I transmigrated. My weapon is Earth's toughest weapon, a Nokia, capable of smashing iron swords to pieces. My magic is the bafflingly nerve-racking hit song Tan Tiao.
My harem consists of a ditzy maid, a silly glutton with an ahoge, two adorable 'daughters,' and a scruffy middle-aged man who strips naked whenever he fights and yells, 'Starshine Strip-Your-Clothes Sword Style!'
Wait, he strips himself naked with that sword style?! Isn't he supposed to strip the other person?!
This transmigration really doesn't seem anything like the transmigration I know...
No smut, no dropped plot, a textbook example of transmigration. So, just in case you suddenly transmigrate... everyone, hurry up and buy a Nokia.
