Summary
I am a Vase NPC in an Infinite Flow Dungeon.
I have beauty instead of character, and malice instead of intelligence.
I am also immortal.
My only weakness is that I have two Sympathy Dolls.
But today, they’ve gone missing.
The next second, I looked down in horror.
Who just lifted the hem of my skirt?
After that, I woke up every morning with my skin covered in pinch marks and hickeys.
The Evil God BOSS pulled me into his arms from behind, whispering in my ear:
“Between him and me, who makes you feel better?”
The SSS-Rank Big Shot Player, who had slaughtered his way through the dungeon, merely flicked his finger.
My legs nearly gave out, and I almost collapsed to the floor.
“It seems I know her better than you do…”