make the protagonist fall head over heels for the girl."

The teenager seemed satisfied with the way Shane said that sentence. If the latter had uttered that the male lead would have to fall for him, he would have exploded in disgust.

For the next few days, the routine continued to follow. As soon as it was time for the protagonist to enter the building, he would urge his host to reluctantly bump into the man in the elevator. At one point, the two people were even all alone inside the elevator, making Stan feel as if an ant-like shiver crawled up his skin.

Thank God the man didn't do anything.

One morning, when Stan was about to head out of the door of his apartment, Shane said, "You don't have to follow the routine now. Marvin is blinded by you, and it's time for you to follow through the first arc."

"What's the first arc?" The teenager was curious as he opened the door and walked out.

"First, go to a shop and buy a hooded robe with a silver mask to cover up your face. You shouldn't look like a girl after dressing it all up."

Although Stan didn't know what was going on, he agreed with what his system was saying. After a while, he managed to purchase a good quality hood from a shop nearby and a mask to cover himself up. When his entire body got covered, he didn't even look like a girl. After he was satisfied with his appearance, he walked out of the shop.

"What now?"

"Go ahead in the direction I'm mentioning now."

The teenager again complied. "I'm just curious. What's happening?"

"You really want to know?" Shane sighed. "We are going to ruin the villain's name first."

"Huh? Why?" Stan scratched the back of his neck. "Aren't we supposed to do the opposite?"

"To have a better effect," Shane purchased ice cream and ate it as he said, "we have to make sure we find the main villain. Since that person is using so much effort to set up a trap for us, we might as well be compassionate and fall for it."

"Why do you want to fall into the trap?! Shouldn't we run away first?" Now the teenager was really anxious.

Shane sighed, "You see, that's why I wasn't telling you anything. You're a fool."

"Hey!"

"We have arrived." Shane's voice successfully managed to distract the host. "Be prepared. You can just do what's written in the storyline for a while. When I say, run in a certain direction."

"I remember while reading," Stan was still walking down the street. "The first arc was that of a murder case of a famous builder, and the villain had to take the blame because he was the only one found inside with a dead body. Even the surveillance footage showed the same. So I need to go inside the ma building?"

"She. the villain's a she." Shane reminded his host.

"Whatever."