April 3rd. Luck Chorus

Tsumugi woke up in another world with a committee badge still in her pocket and luck rattling around inside her like loose coins. She had been the girl who ran the sports day PA system, the one who picked songs that said what she could not. Now she worked a guild counter in a kingdom where people came back bruised, missing, or never came back at all. Her job was paper, names, and the families left behind. Her body was human. Her nature was luck itself, brief and unstable, and every kind choice bent chance around her in ways she could not fully control. The tea set in her book, the genealogy in her sleeve, and the pin in her drawer all tied her to a past she did not understand. Haruna was the...