[Naruto + Gintama] I Specialize in Treating Hereditary Chuunibyou Syndrome

I am Uchiha Mikoto. Yes, that Uchiha Mikoto. Don't ask whether my eldest son's knife went all the way through. I refuse to answer. After my son stabbed me to death, I opened my eyes again in a completely different world. There are strange aliens here, and samurai roam the streets. The so-called ninja have nothing to do with the ones from my previous life, and it's anyone's guess whether the Uchiha clan even exists. The owner of the Odd Jobs Gin shop next door owes me over a hundred thousand in medical bills. He can't pay, so he's working it off by selling himself to me. My second life is clearly going more smoothly than the first. As a psychologist, I live a life that's anything but boring. But only I know that the hollow place in my heart has never been filled. Gintoki: "Life is full of regrets. If you get the chance to make up for them, why not give it a try? Don't wait until your hair has gone white and you're a drooling old lady, bedridden and paralyzed, before you regret it, I'm telling you." I may not be much, but I specialize in psychological disorders among junior high school students, especially adolescent delusions of grandeur, commonly known as chuunibyou. If the whole family has chuunibyou, there's no need to rush. We'll take it slowly, one at a time. Sooner or later... "Sooner or later, things might change, don't you think? Isn't that right, my little Sasuke?"