Miss Zhizi Is Spoiled and Unreasonable

[Blurb One]

Is there anything scarier than seeing your demonic former boss while you're disoriented after dying once?

There is.

That Dazai Osamu has turned into a little girl?!

Is there anything scarier than that?

There really is.

Mori Ou Yukiko couldn't process it. Her brain had just crashed from the shock, and by the time she came to her senses, her hand was already grabbing the chest of fifteen-year-old Dazai Haruko.

Dazai Haruko's drawn-out complaint cut off abruptly. Yukiko heard Nakahara Chuuya gasp in shock. She slowly raised her eyes, and through her blurry vision saw Dazai Haruko glaring at her as if she wanted to eat her alive.

It's over. Can I still kill myself in time?

Yukiko had a bad feeling about this. Sure enough, after that reckless act, the little demon had her firmly in its sights.

[Blurb Two]

Mori Ou Yukiko never could have imagined that after twenty-nine years of diligent work, a life steeped in blood and filth would come to an end like this.

First, she left Yokohama on a mission. It was supposed to be an uneventful business trip, but just after she arrived and stopped to buy a crepe, a group of suspicious people in blue uniforms surrounded the airport. The bespectacled kid leading them didn't even give her a chance to speak, attacking her while she still had half a crepe in her mouth. Just as she was about to fight back, a sharp pain suddenly struck her brain and she passed out on the spot. They bundled her away along with the cream smeared on her clothes.

Then she was declared a candidate executive of the Port Mafia and imprisoned by the Fourth King, the Blue King.

Yukiko had never been so speechless in her life.

But things got even more absurd. Unable to believe she'd been detained for such a reason, Yukiko recklessly sought the truth and discovered why she'd really been kept there: the Slate that created the Seven Kings was reacting to her at high frequency. It seemed to have taken an interest in her.

Nobody wanted another King to appear, especially one who belonged to an anomalous ability organization, when there was already a volatile Red King. And this time, the fluctuations seemed particularly strange, unlike anything before.

There was no way she was getting out now. Thinking her freedom in the next life had gone to the dogs, Mori Ou Yukiko expressionlessly transferred all her savings to her adoptive father, Mori Ougai, and to a curse user she knew, then waited to be rescued.

And then, that very day, they came.

A white-haired man who looked nearly six foot three, and the sorcerer she least wanted to see, had somehow gotten wind of things and hurried over. He got into a fierce fight with the orange-haired young man who'd come to rescue her. The Blue King joined the fray after his territory was bombed. Mori Ou Yukiko rubbed her head of red hair and hurriedly fled the scene.

Then her former boss, now a Port Mafia traitor, Dazai Osamu, grabbed her.

Before either of them could say a word, Yukiko felt a violent pain in her brain and heart, as though something were about to explode inside her. An inexplicable force expanded her skull and chest, growing more unbearable by the second.

The chaos had barely begun when Mori Ou Yukiko, who had somehow resonated with the Slate, suddenly exploded. She died right before everyone's eyes.

Mori Ou Yukiko, who had lost consciousness in agony, woke up in agony as well.

After sinking into the pain of death, someone suddenly called out to her. She instinctively searched for the voice.

When she focused her eyes, she saw a girl standing before her, blending into the darkness.

The girl wore an ill-fitting black suit and an absurdly large coat. Her lovely, delicate face was grim, and bandages covered one eye, keeping it from the light.

Who is that?

Holy crap!!

Dazai Osamu is genderbent. Updates every month, at least 28,000 characters.

Theme: People should accept every part of themselves.