I Cosplayed the Workaholic Emperor and Transmigrated

I'm just an ordinary cosplayer. After cosplaying as a gender-swapped Tohru at a convention, cornering seven cosplayers dressed as FBI agents, and taking commemorative photos, I transmigrated in the most disastrous way. No! Is this my punishment for tormenting my favorite character? As a Tohru fan, the first thing I thought of after transmigrating was Tohru's five jobs. Surely no one will think I'm him... Haha... How could anyone fail to tell I'm gender-swapped? I just happen to look like him, that's all. I comforted myself with wishful thinking. Just as I was walking along, a familiar old car drove toward me. Gin rolled down the window and stared at me. "You haven't forgotten tonight's job, have you, Bourbon?" Damn it, I can't withstand Gin's deadly stare. I feel like he'll pull out a handgun and shoot me any second. Help! Help! I'm done for! Gin, I know the organization is full of moles, but don't give up on life to the point of calling random people on the street Bourbon! At first, I was trembling with fear after I transmigrated. Once I got used to this world, I started pulling one outrageous stunt after another. I'm terrible at this, but I still love stirring up trouble. Even after all my ridiculous antics, I keep doing whatever I want and never learn my lesson. Turns out I'm the chaos gremlin! The consequences? What's that? Never heard of it. I'm just an ordinary office worker looking for a little fun. Content warnings! The plot is ridiculous. The author is bad at this. If anyone acts out of character, that's on me, not the characters. Theme: Keep your heart turned toward the light, and look ahead to the future.