*click*

*the sound of tapping on the keyboard

*the fan in the computer*

"... After many troubles of fate, the main character was able to marry her sister. The end."

With this last sentence, a lonely girl in a dark room finished writing her novel. Only the sound of clicking the mouse and keys on the keyboard could be heard. The girl was the most gorgeous girl you could ever meet, it may sound narcissistic, but it is. Long velvety black butt-length hair adorning brown-beer eyes. Hourglass figure, D size breasts. Most proud of her body are her long, shapely legs. She now sits in a lacy bra and panties, her legs armed with stockings.

After writing the last sentence, he pours himself a glass of wine and sends the chapter to the editor. He takes a sip of wine.

"It's been 15 years since my reincarnation in this world… " she says this while stretching lazily. Yes, the lone girl in the room is a person who has been reincarnated. This is the third reincarnation that she remembers. In her first life she lived in the cultivation world known as the empress of lightning and later as the goddess of thunder, she doesn't know how she died she lived about 1,000 years, for high-level cultivators that's not much. In that life, she was most proud of her harem which numbered a thousand jade beauties. The only thing that hadn't changed about Yumeko was her orientation as a lesbian. In her second life, she was reborn in modern times with no magic or cultivation, just an ordinary boring world. When she was reborn she experienced for the first time what a loving family is in her previous life she was an orphan abandoned by her family living in the slums.

Since she was born, she had an awareness from her previous one and quickly got used to her new life and this strange modern world. She could cultivate, but the energy of heaven and earth was so rare she was unable to break through the first layer. She lived happily for twenty years, but as some immortal guy in a red costume said, happiness is just a short commercial break. Her fiancé suffered from incurable heart disease the only salvation was a transplant. At this point regret not having the power from her previous life, she was sure it would have saved her whether with techniques or alchemy. No compatible heart could be found, the only heart that could save her was hers, she made the decision to give her heart to save her.

Now reborn in a strange anime world why do I know this? in my second life I was a culture woman and myself my appearance and name comes from the anime Kagerui Jabami Yumeko. Other than my appearance and name nothing connects me to the original character other than my name and appearance and her quirkiness. Like the original Yumeko I love gambling, in my past lives I didn't like gambling, plus when the game is exciting and high risk I leak at the bottom which is annoying I prefer to leak at the sight of a sexy MILF or onesama. How do I know I'm not the original Yumeko first of all I don't have an older sister, only a younger sister who looks like Jaanne from fate and ironically has the same name. I only watched five episodes and the manga was on the shelf ready to be read but the original Yumeko's sister was lying in the hospital with a mental breakdown, blame the zaibatsu conglomerate. The second factor that I know that I'm not the original Yumeko is, is the dorm where I live and the owner is my aunt. I live in Sakuroso, the owner is Sengoku Chichiro.

I'm curious if the story will go with the original and have Mashiro and Sorata live together. If so I'll have to break my rule of not meddling in relationships and fire off a special mission "Rescuing Shiina Mashiro from Sarata's claws". I have a good chance first of all I'm not beta like Sorata, my charm is great many girls wonder about my sexuality plus I'm Chichoro-nee's niece so far *cought* cought*.

In the original story, Sarata was the only resident with common sense. Now Chichiro-nee has me and my sister. So stealing Mashiro from the main character will be easy. I'll deal with this matter as it comes up.

Now I have to take care of my little sister, our parents died in an accident. Our only family who wanted to take care of us was my father's younger sister Chichro-nee. Even if she didn't want to take care of me I would take care of her. I became a game producer, making small indie plague games...*cought* *cought* as well as novellas. This world is weird the otaku industry is pretty miserable there's no works like One Piece, Naruto, bleach, good thing there's no interdimensional copyright police. A lot of my previous world's work was written here changing the story a bit or making it yuri in the otaku world I'm nicknamed Lilac Empress.

I'm wondering myself if my previous life is some kind of work and this one is some kind of fanfic. I've come to the conclusion that this world is a combination of a couple of anime roomcom.

I check the compilation status of the game

"80% ehh. You work hard my war machine" - pats the compture on the case, a simple JRPG called Re:Lord. I was too lazy to do the graphics so I outsourced it to an outside author write up. This old man is working hard, he hasn't given up the ghost yet. He pats himself on the forehead "I had to raise the flag". I'm not short of money as a writer and game developer earns a lot, if the equipment works well why spend on a new one.

"I'm going to get something to drink " I lean my hand against the computer case "And you work hard I feel this game will earn a lot". There was a sizzle from the computer went a sudden arc of electricity hitting my hand I landed on the arc. I straighten and flex my fingers it looks ok.

"Hmmm it feels so good to be electrocuted usually I was the one electrocuting others" I said slightly sadistically I look sadly at the dead war machine.

[DING!]

"What!" a notification appeared in my field of vision

[DING! Matching host found]

[DING! Installing System]

"What! System-chan?" - I said in disbelief and with a slightly twitching eyebrow