I'm a Corporate Drone, Yet I Feel Like the Heroine of a Light Novel

*Note: The story mostly takes place before the original plot begins, and the storyline has been extensively reworked. You can jump right in even if you haven't read the original! It's an old trope, just like that manga about the slime demon king: I was an office worker who died unexpectedly and ended up in another world. I came across a beautiful little child who was bullied by others, looking miserable and disheveled, with a filthy body and a foul stench. Since this child was exactly my type, I spent a long time teaching them one-sidedly. Then, as if fate had taken pity on me, I seemed to get randomly switched to different worlds from time to time, where I found even more, and more, mentally unstable, disheveled, fragile, dirty, and exquisite little brats. On some day after I'd started wearing my Cheshire Cat auntie smile, I finally realized: Damn, isn't this the classic Disney fairy godmother role? Am I even still set up as a light novel heroine? And who was the male lead supposed to be? This story is about a heroine overflowing with motherly love and sympathy. That's all. Slow transmigration. The worlds will probably be Gintama → Magi → Wild Dog → Fate Dog → Demon Slayer... Not strictly in that order. I'll leave the rest out for now and take things one step at a time (. The Sephiroth world won't be long, probably only a few tens of thousands of words. It'll become a quick transmigration side story, outside the main plot. Unreliable world overview: Survival in ancient Japan (currently on hiatus), melodramatic palace power struggle (taking it easy), Demon Slayer support staff career advancement, etc. The next story to follow this one: