Don't Bring Me Into This, That Definitely Wasn't Me

Clara was not always called Clara. Of course, she was not Charlotte Clarena, either.

She was merely an ordinary high school student preparing for the college entrance exams. She had a father and a mother, no siblings, grades that were just about decent, a family that was just about comfortably well-off, and looks that were just about above average. Everything about her was just barely good enough.

Then one day, her family went on a trip and got into a car accident. All three of them died on the spot, without a single survivor.

[Ding! A suitable partner meeting the combined requirements has been detected. Would you like to sign a contract with the Company for Maintaining the Normal Operation of Planes? Upon becoming an employee, you will receive one chance to have a wish granted.]

“...If I join, can you bring my parents back to life?”

[Yes.]

“Then I’ll join!”

[To promote the physical and mental well-being of our employees, do you have any particular interests?]

“Particular? Um... furry... furry fandom?”

[Understood.]

“...?”

What exactly did you understand?

Clara had assumed she was in some kind of infinite-levels survival scenario. She never expected to get a reborn-in-another-world story with an absurdly long title.

Clara would call it: Reborn as a Beast-Eared Beauty in Another World, I Get an Early Taste of Working Life and Become a Year-Round Corporate Slave

The bugs her awful client referred to were a bunch of people who poked holes all over the world, thought they were the chosen ones, and tried to change the world’s timeline however they pleased.

The client System said the task was simple: just kill all the bugs.

Clara, a law-abiding citizen, cried, “Oh no, I’m scared! I can’t do this!”

Seeing Clara hesitate, the client lied without so much as a tremble in its voice: “Bugs are just data made up of various thoughts. They aren’t living beings, so they won’t bleed if you cut them.”

It also secretly gave Clara an underage filter.

On her first mission, Clara cautiously tried to cut a bug with a small knife. Just as promised, there was no blood. Instead, a mass of blue data floated out.

Clara smiled with satisfaction. That awful client really had told the truth.

Pirate A: “Have you heard? Big Mom has a daughter who’s absolutely brutal. Anyone who hears they’re being set up with her bolts from Totto Land in the middle of the night!”

Revolutionary B: “There’s a pirate whose bounty has been rising fast lately. They say she likes watching people bleed to death when she kills them. Someone like that should be the first dangerous element we eliminate!”

Marine C: “You know that pirate called ‘Envy,’ right? Now I understand why envy is the chief of the seven deadly sins. I hear anyone who gets close to the men this woman takes a fancy to ends up dead!”

Clara: What the hell? Who is that? Sounds terrifying! I’ve never heard of her!

Theme: Being happy is what matters most