I was reincarnated as a TS in an SF world, and I'm giving my all to work as a corporate slave in the public order maintenance unit!

Year 2155. Having been reincarnated as a woman in the security maintenance division of a black company, I decided this time to live life positively. I charge into a hail of bullets for overtime pay, and cyberneticize my body for workers' compensation claims. Yet despite just doing that—— My subordinates call me the "tragic hero exploited by the corporation," while enemies call me the "white grim reaper." Even though I'm just happily working as a corporate slave, girls somehow direct heavy emotions toward me. This is a muddied yuri cyberpunk action SF that begins from goodwill and misunderstandings. ※For the first week of posting, 3 posts per day. After that, 1 post daily at 7 AM until stock runs out ※A work that achieved weekly 1st place and gained numerous followers on other sites