[System: You have failed to pass the test. Unfortunately, you now have only one option remaining. If you lose even this opportunity, you may be trapped in the game forever, so I hope you work hard to prevent that from happening.]

Trapped in the game forever? How does that even make sense?

Are you messing with me right now? You’re supposed to give me abilities and help me pass the test—how am I supposed to pass without anything?

And only one method left?

It felt like everything had already been decided, and the System was just pretending to give me a choice. I felt toyed with.

I was so dumbfounded I couldn’t find the words.

That old hag who secretly slipped the game pack into my bag—didn’t she say this? That if I played this game, my life wouldn’t be boring.

After playing the game, I could confirm that was true. Honestly, since opening my eyes, I hadn’t been bored. But I wasn’t having fun either. Being constantly manipulated just made me furious.

Who asked for this crap!

What I wanted was to briefly escape work and enjoy a life of freedom.

If I was going to become a noble in a virtual world, couldn’t I just be a regular noble instead of part of an assassination squad? One who lounges around with maids and servants attending to me?

That would make life happy, not boring. Anything would be better than this.

But the System wouldn’t let me off that easily. Somehow, it would order me to steal that ring.

“I heard from your father just how useless you are.”

Lost in thought, I snapped back to attention at the middle-aged woman’s voice. When I raised my eyes to meet her face, Countess Richmond’s gaze was as cold as the Count’s.

“I knew it would come to this. Now you have only one option left.”

Countess Richmond said the same thing as the status message. Like the Count, she looked at me like I was worthless.

What could this remaining option be? I had to listen to her words with tension. Please, let it not be the worst method.

“Seduce the target with your body. That’s the only way you can prove you’re part of our family.”

“…”

Seduce with my body… They say bad premonitions always come true, don’t they?

It wasn’t an option I hadn’t anticipated. But I’d set it aside because I didn’t think this game would be rated 19+.

After all, seducing with your body means… that.

I couldn’t even manage a proper relationship in real life—how was I supposed to seduce someone? This was absurd.

The moment I shook my head to refuse, the System read my mind and immediately displayed a status window.

[System: If you abandon this last opportunity, you will receive a penalty.]

[Penalty: The logout button will be disabled for 1 year.]

One year? Isn’t that too harsh? Since I couldn’t stay trapped in the game, I had no choice but to follow the System’s predetermined answer.

“I understand.”

I had no choice but to obey Countess Richmond’s command.

“Since we’re discussing this, we should start immediately. I’ve called a tutor, so you’ll need to follow her lessons well.”

When the Countess pulled the bell cord, a strict-looking middle-aged woman entered the room.

“This is Madam Olsop, who will teach you the art of seducing men. From now on, listen carefully to what she says.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Pleased to meet you, Miss Angela. We’ll begin your education now. First, remember this: seduce, but you don’t need to lose your virginity.”

“Is that even possible?”

I was relieved I wouldn’t be forced into *ntercourse, but was that even feasible? I had my doubts, but tried to reassure myself that this game wasn’t rated 19+.

However, the moment I heard Madam Olsop’s next words, my thinking changed.

“If you lack the ability, you’ll have to use it as a last resort.”

“…”

I was speechless at the irresponsible statement. I stared at Madam Olsop with an incredulous expression, but she didn’t seem to care about my gaze at all.

“Let’s end the simple orientation here and begin the lesson in earnest.”

When Madam Olsop clapped twice, the door opened on cue. Then masked men entered the room one after another.

The shocking part was that they were all n*ked.

“First, you must become accustomed to men’s bodies.”

What? What’s happening right now?

I naturally assumed the tutor would input new skills into me. Don’t games usually grant abilities to your body automatically?

Looking at the situation I was facing, it seemed I had to learn the skills myself. No wonder I wasn’t good at anything—I was just an ordinary person, Seo Ji-soo, through and through.

What is this…

Until a moment ago, I thought it was just a game, but seeing everything happening to me, it seemed like I’d actually have to sleep with someone.

