The die is cast. Snake eyes sez: Sukeban (male)
Fun Fact: this makes the third quest I've run where when given the option, Hotblooded wins.
[X] Hotblooded [Apex Stat: Force]
[X] A delinquent. You raised hell in life, now we raise you. [Favored Class: Warrior]
[X] Camille Asuka
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Is it coming back to you now? Who you were? You seem more fleshed out now and ye gods you're pretty. Like, you've got these dangerous eyes, but a beautiful, womanly face. And that scar on your nose, kyaaaa~! This is bad! I'm going to get heavenly blood on your paperwork, and then I'd be contractually bound to come with you to whichever world you end up in!
I'll be right back, I promise! You can have the POV!
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You are Camille Asuka, son of a French martial artist and a Japanese Yakuza princess. You got your mother's looks and your father's skill with fist and blade. You also got into a lot of fights: dudes trying to unpretty you, girls trying to unpretty you, dudes and girls trying to do...other things to you. Look, it's not your fault you're naturally slight and can't pack on muscle and your hair is such a luxurious raven black. Or that people stopped trying to kick your ass as much when you started crossdressing.
You always liked cute shit and were as down for watching PreCure as you were for One Piece. You cared about your hair, your looks, and your martial skill; it struck you as weird that other folks didn't. A skilled fighter is a beautiful fighter, so you strive for both. Aneki always said be who you want to be and fuck everyone else; you wear her old sukeban school uniform in honor of that. You also have her old magical girl transformation trinket, a heart-shaped tsuba eyepatch, but you don't like using it. You don't feel worthy of it.
Also, it turns you into an actual girl. Tits and all. And they're huge, so it fucks up your balance and really goddamn hurts when you get socked in the chest. You don't wanna wear a bra all the time just in case. That's just weird, and you're already pushing it with the shimapan and spats you died in (motherfuckers are way more comfortable than boxer briefs).
Speaking of, you died. That sucks. And this chick who claims to be a goddess is talking about reincarnation and shit; you'd ask where the cameras were, but you distinctly remember getting hit by a fucking truck.
You wince in phantom pain, then notice two people beside you; a cool older woman in business attire and a chuuni looking dude around your age in a tracksuit. The woman conjures a cigarette from the ether and starts smoking while the dude bounces in his chair, rambling about cheat skills and waifus.
Never one to be shy, you strike up a conversation. "Yo. Name's Camille Asuka."
The dude responds first, giddy with excitement. "That's a pretty name for a pretty girl! Am I getting my waifus already? As expected of isekai!"
You clench and unclench your fingerless glove clad fists. "I'm a man. Camille is a man's name."
The woman blows ghostly smoke into the air. "In France, maybe. You don't look French."
"Dad's French."
"Ah." She raises an eyebrow. "That explains a lot."
The dude strokes his chin, grinning. "It wouldn't be my first choice, but a trap is fine too..."
"What's your name, man?" You rise up out of your seat and step to him.
He looks up. "Hiiro Yuu, why?"
You crack your knuckles. "I like to know the names of people I beat the shit out of."
The woman chuckles and steps between you two. "Settle down, boys." She hands the both of you business cards.
Hiiro reads the card. "Megumi Konishi, Kurogata Shipping Concern?"
"My folks use your company for stuff," you say to Megumi, "How's Becky doing?"
"So you're from that Asuka family, huh?" Megumi gives you a warm smile. "I thought you looked familiar."
"Heeeeeey, are you two hardboiled members of the underworld? I've always liked girls with rough edges and soft curves." Hiiro is starstruck now.
"Kid, didn't anyone ever teach you how to talk to a lady?" Megumi puts a hand on his shoulder and forces a smile.
"Nope! I'm a HikkiNEET! This is my first time talking to a 3D girl other than Magical Mari-chan in..." he counts on his fingers. "Three years!"
"...Oh," Megumi softens, her tense fury turned to motherly concern. "Well this isn't the way to do it, okay?"
" 'Kay! You're a really nice mommy-type BBA, ma'am." Hiiro grins and hugs Megumi before she can swing at him for that BBA line.
Before you can pry him off and beat some respect into him, the goddess comes back. You get a good look at her now, and she's a looker. She looks like you'd expect an angel to look; all flowing white cloth and expertly crafted figure. White feathers fall loose from folded wings, leaving a downy trail behind her.
Your heart skips a beat and you suddenly really regret wearing spats.
"So, I have all your paperwork done, all that's left is to determine which world you all go to. You three get along while I was gone?"
Hiiro pipes up first. "Yep! I must say, miss goddess, you've chosen excellent companions for me! Now I just need a loli character and the battle harem is complete!"
"Seriously, what is this fucker talking about and can I hit him for it?" You ask.
"Well, given the...nature of Hiiro-kun's death and his general lack of karmic weight, he's been given the standard isekai reincarnation plan: cheat skill, exemplary reincarnation, battle harem, the works."
"If I have to be this kid's harem anything, I'm killing myself," Megumi says.
"You're already dead..." the goddess says.
Megumi glares at her. "I'll find a way to get it done.
The goddess coughs. "Well then, I assume you two don't want to work together. Given your karmic weight, we can't give you any companions, Asuka-san." She gives you a coy look. "But a goddess is all loving and all giving..."
She's clearly trying to give you something nice, probably to get in your pants. What do you ask?
[ ] I'm confused, I got what Hiiro got, right? [Smooth+]
[ ] Why don't Megumi and I stick together? [Grace+]
[ ] Is that your blood on the contract? [Wits+]
"Anyway, there's three places we can send you: the usual fantasy, Sengoku-ish island of Yamato, the mysterious, wuxia port city of Zhenzhu, or the proud, 20th Century fantasy nation of Schwarzwald." She winks at you. "I'm sure you'll do well anywhere. If you don't, I get to see you again when you die! Pretty nifty, huh?"
[Choose Your Location]
[ ] The Land of Myth and Monsters ~ Yamato
[ ] The Immaculate Pearl of Martial Arts ~ Zhenzhu
[ ] The Old Iron Empire ~ Schwarzwald
