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... > "Ha! Are you telling me to simp for the female lead until she finds her true love with the main character so I can return to my world?"
[Yes, Host. That is the primary directive.]
"The Host" stared at the translucent blue screen hovering in his vision, the text pulsing with a serene, maddening indifference. He sat in the private viewing box of the Golden Pavilion Auction House, the chirchiring murmur of the crowd below, a distant mess compared to the world-view turning logic in ...
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