Quick Transmigration: I’m Great at Reincarnating!

Blurb:

Little-kid version:

An Xia is an enthusiastic member of the reincarnation queue, and the Quick Transmigration Bureau's most famous jinx, troublemaker, and little tyrant.

Faced with a task list full of bold, red X's, An Xia was finally disciplined by the director, who had run out of patience.

The director casually shoved a scrapped childcare System into her hands, then dumped her in an equally broken little world, leaving the unlucky kid free to wreak whatever havoc she liked.

And so, the protagonists and villains in those little worlds welcomed the "just deserts" they had coming.

In lives that were already a chaotic, shattered mess, along came an even more chaotic, utterly lawless little demon.

In just three years, the protagonists and villains all went through the same stages of raising her:

A newborn: cries as soon as she wakes up, pees as soon as she's done drinking, but looks awfully cute when she sleeps.

A one-year-old: can't understand a word of her babbling, but the little chatterbox is pretty cute too.

A two-year-old: sneaks around picking fights with cats and dogs. Fiercer than a cat, more annoying than a dog, and stubborn as a little donkey.

A three-year-old: speaks clearly and loves to compete. In every world, her guardians join the league of victims:

"You're lying! My big brother is the best! He even dares to eat caterpillars alive!!!"

"You're a liar! My mom is the best! She can say, 'I'll count to three!'!!!"

Guardian version:

As the protagonist, before becoming the cold, brooding, domineering, lovesick CEO in a story about taking love by force,

fifteen-year-old An Dong became a big brother first.

Holding a plastic-cased ballpoint pen, he carefully wrote a line on the first page of the baby's photo album:

"My little sister was born. She's ugly and cute. I think she was born to be my little sister, and I didn't get the chance to become her big brother until I was fifteen."

At eighteen, An Dong accidentally came across the album. He looked back at his sister, who had just come home from a fight, sporting a bird's nest for hair and clasping her hands behind her back as she pretended to be good. A look of disdain curled his lips.

Anyone want a little sister? Just turned three. Mischievous sometimes, causing trouble all the time, and never changing.

Just kidding. Little sisters aren't for sale. She's reserved for family.

He was just showing off. He had a little sister. Her name was An Xia, and she was three years old: safe and sound, healthy, happy, and adorable.

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A quick transmigration story about a mischievous, troublemaking, high-maintenance little rascal of a sister.

Theme: Family isn't a burden, but a warm source of light.