If this isn’t a 19+ game, shouldn’t the System automatically block this? Like censoring the morning after, or just mentioning it verbally and glossing over it quickly, and so on.

I’m not much of a gamer, but in all my life, I’ve never seen such an irresponsible game.

I’ve never seen a n*ked man before!

I covered my face with both hands and tried to turn around. Then Madam Olsop grabbed my hand and forced me to look at the men.

“You mustn’t be shy. You need to become accustomed to their bodies before we can move to the next stage.”

There’s a next stage too? Seeing n*ked men was already revolting—just how far were they planning to torment me?

I looked at the men Madam Olsop had brought with bewildered eyes. Their bodies were diverse.

From pot-bellied to muscular. Their heights all varied too. But there wasn’t a single body type that was my style.

How is it possible that there isn’t a single one with the chocolate abs and solid physique I like?

Of course, there were muscular men, but something about them didn’t appeal to me. Since this is a virtual world, shouldn’t there be plenty of buff men?

It felt like they deliberately brought only scrawny, disgusting, or disappointing men before me. Especially what was between their legs…

The p*nis sizes varied. From ones as small as a pinky finger to the largest, which was about two fingers combined.

Why are they all so pathetic? Isn’t there a saying that what looks good tastes good too?

If they were going to bring men, they should have brought attractive ones—why all this talk about diversity while bringing only these mediocre specimens?

The target was already set as Count Lindsey. So why did I need to see such a variety of bodies?

I still knew nothing about the villain Count Lindsey. I only knew he was a wicked man with the power to destroy the Empire.

Did I have to receive this ridiculous education for that kind of guy?

I felt no s*xual attraction, so I had no motivation. This wasn’t training—it was t*rture. It felt like they were determined to torment me.

Feeling pathetic about my situation, I turned my gaze away, but Madam Olsop grabbed my chin and fixed my eyes on the men.

“Miss, look straight ahead. You mustn’t be shy.”

“Do I really have to get used to those bodies? All of them?”

Each one wriggled like a living creature, and it was disgusting, so I turned my gaze away, but each time, Madam Olsop grabbed my chin and fixed my eyes on the men.

“Since no one has seen Count Lindsey n*ked, we have no choice but to need many samples, don’t we? Among all these men, there must be one who’s similar.”

Every three days, the men entering the room changed. Madam Olsop was sincerely trying to help me, so I had to approach this with a serious attitude too.

It took a full two weeks to adapt to their bodies. I thought I was done seeing them and felt relieved, but I was wrong. A greater ordeal remained before me.

“Now that you’ve adapted, touch them directly.”

“Touch them directly? Are you serious?”

Angela wanted to believe the tutor was joking. How could she touch those disgusting things? The mere thought was horrifying.

“I am always educating you with complete sincerity, Miss.”

The tutor’s eyes were full of passion. She seemed to have a sense of mission to raise me into an excellent assassin (?) no matter what.

“I refuse.”

“You can’t refuse. Follow my instructions.”

“I said no. Why should I? There are plenty of other methods besides this one.”

“There aren’t.”

What do you mean there aren’t? As I tried to suggest another method, a status window appeared before me.

[System: This is your first warning! After 5 warnings, all opportunities will be revoked.]

If I don’t move as instructed, my opportunities will be revoked? What kind of unreasonable demand is this?

And isn’t 5 times too stingy? You should at least give me 100.

“Don’t you think that’s too harsh? Give me more chances.”

Even when I pleaded, the System continued to ignore my opinion.

[System: Please carry out your mission.]

The System said what it wanted to say and disappeared, as if there was no need for further conversation. No matter how much I pressed, tapped, or swung my fists at the air, it wouldn’t appear.

“What are you doing right now? Stop this pointless behavior and do what you’re told, Miss.”

Madam Olsop, who found my behavior distasteful, suddenly grabbed my hand. Then she placed it on the lower body of the nearest man.

My body froze at the sudden situation. The sensation of the p*nis I was forced to touch was vivid. It felt real, not like a game.

In a normal game, you shouldn’t feel skin stimulation even when touching NPCs, right? How could this be possible…?