Just before the sharp conical weapon impaled his chest, he managed to jump up, barely scraping by (thanks to the blessing of the Parkour God). As he tumbled back, he saw what was attached to the horns:
A beautiful woman, skin as white as the purest of milk, her satiny brown hair curling down her fair face, accentuating her rose red lips, all the while as her shiny horns glistened–
Wait, horns!?
"AHHHHH! THE DEVIL'S COME TO TAKE ME TO HELL!!!"
"Don't you dare compare me to those scamming CUNTS!"
Thwack!
Using the thick filder on her head, she wacked Natsuki on the head several times, causing him to see his dead grandparents beckoning from the Sanzu River once again...
Grandmama, I miss you so much...
Natsuki dear... WHERE'S MY GREAT-GRANDCHILD!!!
Turning into a Rakshasa at the very last minute, her ugly face scared Natsuki back into the land of the living. Sweat pouring down for the second time in the day, he couldn't help but swear at her.
"Damn it you batshit she-devil, stop trying to kill me!"
"I'm not a deviiiiiiiil!!!"
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Rubbing his head, Natsuki followed the pretty she-devil (I've told you, I'm not a devil!) through the long corridor, passing by several people as they busily walked to and fro, busy with their work. Tall or short, fat or wide, they all had the same characteristic:
None of them were human
As he watched awestruck, he felt something bumping his knees. "Ouch! Look where you're going, shithead! You nearly squished me! And I've already finished my insurance coverage this year for 'getting squished by tall people'! And mom really wants that Flynswell glass vase... Hey, I know what: you could pay my medical bills for me–"
"Dandelor, do this shit once more, and I swear I'll kick your ass back to the halls of Thystal!"
Hearing that horrific voice, Dandelor, the short-haired Gnome who wanted to scam Natsuki (Gnomes are disgusting scammers), Dandelor immediately did a U-turn, wanting to quickly escape before she was dragged into another earful of a beratement, but failing as she was dragged by her ears until she could feel it tearing at the seams.
"That's it you rat, it's docking time for you! Trying to scam this poor fellow after he was smashed by Scaramond with Gloriana–"
"Wait, he's the poor sod that was isekai-ed without proper authorisation!? Ahahahahah! Poor Scaramond, reincarnating someone whose time's not up will get them into trouble with the honchos patrolling the street– No way, that's where he is!? Ohhh boy, once Melita finds out about this, off to the keyboard it's for him! Last time I checked, she had claimed that she had bought a keyboard that those Slogons use. You know how fucking lethal those shit are..."
Rolling her eyes, the Sheeple couldn't help but give the nookie to the Gnome, twisting until smoke could be seen coming from her hair. "Ow, ow, ow! Stop it, you barbarian! No wonder no one wants to date you! I mean, even those Gorillies have a higher chance of finding mates than you..."
Seeing the increasing number of veins across the Sheeple's face, the Gnome quickly changed the subject. "Anyways, the boss is inside the last time I checked. I believe she's just finished the 21st pile, so you can go there now..."
With a final side eye, Dandelor signalled that they could now visit the boss, who'll pass the final judgement on what to do with young Natsuki. Gulping nervously, our poor protagonist slowly marched into the main office, where his fate would be sealed...
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Marching into the spacious room, Natsuki was surprised to see it bland. Expecting a whole ass palace, he was understandably shocked to see an office just like those back at his home:
Simple and minimalistic
Sitting at the table was a young woman of unknown age, her face as white as mutton fat, her silky smooth hair going down her sleek back, all the while her blood-red lips were chewing the pen, with her sword-like brows furrowing in anxiety, all the while as her thin legs sexily crossed over each other, her tiny feet tantalising–
Wait, why am I spouting shot as those Chinese Manhua horndogs!?