Seeing that the young boy before her drooling slightly, the hottie a woman merely gave a chuckle, before twisting her qipao as she crossed her legs. "Well, if it ain't the young boy that dear Scaramond accidentally ran over on World 616AC. Heard he was barely alive when he was brought here. You should be thankful that dear Vy was here to heal you..."
Stifling the small laughter that escaped her, she turned towards the yet ogling Natsuki. "Well, she ain't here yet, gone out to the grocers to get some drinks for the team. What, didn't expect us 'supernaturals' to have the taste of you humans...?"
Blushing madly, Natsuki bobbed his head in embarrassment, as he felt her green jadeite eyes gleam in amusement at his–
Slap!
Damn it, stop horndogging her!
Eyes rising in curiosity, it was only then did the silver-haired woman register why he was acting like this. "Oh right, sorry. I'm a Daluo Golden Immortal from one of the many Wuxia worlds that exist in the multiverse. Yeah, forgot for a moment that weak ones such as you usually act as those arrogant jerks who think they're 'all powerful' just cause of getting a system that gives them OP shit. I mean, have some common sense man! But I digress here..."
Here, though faint, Natsuki could feel deep sadness that briefly erupted from the beautiful fairy, before quickly being covered up...
Ehem!
Clearing her throat, the beautiful-lady-who-has-sword-like-eyebrows (dammit stop ogling stupid me!) turned her attention to a pile of papers that lay on her desk. Pulling a halls from her drawers, she took a gander at the information that lay before her:
"Ehem!
Name: Natsuki Fujimaru
Age: 18
Life Expectancy: 100
Details: Born to Hiroto and Kaede Fujimaru, he grew up with two older sisters. Lost his father at the age of 6, after which..."
As she continued reading, the all-powerful lady slowly grew more and more aghast at what she read, until she finally began crying at what he was subjected to.
"Hic, hic... poor boy, abandoned by everything and everyone. Heck, not even those NTR novels you can find in the Japanese section are this bad. B-but later on in life, it is said that you would've aced the exams, causing you to land a position in the University of Tokyo as a Valedictorian. Later, after graduating with Honours, you would've founded a company in AI, leading to your inclusion in the Forbes 500 companies and a net worth of around $ 500 Billion USD (racist pigs, hetui!). Sure, you would've remained single for life after what you experienced in your youth, but you would've adopted hundreds of children, giving them a home they never experienced. This would have led you to gain immense karma, which would have, possibly, given you a chance to reincarnate in another world as the Emperor of a mighty nation (of course, with your memories erased – reincarnators become such a pain in the ass if they retain their memories with no chains attached!). But..."
Leaning back on her chair, the sad sister pushed her glasses up, sighing in defeat. "But thanks to Scara-douche over here, your life was cut short. And to top it off, we had to create a fake body just to leave a trace of your existence, otherwise the Gods of Takamagahara of your Japan would've raised a ruckus against us! I'll send Fleura, the nice Sheeple who brought you here, to help and take you to the Hall of Reincarnation, to help you get reincarnated into a new and better life...
Otherwise, my name ain't Bai Mei!"