Hello, tall-ass bitch speaking?
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The only thing that made me even remotely happy about being reborn (besides my exceptional beauty) was my height — I was only about ten now and I already stood at the height of five feet.
And trust me when I say that it made me happier than anything ever did — I was short stack in my last life, being half-Asian and all, but in this one? Oh, no, no; I was a tall-ass bitch in this one, baby!
And thankfully (maybe?) not a girl — cause if I had to go through puberty one more time, I would have sure killed someone. Periods are fucking awful — all my joints hurt during menstruation in my last life and that bloody awful cramps were honestly the death of me.
Even thinking about them now made me flinch.
Thank God that's one thing I don't have to go through. Who knew being a guy was not that bad?
oOo
I take my words back — being a boy was exhausting.
Even though I had much greater strength than I did in my last body, the amount of work people gave me thinking I was a 'big boy' was ridiculous.
What the hell, dude?
Don't you see, I'm just a ten year old here!
But honestly, Kanae did a lot too while she was a good year younger than me; and that I can respect.
That made me wonder — when did that demon attack happened in their home anyway?
All the manga details were quite hazy in my mind — the only ones that I even did remember were the very hard hitting ones like... Rengoku's death.
Or even Genya's. Or anyone's.
Ugh, I'm still not over them, I swear.
But with all this shitty knowledge, what will I even do?
Saving them is too ambitious and honestly too much work. Maybe warn them...?
What about joining them?
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FanfictionFrom writing Isekai fanfics to being Isekai-ed into one- what's the worst that could happen? Well, at least autocorrect and typos won't bother him here much, right? (ML!OC with a shitposting breathing style because he is very much done with these...
