You Think I'm a Fellow Transmigrator, but Actually I'm Dazai!

Sylph believes that, as someone who transmigrated several centuries ago, she has a duty to look after the newcomers.

So...

Hey, black-haired young man, stop trying to drown yourself! Sylph grabs the collar of the young man who's having another episode.

And you, the boy who transmigrated into a half-beast, don't give up on yourself either! Come on, let's go look at the sky, the sea, and the world. There are still plenty of good people out there. With her other hand, she holds down the white-haired boy. Your original character was supposed to be a sweet, innocent kid.

And you, stop being so arrogant. "I'm the strongest" is such an embarrassing act. Please stop saying it in front of me. I don't have a free hand to hit you anymore.

And you over there, aren't you his classmate? Please keep an eye on him.

She sincerely prays that no more people will show up after this.

Content warnings:

1. The female lead is extremely powerful, but she's just an ordinary good person who wants to protect everyone as far as she can.

2. The female lead has many fanatical followers among the locals. Well, I did set this story in a cruel world, though I'm not sure my writing will do it justice.

Theme: The rain stops, the dream ends, and at last I see the real you.