The Little Cult Leader's Knife-Wielding Devotees

This is probably what I'll write next, though I might continue with derivative fiction instead. I'm still updating the Ice Pillar pairing next door, so you might want to wait until there are more chapters before reading. An if-line where Douma cosplayers transmigrate is coming~ How I Became the Manga Protagonist Group Through Secret Identities Blurb: Cecilia couldn't remember her old name. All she remembered was how furious she'd been reading manga before she transmigrated. What kind of trash manga was that damn author drawing? It was bad enough that the later plot went completely insane, with both the heroes and villains going crazy. But then the author introduced a new character late in the story and said that this character was the real protagonist. If there hadn't been an ocean in the way, Cecilia would've grabbed a knife and gone to kill that lunatic author herself. So when the consciousness of the manga world came to ask Cecilia for help, she agreed without a moment's hesitation. Who knew she'd become a slave from the start, struggling in the gladiator arena and unable even to undo the iron collar around her neck? Cecilia: I might as well die. To inspire Cecilia's will to survive, the manga's consciousness decided to give her a few secret identities. But one was an elf archer who was blind, another a mage with amnesia, and the last an angel born without wings? How was she supposed to work with that? Cecilia: Maybe I really should just die. System: Um, maybe you could try a little harder? Blurb: The little cult leader left the Eternal Paradise Sect for the first time and promptly left this world. In his absence, a whole bunch of abnormal sword spirits showed up. “Huh? They're abnormal?” The little cult leader tilted his head in confusion and looked at Konnosuke. Before Konnosuke could say anything, the sword warriors forcibly shut him up. “Of course not, Master Saniwa!” Hearing the sword spirits' emphatic reply, the little cult leader smiled, his eyes curving with relief. Afterward, to ensure the young Saniwa received an education, the Temporal Government offered a free general education program. In short, school. And to help train the new Saniwa's abilities at the same time, the Temporal Government specially chose a low-risk magical world and assigned him a long-term mission. Douma, who had never been to school, calmly sips tea. Behind him is a horde of sword warriors so worried they've gone crazy. This especially goes for one long-legged fellow. His anguished wails echo throughout the citadel. However, the First Assistant of a certain Hell, who hasn't spent much time with Douma, disagrees. At least for now, Douma is quite well behaved, and seems like a child one can trust. If only he could be a little less impulsive during missions, that would be even better. Before long, however, the First Assistant took back his words. “Wow, so this is Hell!” The white-haired teacher, who had somehow ended up in Hell, and his students had already turned the place into a tourist destination. “The dead people's clothes are so ugly. Can you change mine when I die?” Pestered by the white-haired cat, Hozuki decided that Douma had better hurry up and take his guests back to the Temporal Government. Theme: The process of continually saving yourself is what allows you to live without regrets