"Well, well, little girl, congratulations. You're already dead. Also, your sins are grave—you indirectly caused many deaths—so you've been sentenced to Hell."
Just as Rin Nohara stood there completely confused, a sinister voice suddenly rang out. "However, our Hell has kept pace with modern society. As long as you pay, we can let you go to Heaven. If you pay enough, we even offer VIP services.
For example, we can reincarnate you into a wealthy family, or let you be reborn with your memories intact. Do you know why there are more and more transmigrators these days? They may look like accidents, but they actually took the VIP route.
Oh, right. Lots of people choose to reincarnate into your Naruto world, and then they all die. Hahaha, that lousy world is hard to survive in even with a Golden Finger. It's absolutely miserable."
"..."
Rin Nohara looked utterly dumbfounded. Was Hell this corrupt now? And that line about keeping pace with modern society—wasn't that mocking modern society?
In the end, was the Naruto world really that miserable? Why didn't she think so? Uh, wait. She had gone to war and died when she was still so young. It really was pretty miserable.
Rin Nohara then came to her senses and shouted angrily, "Wait, that's not right! Mister King of Abilities, you're messing with me again!"
"I'm not messing with you. Among my assets, there really is one—uh, several—several hundred Hells."
Andrew said, "Besides, you're already dead. My condolences. Oh, right, did you buy insurance? Who did you list as the beneficiary?"
"I'm dead? How am I dead again? Why did I say 'again'?"
Rin Nohara was shocked. She had no idea how she had died. Even if she had been eroded by the Doomsday Gene, there should have been a