Snack Terror and the Princess Carry
After school ended, Mina and I left the school building and headed toward the subway station.
The snacks my friends had given me one by one had piled up in my bag, making it significantly heavier than usual.
Honestly, it probably wasn't even 5 kg, but to me it felt heavy enough.
Still, back when I was a guy I could have carried something like this without much trouble. Now it seems like becoming a woman has weakened my strength and stamina.
It's probably because I've been lying around for two weeks.
Carrying a bag that weighed less than 5 kg and groaning the whole way was embarrassing.
“My friends' snack terror filled my bag so it's way too heavy.”
It was tough, but thinking about how delicious the snacks were gave me the energy to keep going.
They were all gifts from my friends for me, so maybe I could eat a few to lighten the load?
I pulled a few snacks out of my bag and handed them to Mina.
“Let's eat these while we walk.”
“Thanks. I'll eat them.”
The snacks I took out didn't seem to differ by even 200 g.
In the end I gave up trying to lighten the load and started walking while carrying the bag.
“Want me to take it?”
“It's fine. I'm stronger than I look.”
“Hehe, cute. Ah.”
When I was groaning and struggling to carry the bag without dropping it, Mina quickly pulled me toward her and lifted the bag with one hand.
Mina didn't seem burdened by the weight at all, unlike me.
She carried the bag I had been shouldering on both shoulders using just one hand.
And she put her own bag and mine on both shoulders.
I could only feel the emptiness of my strength, which was infinitely weaker than a woman's.
Of course Mina had excellent athleticism compared to most women, but the gap was too wide.
“Mina, it's not heavy at all?”
“Not heavy? I can even carry you like this.”
“Hey, that wouldn't be easy, would it?”
No matter how strong Mina was, carrying two bags plus me was impossible.
Even if her weight was around 30 kg, plus the bags it was just over 35 kg.
“Really? Want to see?”
“Eh?”
Mina suddenly lifted me while carrying the bags and gave me a princess carry.
Being princess carried by Mina on the street made me feel incredibly embarrassed.
A man being princess carried by a woman is rare.
Now that I'm a woman too.
“Put me down. I get it.”
“Jiyoung isn't heavy at all.”
Mina gently set me down.
Even though my weight was around 30 kg, a woman could lift me that easily?
I found carrying even a 5 kg bag difficult, so this was amazing.
If I had even half of Mina's strength I would have easily carried the bag.
“Mina is amazing as always. Even I think I'm too weak.”
“Jiyoung has an incredibly cute appearance instead. A tragic appearance that anyone would love.”
“I have some bad taste too, right?”
“Such a person wouldn't just be someone who hates cute things?”
People who hate cute things exist somewhere.
I followed Mina onto the subway and noticed people's gazes directed at me.
I really felt many eyes on me since yesterday.
My hair color was a very noticeable shade and my appearance itself was unusual, so they were probably just staring.
A long silver-haired girl who looked like an elementary school student wearing a boy's school uniform would stand out.
So I thought it wasn't a big deal and sat in the remaining empty corner seat.
“People keep glancing at me because of my hair color.”
“That's true, but Jiyoung is really cute.”
“It seems like I've become much more noticeable than before.”
There were good points to being noticeable.
It could be a huge advantage when starting internet broadcasting.
Since it had come to this, I should definitely show off my advantages.
“Hey, you're so pretty. Can I have your contact?”
“Who are you? Do you know me?”
A man who looked like an adult suddenly asked Mina for her contact information.
When did he see Mina and confess?
Confessing to a high school student as an adult was weird, and did he think he was better than Mina?
He didn't look like it at all. Just an ordinary man one would see anywhere.
The brave man gets the beauty. That only happens when there's some connection.
Justifying a stranger suddenly approaching and confessing, causing trouble, was too disgusting.
Especially, pretty part-time workers said they suffered a lot when working part-time.
There were men who came up to women trying to seduce them at beach resorts, but rather than that, a man who said let's play together at the resort was much better.
Because there were cases where women went to play with other women to play with men.
But men who hit on part-time workers in public transport like subways or stores were really disliked.
I thought they were cowards disguised as courage.
“S-sorry. I don't know, but is there no way?”
“You thought I'd give you my contact just because you asked?”
“N-no.”
“Because it's a nuisance to others too, please don't do that again.”
Mina's sharp words made the surrounding people glare at the man.
He eventually left the seat, feeling uneasy under the people's gazes.
Most men who confessed when Mina said that could be driven away.
If he confessed to me, I could call him a lolicon and end it, but for Mina that method didn't work, so it was frustrating.
Both me and Mina had received many confessions, so seeing such men made us shiver.
When did he see to confess?
“Really a nuisance? You know Mina is pretty.”
“Now he looks like a college student. It's funny that he confessed to a minor high school student.”
“If he confessed to me, I could call him a lolicon.”
“Apparently, pretty part-time workers quit because of such people who hit on them while boldly confessing.”
Confession incidents happened often, but today should have been a good day to start the first broadcast. My mood was spoiled.
What did he believe when confessing to a stranger?
Better than adult trash who confessed to me, but still, making the Mina I liked feel uncomfortable was too annoying.
“Hey.”
“Yes?”
Was he trying to confess to Mina again?
Why today?
Mina was pretty, but today one was repelled and another appeared.
From appearance he looked like a high school student, but which school?
“Are you perhaps an idol?”
“Yes? Me?”
“Yes. Your hair color is pretty and you're too cute.”
He said while looking at me.
This time it wasn't Mina, but me.
In the past there were cases where people mistook me for an idol.
Especially, many thought I was an idol trainee.
The reason many thought I was an idol trainee was because I looked small and young, and if I were a real idol I wouldn't have debuted yet.
“I'm not an idol.”
“Sorry. Because you're so cute and your appearance shows, I mistook you for an idol.”
“It's okay.”
He apologized awkwardly and went to another seat.
I understood his feelings to some extent.
I felt many glances stealing looks at me, and if many people's gazes were focused, one would wonder who it was.
In reality, if an idol appeared, many people would gather around and gazes would focus.
In my case, because of my hair color and appearance, and because Mina also had idol-like looks, it could be mistaken.
“We're here. We can get off here.”
“Here? Your house is really close.”
“It takes less than 10 minutes from our house.”
The store Mina knew was really close to her house.
So, buy underwear quickly and do internet broadcasting in Mina's room.
Around Mina's apartment there were many shopping areas because it was a high-class apartment.
There were a lot of restaurants, movie theaters, coffee shops, and many other shopping areas within 10 minutes.
I looked around the shopping area and checked what was there.
2000 won mart? It used to be a 1000 won mart back then. Compared to then, prices had risen a lot.
“Here it is. Women's Clothing Store. The store men hate entering the most.”
“Hearing it, it seems so. So now you're taking me.”
“Yeah. If it was before, I wouldn't have thought of coming together. But now it's different.”
As Mina said, because men hated entering, there were no men's appearances.
Only men waiting for their girlfriends outside.
Right next to the store was an arcade, so I could kill time until the girlfriend finished shopping.
Waiting outside while playing games in the arcade or briefly entering.
The location was well chosen?
Normally, such places were usually visited by women together.
Since I was a man before, I felt sympathy for the men who were forcibly brought.