Reincarnated as a Girl? That’s Not My Kind of Another World!

Alright, let me review my life real quick. The bad news: I died. Hit by a truck. Seriously? Who wrote this cheap cliché script? I didn't even get the chance to yell, "Plot twist!" The good news: I reincarnated! A new world! A second chance at life! I'm hoping to become an overpowered protagonist with an amazing harem—that's the bare minimum compensation I deserve after that truck incident. Come on, let me marry the Demon Queen! The next bad news: this world is incredible! Wait. I think there's something wrong with my brain. Let's try that again. This world is filled with wonders. There are monsters. There are superpowers. And there are countless beautiful, peaceful places. Why did I call any of that bad news? I officially take that statement back. The version of me from a few seconds ago was clearly an idiot. This isn't bad news. This is the jackpot. The jackpot. The jackpot? THE JACKPOT?! BULLSHIT! "Can I speak to the manager of reincarnation?" Because this is clearly a mistake. I ordered an overpowered male protagonist package. What I received was a gender-swapped limited edition version with features I never requested. This isn't the jackpot. This is a scam. Note: SLOW BURN, SLICE OF LIFE