I've been attacking the male protagonist in the system for three years, but he ignores me. Throwing my carefully prepared lunch into the trash can and draping the raincoat I brought from the rain over his goddess. I endure. After all, by brushing his favorability value, I have already become a tens of millions of little rich women in this world. However, when I chose to leave, he hugged me and begged me to give him another chance.