Not a Holymother Hotel

Not a Holymother Hotel

cheat power wasted again

Delhi City

Somewhere inside a tiny rented apartment

“Ahhhhh! Fuck! Why can’t I find a novel where the female lead actually uses her powers properly?!”

anshika threw the book onto her bed before aggressively rubbing her face in frustration.

“And why do they always become some holy mother till the very end? Like yeah, helping people is good, but letting them leech off you your whole life is not!”

She stood up from her chair and started pacing around the cramped room, ranting to absolutely nobody.

“And somehow those trash characters magically become good people in the end.” She scoffed loudly. “Please. Let’s be real for one second — they only survive because of female lead aura. In real life, those people would stab you in the back the moment your supplies run out.”

anshika grabbed the novel again and flipped through the pages angrily.

“‘Oh, I don’t want to depend on cheat powers.’”

She stared at the line in disbelief before nearly screaming into her pillow.

“BITCH, THEN WHY DID GOD GIVE YOU THE CHEAT?!”

Silence.

Heavy breathing.

Then another wave of irritation hit her.

“Seriously, give me one chance.” anshika pointed dramatically at the ceiling like God himself was listening. “I swear I would do so much better.”

RING!! RING!! RING!!

anshika froze mid-rant.

“…Who the hell is calling me now?”

She grabbed her vibrating phone from the desk and glanced at the screen.

Her soul nearly left her body.

Boss Calling

“…Oh.”

Suddenly, fictional problems didn’t seem so important anymore.

Anshika stared at the screen for a few seconds before answering the call.

“Hello, sir?”

“Where are the files I asked for?”

Her soul almost left her body.

The files.

Right.

In the middle of ranting about fictional female leads, she had completely forgotten about the presentation due tonight.

Anshika slowly looked toward her laptop.

The blank laptop.

“…Sir,” she said carefully, “hypothetically speaking… what would happen if the employee suddenly disappeared from Earth?”

Silence.

“Anshika.”

“Yes, sir?”

“Finish the presentation.”

The call ended.

Anshika dropped face-first onto her bed with a groan.

“Okay,” she mumbled while opening the laptop.

“Presentation first. Mental breakdown later.”

The bright screen lit up her tired face as she stared blankly at the unfinished slides.

Numbers.

Charts.

Emails.

Truly the peak of human existence.

Anshika let out a long, exhausted sigh before typing half-heartedly on the keyboard

“God,” she muttered dramatically, “either kill me already or transmigrate me somewhere.”

She paused for a second before adding:

“And if you do transmigrate me, at least give me cheat powers. Most powerful one. I’m not wasting them like those dumb protagonists.”

Somewhere far away, something answered.

Of course, Anshika knew none of this.

She was too busy fighting for her life against PowerPoint slides and corporate slavery.

Ten minutes later, her eyes started burning from staring at the screen.

Another five minutes later, she accidentally typed random letters into the presentation because she nearly fell asleep on the keyboard.

“This is torture,” she whispered dramatically.

Outside her apartment window, rain slowly began falling over the city.

The sound mixed with the constant typing of her keyboard and the distant honking of traffic below.

Midnight passed quietly.

Anshika stretched her arms tiredly before reaching for the cold cup of coffee sitting beside her laptop.

One sip.

She immediately made a face.

“Disgusting.”

Yet she drank it anyway.

Because adulthood was cruel like that.

Another thirty minutes passed before she finally finished the presentation.

“Done,” she whispered weakly, sounding seconds away from death.

With the last bit of energy left in her body, Anshika emailed the files to her boss and shut the laptop closed.

Freedom at last.

She collapsed onto her bed dramatically, not even bothering to turn off the lights.

“I swear,” she mumbled sleepily into her pillow, “if I wake up tomorrow and still have to go to work, I’m suing God personally.”

The room fell silent.

Then—

The lights flickered once.

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