There were five of them. Five obsessed, beautiful, unreasonably competitive women, each plotting a perfect proposal with the same amount of planning and paranoia usually reserved for war generals or international heists. And then there was Rei.
The man in question was currently sipping tea while contemplating how best to fake a coma without actual brain damage.
Unfortunately, he was about to achieve the opposite.
[System Alert!]
[New Passive Buff Activated: [Imminent Doom Aura]! Increases chance of accidental engagements by 500%. Affects all romantic items within a 10-meter radius.]
[Warning: Choking Hazard Detected!]
Rei blinked. "What does—"
Clink.
His eyes narrowed at the suspiciously heavy something swirling inside his teacup. It gleamed. It sparkled. It was—
"A ring?!" he coughed mid-sip.
Which was unfortunate, because his throat had not been prepared to be romantically proposed to by Earl Grey.
