Thumbs twiddling, Natsuki sat at the front of what appeared to be a floating hover-truck, listening to harsh beats that somehow reminded him of the dub-step beats made by those Mongolian herders...
Damn were they lit!
Yet it still did not ease the tension that lay in the air, as the Sheeple wearing glasses was seen huffing through her cute, tiny nose, evidently pissed at being treated as a chauffeur for a mistake that she didn't commit. I mean, couldn't they ask that arsehole Scaramond to come and drop him off– Oh wait...
He's stuck in the basement dealing with the clogging of the Chronotonic Encapsulator!
Hah, serves him right...
Confused at the sudden change, Natsuki couldn't help but wonder what made Fleura so happy.
"Uh, Ms. Fleura–"
"Call me big sister~"
"Ms.–"
"BIG. SISTER."
Gulping at the freezing air coming from her, Natsuki continued his query. "So, big sis, where are we going now...?"
Turning a sharp right (causing poor Natsuki to conk his head for the second time in the day), Fleura turned her attention towards the confused would-be corpse.
"Why, to send you to reincarnation of course..."
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"God damn it, how many times do I have to tell you – They can't pick me as their cheat!
RAAARRRGGGHHH!!!"
Slam!
Huffing heavily through her nose, the blue-haired beauty of a 'receptionist' smashed down the phone in her hand, slamming it hard until cracks could be seen at the edges. "Un-fucking-believable! The sheer gall to ask me for that! Who do they think they are, Gigachad!? Just cause dad managed to snag my useless Water Goddess of a mother and had me, they all think they have a chance in snagging me: Fat chance! God damn it, I'm not a trophy wife, and I'm certainly not as useless as my vase of a mother– Oh hello there, Fleura, fancy seeing you here. What seems to be the issue here...?"
As his dad used to say, 'all women are born actors', the raging she-hulk of a woman, within a split second, transformed back into a demure woman, tucking in strands of her deep-blue hair, as she sat down back on her chair, patting down the trembling crown braid as she faced them. Swiping the pile of papers to her right, she clasped her hands, before sitting down to their business. "Any issues that I can help you with? You know that I, as your best friend, can help you with anything, even smuggling in the rare Contician Weedlow that you so desire. Now, the only thing is that you would have to owe me a huge ass favour –"
"Not that (andshut up! If boss finds out, I'm fucking dragging you down with me, you goblin ass of a woman!). The issue here is that young Natsuki here was mistakenly, let's say, 'killed' by that damn Scaramond, and so we had to create for him a clone to fool the authorities back at his home, so to trick them that he had died, and not been abducted by some fucking aliens, and thereby ended up bringing him here. Now that all is said and done, could you please help us send him into a new world where he can start afresh. I mean, even by our standards, he has been dealt one hell of an unlucky hand..."
Feeling a sharp nudge on his toes, Natsuki took a gander at what the crazy woman wanted him to do (hint: never mess with a druggie too far...). After another death stare, Natsuki finally got what she wanted him to do:
Using his doe-like eyes, he pouted at the beautiful receptionist, to the point where even the hardened drug dealer had no choice but to bend to his whim. Sighing in defeat, Feena couldn't help but begin typing on her computer, wanting to see what she could do.
"Haah... let's see what I can do. Say, what was your name again?"
"Uh, Fujimaru Natsuki..."
"Right, let's see what I can do for you. Seeing that you were royalty screwed by Throway Transportations, they'll be forced to bear your reincarnation costs. Now let's see which world would be best suited for you... Oh, Trysthall seems to be a good choice, a world filled with cute beastmen and beastchicks– or maybe Aryndughyll, where I can help you reincarnate as a hero destined to defeat the Demon King. As an added bonus, I can even throw in a harem for you if you want–
Ah, oh no..."