As for Haruko herself, the one being worried about, after returning to her residential area, she collapsed heavily onto the rug in the entryway the moment she entered the door.
Her mind reeled, and her breathing was rapid.
This body is too weak.
She was already a frail, malnourished loli, and now she had gone through such a chase.
The moment the adrenaline faded, Haruko belatedly felt a suffocating discomfort.
Dizzy and lightheaded, she relied on a sliver of rationality to keep herself from collapsing.
"System, how much Emotion Value do I have now?"
Haruko struggled to get up, her small body leaning against the shoe cabinet, legs spread wide and straight out, the unseemly posture causing her skirt hem to flip up.
Even though her appearance was quite unseemly, Haruko couldn't care less at the moment.
The System in her mind responded.
[Responding to Host, 68 points.]
"That's actually quite a lot."
She had thought buying the Newbie Gift Pack had already used up all her Emotion Value.
[Sento also generated an emotional reaction towards the Host because of Ichiko's words.]
Haruko checked the records; Sento only provided 30 points of Emotion Value.
If a person wants to kill another person.
They would never provide just that little Emotion Value.
It seems Ichiko persuaded him.
Truly worthy of being Ichiko~
She saved her little life.
Haruko revealed a happy smile, but paired with her slightly chapped lips, the smile appeared somewhat alluring.
"System, help me filter items. I need medication that can immediately treat my body, provided I can afford it."
[Recommended purchase: System Brand Vitamin C Medicine. Effective with one pill.]
"Buy, buy, buy!"
[50 points of Emotion Value have been consumed.]
A white light flashed, and a pill appeared in Haruko's hand. At the same time, the System thoughtfully prepared a cup of water in her other hand.
She swallowed it immediately.
Soon after, she felt waves of comfortable warmth spreading through her body.
Her lower abdomen felt warm.
The tinnitus she had experienced gradually receded, and her body also regained some strength.
After recovering for more than ten minutes, Haruko slowly got up.
"It's fast-acting, but it's too expensive."
50 points of Emotion Value! She earned this with her life!
Only now, after escaping danger, did Haruko have the chance to review the situation of her current character.
Without a doubt, she was a cannon fodder villainess supporting character.
Furthermore, she was a cannon fodder with low intelligence, who didn't understand how to assess the situation or utilize her own advantages.
The female lead was very good to her, and besides the male leads, there was no shortage of male supporting characters and simps pursuing her.
If she had just made better use of the female lead and the supporting characters around her, acting like a white lotus to sow discord between the female lead and the other male supporting characters, she could have lived a decent life. With good luck, she might have even managed to reverse the situation with one of the male leads.
Yet, it was as if she had been cursed.
She frantically targeted the female lead who cherished her and the male leads who originally had a decent impression of her.
If the female lead Ichiko's favorability towards Haruko was 80 points two years ago.
Then now, it's probably been ruined by more than half.
"What a waste of this body and the advantage of her relationships."
Haruko sighed and took a sip of water, "Perhaps this is the fate of cannon fodder. Whether they live or die depends entirely on how the author writes it."
Changing such a death ending is not simple.
But.
It's not entirely without opportunity.
As long as the female lead Ichiko doesn't abandon her, relying on the female lead's halo, she can temporarily keep her little life.
Shaking her head, Haruko temporarily cast those thoughts aside.
After staying in the basement for so long, having intimate interactions with Ichiko, and finally being chased all the way, Haruko felt herself covered in dirt.
She couldn't wait to take a bath.
Before taking off her clothes, she went to the sink outside the bathroom and was immediately startled when she looked at herself in the mirror.
"What the heck is this?"
In the mirror, her slightly round face was covered in terrible foundation, and because she had sweated, the makeup had smudged in many places.
The eyeliner was poorly drawn, the blush was smeared on haphazardly; it was obvious these were extremely low-quality cosmetics.
No matter how pretty a girl is, messing up her appearance like this wouldn't get her a high beauty score, right?
Only then did Haruko remember that the original owner was influenced by her friends around her, believing that college students should put on beautiful makeup. How it was applied wasn't important; what mattered was a sense of confidence.
Every time she put on such a monstrous face, her so-called friends would praise her, saying things like'Sister, you look good and confident, radiating light.' When she posted photos on Xiaohongshu, people would uniformly praise her with comments like 'Little sister, you're very pretty this way' or 'Little sister, you have a great base.' The simple-minded original owner actually believed them.
Every day, she wore a monstrous face.
"No wonder the male leads' favorability was so low. This is a society that looks at faces!"
Haruko was immensely grateful that when she asked the Yuzu chef passerby brother for help in upholding justice just now, she hadn't looked up and shown him her face.
Otherwise, the outcome wouldn't have been like this.
"It's so dirty I can't even look at myself."
She wiped it with water, then suddenly remembered something, "This should be removed with makeup remover. Let me see where it is..."
In her previous life, she had barely touched makeup. Now... well, she was adapting quite well to the identity of the original young lady, a delicate girl.
After some effort, the cheap makeup was finally wiped away.
That bare little face mixed with water droplets appeared clearly in the mirror.
Her nose was small and delicate, her features exquisite. Although her face was a bit haggard, her inherently sickly expression added a touch of frailness that made people feel pity.
Her tea-colored long hair was spread out. Haruko touched it, and her large eyes sparkled.
Her hair quality was excellent, showing no signs of malnutrition.
And the key point is, this bare face is too cute!
With a slight pout on her baby-fat cheeks, the cuteness of a legal loli was enough to critically hit any loliccn.
Her skin was also as fair as mutton-fat jade.
"What was the original owner thinking? This bare face could utterly defeat so many girls her age! That monstrous makeup dragged her beauty down by several notches!"
"At the very least, wearing black-rimmed glasses, a thick, ugly coat, and acting a bit weaker, just this pitiful little face alone could cosplay Shen Youchu."
"Ah—"
Haruko opened her mouth and took another look.
Her tongue was pink and tender, her teeth small and even. A pointed little fang was slightly prominent, but it didn't affect the overall appearance. For some target audiences, this was even a moe point.
"This face, so cute! If I had transmigrated to the time she was a child, there would be no such thing as the male leads."
Haruko could easily win over Ichiko.
She stepped into the bathroom to take a bath.
Many things don't need to worry about size; having shape is spiritual, being round is effective.
Her own conditions were already perfect enough.
Although she was a bit thin, for a height of 1.52 meters, it wasn't considered barren.
If her body wasn't so weak right now, Haruko would really want to experience it.
She wiped the water droplets off her body.
She then went into the room and opened the wardrobe.
After getting dressed, she frowned as she looked at the room's furnishings.
Unlike her inherently frail and cute appearance, the room was filled with ominous things.
On the wall were several photos of Ichiko and the male leads. On the desk, a notebook was filled with the words "Ichiko." Besides that, there were the names of various male leads, heavily crossed out with red pen, making them deep red. Even the faces in the photos on the wall were scratched up.
Haruko sighed and started getting busy.
She packed up all these past items and threw them away. Only after the room became simple and plain did she wipe away her fragrant sweat.
She then took out her phone.
After much thought, she aimed a cold light lamp at her bare little face to make herself look closer to cool white skin, then desperately squeezed out two drops of tears.
"Click—"
The photo was taken.
"Truly a bare-faced War God. No need for beauty filters or photoshopping. So cute!"
Added a caption, posted to Moments.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry." — Visible to everyone.
"I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you." — Visible only to Ichiko.
Haruko