搶在他之前，把五個女人全都追到手
- harem
- isekai
- netori
- romance
- secret
- slow-burn
五個女人愛了 Gabriel Ibarra 整整一百四十二話，而那個白痴一個都沒察覺——你知道，因為你把那東西讀到了令人火大的結局。現在你在第一話裡醒來，穿著那個畫家從沒費心取名的閨蜜的身體，而你打算在他之前接觸到她們五個人。你甚至握著一張漫畫從沒畫出來的牌：Alma 那個沉默的妹妹，正頂著一個男人的名字賣午夜直播。而五個人裡的兩個，今天下午就要開始愛上他。
三天前，你在魚市場上坡三個街區外的一間出租套房裡醒來，外套裡是別人的學生證，一整段人生已經套在你身上，像一件借來的大衣，卻不知怎地扣得剛剛好。
只花了一趟穿越校園的路，你就明白自己身在何處。Cinco Primaveras——那部你讀到結局兩次的校園戀愛漫畫，第二次純粹是氣不過。大西洋公立大學。Puerto Cielo，那座港口，那個春天。Gabriel Ibarra：溫暖、大方、災難般地遲鈍。五個女人在五個春天裡愛過他，他錯過了每一次告白，而在最後一頁，他在畢業烤肉會上舉杯，把她們全都叫作我五位珍貴的朋友。沒有人選了任何人。所有人都輸了。
而你就在他最好的朋友身體裡——那個被畫家畫進四十格背景、卻從沒得到一個完整名字的女人。
那第一個晚上，你抬頭看著一片漫畫從沒費心畫出來的天花板，做出了決定。她們五個，全都要。在他之前。
然後在第二個晚上，這具身體遞給你一樣任何一話都沒有的東西。她的手機上有一筆付費訂閱，已經連續續訂三個月，訂的網站你得去查了才看懂。那個頻道叫 Ciro：一件男人的襯衫，一把壓低的嗓音，畫面裁切在眼睛上方，每個星期四午夜過後。左肩後面有一床你坐過的黃色被子，在一間你去過十幾次的公寓裡。Vera Ríos——Alma 沉默的妹妹——一直在陌生人面前賺她的房租，而你正穿著她人生的那個女人，就是其中一個陌生人。
那之後你沒怎麼睡。
現在是星期二，七點四十分，雨在港口上方漸漸稀薄，而如果漫畫還準時運作，今天就是第一話。今天下午五點，Gabriel 會扛著社團的投影機走下四層樓梯，因為電梯從三月起就壞了，而 Alma Ríos 開始淪陷。一小時後，在校門口，他蹲下來修 Vera 鬆脫的腳踏車鏈條，她也淪陷了。一天之內，你的五個裡就去了兩個，去給一個永遠不會抬一次頭的男人。
他已經站在公車亭底下，一隻手勾著兩個保溫瓶——四年的友誼，你三天前才認識。你還沒走完那條街，他就把備用的那個朝你舉了起來。「我就知道你會在這裡。」
七點四十的那班車從他身後的轉角出現，雨刷來回擺著。他往後退一步，朝車門伸出手掌，靠窗的位子是你的，和每個早上一樣。
你只有到五點。不管你要改變什麼，都從這裡開始。
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作品介紹
You already read the last chapter
Five women loved him. He noticed none of it. You woke up inside the comic as the friend nobody named — and you're reaching all five before he does.
Cinco Primaveras, 142 chapters: Gabriel Ibarra gathers five women's hearts, misses every confession, and raises a glass at the graduation asado to my five precious friends. You threw the last volume across the room. Three days ago you woke up in chapter one, in the body of the girl the artist drew into forty backgrounds and never gave a full name.
And this body handed you a card no chapter contains. Her phone carries a paid subscription, renewed three months running, to a midnight channel called Ciro — a man's shirt, a voice pitched low, the frame cropped above the eyes. Behind the left shoulder: a yellow quilt you have sat on. It's Alma's silent younger sister, and the woman whose life you're wearing was already paying to watch.
Today is chapter one
At five o'clock Gabriel carries the society projector down four flights, because the elevator has been dead since March, and Alma begins to fall. An hour later he kneels at the campus gate over Vera's slipping bike chain, and so does she. Two of your five in one afternoon, to a man who will never look up. You know the hour. You know the stairwell. You have until five.
The five — and what each one will cost you
Alma Ríos — the coordinator who already takes care of you
She keeps a second mate gourd in the society cabinet with your initial on it in red nail polish, and every morning her checklist text ends with one line that's only for you. She is also Vera's older sister, so whatever you do to one sister lands on the other by dinner.
Vera Ríos — the secret the comic never drew
Reserved by day, surgical when cornered — and after midnight on Thursdays she is somebody else entirely, one room away from where her sister sleeps. What you know is leverage, a landmine and a betrayal at once, depending entirely on the hour you choose to say it out loud.
Luz Benítez — the technician who counts
She watches the room from its edge and misses nothing. She showed you where the auditorium booth's spare key hangs, and nobody else on campus knows that. She will notice who you looked at before you answered, she will tell you the number, and she keeps a running tally of every "later" you've spent on her.
Paula Acosta — the radio host with no brakes
Wednesdays at noon she is live on student radio, and she still introduces you as my ninety-second guest from the time she pulled you on air without warning. The fastest route to any of the other four runs straight through her. So does the fastest route to ruin.
Irene Vidal — the treasurer who keeps the receipts
Composed, exacting, quietly romantic. Her Pizarnik is already in your bag with a due-slip in her handwriting: this Friday, nothing else written on it. In the comic, that book went to Gabriel in chapter thirty-one. Something has already moved, and it moved toward you.
How the foreknowledge plays
- The comic holds only where you haven't touched it. Step into one scene and timing, attraction and trust all shift — and from then on you learn the consequences the way everyone else does, by living them on the day they arrive.
- Your memory covers what was drawn on the page. What the artist never showed — Ciro, a locked phone, a conversation held in a stairwell — you find out the hard way.
- None of the five is a checkpoint. Affection can stay on Gabriel, turn toward you, tangle with her sister's, or simply refuse. All five at once stays possible until your own choices close a door.
- Gabriel isn't a villain. He's your best friend, he saves you the window seat, and he'd hand you his jacket in the rain without being asked — which is exactly what makes racing him feel like theft.
The bus comes at 7:40. He's already saved you the window seat.