The tea task is completed.

  Back to the original world.

  Bullied him to death.

  Life is fulfilling.

  What a beautiful simple happy life.

  No hitches at all.

  Very happy.

  Simply simple.

  Delicious and flavorful.

  In pairs.

  There are too many people who procrastinate and it's really annoying to write about them.

  Why say so much when you don't even want to watch?

  Can't you eat quickly?

  I love writing whatever I want, if you don't like it then don't read it, and stop bothering me with your annoying comments.

  I'm so fed up with all the noise, forget about my manuscript fee, forget about setting up a frame, apologize to the editor, just look at some of you guys chattering every day.

  I don't drive, forcing me not to drive.

  I'm driving, and this old man is honking at me, saying I'm going too fast, disgusting

  I don't want to abuse him, his mother forced me to write a non-abusive male lead.

  I want to abuse, but why the hell do I have to abuse, can't sweet articles be good?

  Some people really find it hard to serve others even when they are in a subordinate position?

  You like watching what then go watch it, put on me this nonsense, I just have this style, I like writing like this, I love writing like this, bothering you?

  I originally wanted to write it well and finish it, but I've been sprayed for a long time. I want to persist, at least to be worthy of the fairy sisters who like my article, but some people are not happy about it.

  This is cyber violence, isn't it?

  Do you think typing is easy?

  Did it just come out casually?

  What's wrong with your brain?

  Are they all nonsense?

  I've been listening to your nagging every day, I've been holding back these words for a long time.

  If you like it, watch it; if not, just leave, why come up with so many disgusting words to attack me.

  This book was not written to completion, all thanks to certain groups.

  I was left speechless on the spot, spiraling upwards with a slap in the face, okay?????

  Can't you see my receding hairline, can't you see me scratching my ears and cheeks when I'm typing? You can spray anything, but I'd rather go play King of Glory than write articles.

  The money he earned was much more than this, and I was so angry that I couldn't be good.

  Incidentally, I'd like to apologize to all the little fairy ladies. This article may not be continued, and I'm deeply sorry for that. I know this behavior is very bad and disappointing to those who liked it, but the child really can't hold on anymore. Every day, racking my brains to finish writing and sending it out, only to see some people scolding and distorting the meaning of my article, it's heartbreaking and distressing. The feeling is really suffocating.

  I actually coded this final chapter out a long time ago.

  It has never been sent out, but tonight's mood is really collapsing.

  I originally wrote a yandere character setting, and yanderes are inherently terrifying existences that one should absolutely avoid in reality. However, they do appear frequently in fiction, and I get scolded for having a disgusting and trashy male lead.

  It's written like it's not a yandere, but someone will say: Is this even a yandere?

  Written like a sickeningly sweet novel, disgusting: male lead is gross

  It's really hard for me to watch, it's that kind of helplessness that can't be expressed.

  After all, the reader said so, you can't refute it, and you have to bear with it.

  This is the most humiliated I've felt in all these years of writing.

  Still been wronged for so long.

  It's really true, my mood is a mixture of five flavors.

  I'm not someone who can't handle things mentally either.

  But I am just an ordinary person.

  Recently, every time I post one chapter, someone scolds me for one chapter.

  I don't know why either

  If you dislike it so much, then don't watch it, but instead you keep watching and scolding me.

  Both resentful and heartbroken.

  If it weren't for the money, who would put up with this?

  Money is a good thing, who would refuse it?

  But I'd rather refuse money, this good thing, than continue like this. Why are there so many trolls?

  The teachers at school didn't teach me how to adjust my emotions when I went out into society, and my mother also didn't teach me how to ignore others' insults.

  When I encounter grievances, I want to fight back.

  It's really tough.

  Maybe after a good sleep, my mood will be adjusted and I'll delete this fake update! Damn it, let those people who are trying to provoke me see that no matter how much they try to provoke me again, they still can't knock me down. I'm a little strong that can't be defeated. You scold me, damn it, I'll just post even more - 5,000 more, and then another 30,000 updates will explode out! Are you angry?

  Hmph