Starry Sky: The Office Worker Is on the Clock Again Today

[Not tsundere] [Not a loli] [Not a corporate drone] [Not not] A corporate drone who had diligently spent thousands of years traveling across the galaxy and recording all sorts of events, great and small, was stuffed into an ice coffin by her own dog of a capitalist boss and made to cosplay as Snow White. Then a baseball bat with no redeeming qualities except being hard punched a hole in her coffin. There was no kiss from a prince, nor any salary from her heartless capitalist boss. All she had left was an endless grudge against her job. With incomplete memories but a crystal-clear sense of her work, she set off on an adventure aboard the Astral Express. Stelle: How's that? Doesn't this blurb have the makings of a great galactic literary genius? I feel like I could register a pen name tomorrow. Yan Shu: Hmm... It sounds like one of those trashy ads written by Interastral Peace Corporation. Stelle: You have no taste! Figures, no one who drinks Himeko's coffee is normal! Himeko: So, it seems a certain abnormal little raccoon wants some coffee now. Stelle: Uh, can we make peace? Himeko: Are you trying to make a joke right now?