LadyLipstick

Lost memories, forgotten identity, and a system that grants wishes.

Alina woke up in a pure white space, not remembering anything, even her own name. A furry white ball appears in front of her and calls itself a system, saying it can grant her wish.

"I-I wish to remember myself."
《Very well. Host's wish configured. At the end of the tasks, Host 069 can remember herself.》
"T-thank you. B-by tasks, what are they?"
《Collect male essence.》

Alina is then made to wander worlds, experiencing different lifetimes, accomplishing missions, one "course" at a time.

Little did she know, she was not alone in her journey.
A certain male lead: "We'll meet again... Alina."


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Caution: Mature content. There are some scenes you may not be able to stomach. Also, romance is slow. You may not even be able to notice it much in the early arcs.
The story starts out with smut in the early chapters, but there's still a proper storyline. The story may be smut-centric, maybe not.

For those who are unaware, quick transmigration is basically the concept of world-hopping. The MC travels different worlds with different plots, characters and settings (separated by arc), accomplishing different missions in each world.

Arcs in this story are listed in an auxiliary chapter. Arcs can be read separately, since they follow different plots.

 
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P.S. Cover illustration is not mine. Downloaded from Pinterest. Credits to the owner, Pyo Gyeok. If you wish to have it taken down, please tell me

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Quick Transmigration: Occupation, Seductress.

"W-what do you mean? I'm Amelia, remember?"


Does this person have multiple personality disorder, I wonder. How could you ask who I am just after you had your dick shoved deep in me?


"No." His answer was full of conviction. "You're not Amelia." He definitely sounded so sure.


That made me raise my eyebrow as I eyed him, questioning him silently how he can say so. I didn't correct him at all and just waited for his explanation.


"Amelia doesn't like dressing up." He said.


"That doesn't mean I couldn't, no? How could you say that? I'm a girl too, you know. I too want to dress up for a person I like, for myself." I rebutted.


"That may be so. But you don't like me at all. At least, not enough to want to dress up for me."


I just shrugged in response, though I didn't deny that too.


ARC 2 – To Be Pampered by the School Boss Part 20