I can't remember a thing about how I transmigrated, but somehow I ended up as a miserable... well, a gender-bender (sob), with a dad who doesn't care about me, a mom who doesn't love me, a grandpa who isn't really my grandpa, and a grandma who isn't really my grandma.
It's bad enough that I inexplicably ended up in the Warring States period five hundred years ago, but why am I still so weird after returning to the modern era?
Why doesn't anyone find it strange that little universes are blazing across the tennis court and dinosaurs are coming back to life?
Why doesn't anyone hear the jarring sound of a saw cutting something up on that dark, gloomy street thirteen blocks away?
Why hasn't anyone realized that the boyfriend of the girl who often skips school isn't just some white-haired cosplay fanatic with dog ears?
And another thing...
Everyone: What the heck? Haven't you figured out that you're the biggest troublemaker of all? (points)
Me: Who said that? Come out and fight me one-on-one.
This isn't an NP story... right? Let's find out!
This is technically my second time writing a story. Please point out anything that needs improvement!
This story features Inuyasha, Prince of Tennis, Ouran High School Host Club, Vampire Knight, and more.
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Please update! Please update!
No! It seems like my nickname is 'Erkang'~
Oops, what a pathetic comment, please change it to 2
Ah Guang has written a new article, come on!