Transmigrating to Chase a Watermelon

I’m going through! I’m going through! I’m going through, going through, going through!

If I can’t be a queen, I’ll still be a consort.

If I can’t become a god, I’ll become a sage.

But

who can tell me

what kind of scene this is supposed to be, with all this hair on my face in the mirror

and this furry nose sticking out???

This was just an idea that struck me, but I actually went and wrote it. It’s a silly little story, just to amuse you!

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