The moon shone bright, and the stars were few. Beneath the night sky, the university town that had bustled all day had fallen silent.

It was already three in the morning. Here and there, a few dorm windows still glowed—only Mahayana-stage powerhouses could keep battling away at their computers at this hour.

Ning Chu was still wide awake tonight.

He sat at his computer with one hand propping up his chin. He wanted to play a game, but couldn't get into it; he wanted to sleep, but his mind was a jumble of thoughts. So he clicked around the web at random, staring at the screen with unfocused eyes.

“You're still up?”

A deep, hoarse voice came from the bunk above. The bed frame gave a slight shudder, and a tall, broad-shouldered man climbed down the ladder.

Ning Chu only glanced at him, lips pressed together, and said nothing.

He'd been in this parallel world for over a week now, and still couldn't accept it.

That made him seem especially withdrawn and introverted around his roommates.

“We've been in school for two weeks already. Why are you always so quiet?” his roommate muttered softly as he headed for the balcony.

Ning Chu sighed, opened his hard drive, and pulled up the novel document saved on it.

If there was any perk to transmigrating, it was probably this.

This was a novel world—a world from an erotic novel, one he'd written himself, down to every keystroke, before he transmigrated.

Who could've known he'd transmigrate into a novel he'd written himself? If he'd known, he never would've written an erotic novel!

After he transmigrated, the entire novel had come with him to this world. Ning Chu could look up any plot point, character, or event whenever he wanted.

“Wen Yang...”

The male lead, Wen Yang, was the roommate who'd just gotten up to use the bathroom.

Unlike his brave, battle-hardened self in the book, the real Wen Yang didn't even have a girlfriend. He was still a virgin.

Ning Chu quickly skimmed through the novel, matching its characters to the people in the real world one by one.

“The second roommate, Wang Jie.”

Wang Jie, the second roommate, appeared in two chapters of the book as a supporting character whose only purpose was to make Wen Yang look good. Ning Chu had spent two whole days tracking down his scenes.

“The third roommate... is the villain.”

The third roommate was Zhang Shaoqing. He had dyed blond hair and was a rich second-generation brat who did all kinds of vile things. He'd cuckolded the male lead more than once, and had no boundaries when it came to ethics, morality, or the law. Even a dog would've covered its eyes.

Ning Chu glanced back at the bed behind him. That was Zhang Shaoqing's spot.

Book Zhang Shaoqing might've been a complete scumbag, but his blond-haired roommate hadn't shown any signs of being a bad guy. In fact, he was pretty generous with his roommates, thanks to all his money.

The protagonist and the villain both seemed different from their descriptions in the book. Maybe that was because the plot hadn't started yet?

But the problem was, erotic novels didn't really have a concept of a timeline. Each chapter was its own standalone story, and every story was about the male lead going head-to-head with all kinds of girls.

Who knew when the novel's plot would kick off...?

There were four people in the dorm. Wen Yang was the male lead, Wang Jie was a supporting character, and the blond was the villain.

“Then who am I?”

Ning Chu furrowed his brow and rapidly scrolled down through the novel, skimming line after line as he tried to find his own part in it.

He was now one of the people in male lead Wen Yang's dorm. He vaguely remembered writing something about that.

“Where is it...?”

“Ning Chu, get some sleep.” A teasing voice, edged with laughter, suddenly came from behind him. “Maybe don't read so much of that stuff. It's bad for you.”

Ning Chu jumped. He immediately snapped his laptop shut and turned around in alarm—only to find Wen Yang standing behind him. How long had he been there?

Ning Chu was easily embarrassed. The male lead of the erotic novel he'd written had just caught him reading it, and his face burned with mortification, turning pink.

“You move like a cat.” He hunched his shoulders and tried to sound casual as he grumbled, “I'm going to bed now.”

Fortunately, Wen Yang didn't seem to realize that he was the novel's protagonist.

“Take care of yourself.”

“...”

Ning Chu ignored Wen Yang and lowered his head to fiddle with his phone.

In the world of erotic novels, handsome men and beautiful women were practically everywhere—and Ning Chu was no exception.

He had the look of a pretty-boy idol, with the baby face of a little boy. Even though he was already a first-year college student, he still looked like he hadn't grown up yet. He was only 160 centimeters tall, with a petite build like a girl's.

He could only hope he'd grow a little over the next couple of years. A grown man being just 160 centimeters tall was honestly ridiculous.

Fortunately, Ning Chu was straight. If the book had any guys-on-guys scenes, he'd be in real danger with a face like his in this world.

“Danger?”

At the thought, Ning Chu's expression suddenly froze.

He frantically opened his computer again, anxiously scrolling down through the document until he found a chapter from the middle of the novel.

The general plot went like this: Wen Yang returned to the dorm and found it empty. He went to the bathroom on the balcony, opened the door, and found a woman taking a shower inside. After that, an intense battle naturally began.

It had never occurred to him that he might be the “comrade-in-arms” type of supporting character.

“That woman... couldn't be me, could it?”

Ning Chu's right eyelid twitched several times, and the corner of his mouth spasmed.

He kept scrolling. The woman ended up living in Wen Yang's dorm, but someone discovered her steamy relationship with Wen Yang anyway. Zhang Shaoqing then made the first move and cuckolded the male lead... From beginning to end, Wang Jie was the only one who never noticed that there was an extra girl in the dorm.

“The plot doesn't make sense. If a woman was living in a men's dorm dressed as a guy, Wang Jie would've noticed,” Ning Chu muttered. “What did I care about that stuff when I was writing it?”

Now, though, that plot hole seemed to have fixed itself.

What if that woman had actually been living in the dorm long-term as a man?

“Could it really be me?”

Goosebumps sprang up all over Ning Chu. He hurried to the bathroom and carefully checked his sex.

That's right! He was a man!

“There's no way something that ridiculous would happen. I just forgot to write in Wen Yang's fourth roommate, and now that I've transmigrated here, I've filled the empty spot.”

The tension he'd been holding onto immediately eased, and Ning Chu calmed down a little.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he took off his shoes and collapsed onto his bed, exhausted.

Why the hell did I write this kind of crap?! Damn it!

I really had nothing better to do back then!

Now he thought he was a pervert, wasting his time writing this kind of trash. But to be fair, he hadn't planned to post it online. It was just for his own amusement. Who could've known he'd transmigrate into the damn book?!

“Don't think about it so much. Just take things as they come...”

Ning Chu pulled the blanket over his head, hiding his whole face beneath it.

Since he had no part in the novel, he could still live a good, peaceful life in this strange world.

Once he graduated, he'd find himself a pretty wife~ The average girl in this world was way prettier than in his previous life.

And he could even choose a monster girl.

Maybe he could marry a catgirl...

As Ning Chu imagined marrying a catgirl and living a happy, steamy life, his fantasy suddenly shattered.

He suddenly opened his eyes and muttered suspiciously to himself, “In a world of erotic novels... my wife would probably cheat on me, wouldn't she?”