1 The Potty Mouth Says Hello

Hmm. All of the sudden I feel very dizzy. I propped myself up and blinked trying to get my vision back.

Where the f*ck am I?

I looked around rapidly and saw several faces around me. Some were smirking at me, some looked horrified, and the others didn't seem to care.

Why the f*ck are these annoying a** children surrounding me? Wait. The better question is, who the hell are these children?!

I closed my eyes and began to think carefully. The last thing I remember is walking to my Mercedes after work. Then, my memory gets hazy.

"Seri, are you alright?" A blonde hair girl in a light blue frilly dress bent down to me. She spoke in a language that I didn't know, yet I understood it immediately.

I looked up at her, "Who the f*ck is Seri?" I covered my mouth quickly.

Did I just speak in this language naturally?! Please God! Tell me what's happening!!

"Oh my!" A collective gasp rang out. But I ignored it. I had more important matters to think about.

For one, my name wasn't Seri. It was Leia. I was 26 years old. I had studied criminal psychology in college, and although I wasn't a genius, I made near perfect marks. Everyone had high hopes for me. However, instead of helping the world, I became a saleswoman. And I was d*mn good at it too!

You see, I wasn't classified as a good person. I didn't care about friends or making people happy. People are too predictable and boring. Thus, I made it my life goal to be the opposite. I had a kicka** attitude (in her eyes) and never let anyone step all over me.

I can figure out anyone so easily, manipulating them is almost too easy. Because of this I excelled in sales.

So how come I am not back in my expensive car laughing at other's misery???

"S-Seri?" The small girl asked turning pale.

I stood up abruptly and noticed them all flinch. I put both my hands on my hips in an assertive way. I looked at them and quickly realized most were taller than me.

How is that possible?!

I looked down and noticed the most disgusting pale pink dress on me.

Why am I dressed like a toddler?!

I felt my mind go blank. Don't tell me. Am I in an Isekai?!

Ah I must be dreaming. After all, I've read so many Isekai's that I dream I'm in them constantly.

I smacked my cheek with all my strength.

"Eek!" The small blonde girl next to me shouted.

My cheek burned. Oh sh*t. Am I seriously not dreaming? Suddenly I felt myself spinning out of control. Yup. I'm about to snap.

"F*ck this pony a** sh*t in a f*kin b*tch a** mothaf*ker!"