Chapter 4My Husband, The Muse

Sasha says I've always been bold.

But right now, the "bold" me sat on the bed, clutching my phone, staring at Caleb's message. After a long while, I tremblingly replied:

"You guessed it..."

After sending the message, I buried myself under the covers and let out a long sob.

—So freaking cowardly!

However, Caleb replied quickly:

"Prepared for the protagonist based on me?"

A few seconds later, another message popped up:

"Although as the author you have absolute control over the character settings, the prototype prefers red."

Red... red?

I stiffly turned my head to look at the black translucent fabric spread on the bed. My brain uncontrollably imagined Caleb changing into this outfit—

I gasped, suddenly feeling Sasha was right.

Risk it all, turn a bicycle into a motorcycle! Fight hard, and babies will drop!