I Can't Possibly Wake Up as a Beautiful Girl Like This!
I opened my eyes, and the world had split in two.
We gathered in Haru’s room to confirm each other’s presence.
“Just as I thought, this isn’t a dream.”
The Primrose I saw through Haru’s eyes was me. The Haru I saw through Primrose’s eyes was also me. My judgments were Haru’s thoughts and Primrose’s thoughts. My actions were Haru’s thoughts and Primrose’s thoughts.
‘I’m not some dual-core computer. How is this even possible?’
Is this a dream…? While thinking that, and partly to check whether it was a dream or not, out of vague curiosity, I placed my hand on Primrose’s (my) chest and squeezed.
The marshmallow-like softness transmitted through my palm. At the same time, a wave of embarrassment flashed through Primrose’s mind. The gentle pressure felt by a man’s fingertips and the hot sensation lingering on a woman’s chest tangled together inside my brain.
Haru touched Primrose’s lips. They were soft. They felt ticklish. Two sensations coexisted.
Should I try kissing as both a woman and a man for the first time in my life? I considered it, but it felt like I was doing it to myself while looking in a mirror, so I decided against it.
Smelling each other’s scent through our own noses gave no special impression since it was our own smell. But borrowing each other’s noses to smell our scents revealed they were completely different.
Haru smelled like an ordinary guy. ‘Why does Primrose smell like flowers?’
Even her armpits and feet carried the clean fragrance of flower petals. This was seriously an overpowered character.
When I tried to examine the area between her legs in more detail, looking at it through the male Haru’s eyes felt too embarrassing, so I observed it through the female Primrose’s eyes instead. It had the distinct physical features of a woman, different from a man’s.
When I looked down at my original body through Haru’s vision…
“...It’s there. Now that I think about it, mine really is ugly.”
Conversely, the female version of myself that I saw through Primrose’s eyes was so perfect it seemed like a divine sculpture crafted with absolute intent. Yet seeing it didn’t arouse me in the slightest. It simply felt like something that had always been there.
An ordinary human boy’s face. An impossibly beautiful otherworldly girl’s face. Both were my face.
“This is insane.”
We spoke at exactly the same time, with zero point zero zero zero one seconds of delay. Only then did we fully realize this situation was undeniably real.
And so we—no, I—had become two people: the human male Haru and the otherworldly female Primrose.
What was even more bizarre was that our senses synchronized perfectly in real time, regardless of distance.
‘Is this some kind of Bluetooth feature? Does this even make sense?’
Even as I tried to deny reality, Yu Daye’s voice rang out, proving that this was indeed real.
“Oppa~~~~~! Your adorable little sister has arrived!”
At those words, we left the room and headed to the living room where everyone was waiting. We introduced Primrose to them all.
“So she’s Oppa’s secret hidden little sister? Wowowow, she’s incredibly pretty. And she’s cute and mysterious too, like a saint descended upon this world. But the title of Oppa’s precious little sister belongs only to me!!!”
“Ah, I suppose I’m more like a little sister connected by different blood from Yu Daye.”
“Is that so? But forbidden love is what makes for true romance! Overcoming those trials, the heart-pounding LOVE kiss that proves their bond, and then the wedding dress—the fruit of their love!”
No matter what, loving myself was a bit much. So the male version, Haru, spoke up.
“Daye.”
At my command to stop, Yu Daye stuck her tongue out playfully.
“Oppa! You’re so angry at my terrible delusions that you’re trying to turn me into a tragic heroine from a romance manga! Now the imprisoned Yu Daye will stare at the moonlight through the tiny bars every day, crying alone while wondering when her prince Oppa will come, and eventually die a lonely death as a tragic heroine!”
Daisy, who had been holding back, finally exploded. She glared at Yu Daye and me and shouted.
“Haru, you you you you you!!!! Just how much have you corrupted Daye that she says stuff like this every single morning at breakfast?!”
“Daisy, it’s because Daye reads a lot of slightly mature manga.”
“What?! Slightly?! Anyone can see Yu Daye’s condition is critical!”
“As you can see, Yu Daye is a third-year middle schooler who has perfectly mastered how to wear a wedding dress in preparation for accepting the fruits of her love with Oppa. She doesn’t attend school, so she’s not technically a middle school student anymore.”
She used to attend. But since she was an infected who could turn into a monster at any moment, the parents demanded that the school “dispose” of her like livestock before she killed their children—or before she killed them. In that kind of atmosphere, how could she possibly go to school?
“Daye looks so young! What is she doing learning about wedding dresses at that age?! Hey hey hey! You wicked, sneaky, perverted older brother who teaches his little sister weird things! Do something before Daye learns even more strange stuff!”
“Weird stuff? Didn’t you know? These days, it’s common knowledge that when human third-year middle schoolers reach that age, they take ‘confession classes’ every day while hugging their oppa and declaring that their little sister Yu Daye loves him more than anything in the world!”
When I covered her mouth, Yu Daye giggled and said,
“Today too, the lovely little sister Yu Daye will ‘charge’ herself with Oppa’s LOVE-filled, nutrient-rich, piping-hot meal!”
I finally managed to quiet her down.
“She’s like a peaceful oasis. Just having her around makes your heart feel calm. What an adorable little sister.”
“Haaaaaaaah? You think that’s cute? You call that pure?!”
Daisy stared at me like I was crazy. Unlike her, Sorcia smiled gently and said,
“Oh my~ In that case, Haru-nim, should I act like that too?”
“Sorcia, have you lost your mind?! If an elf like you did that, what would the other elves say?!”
“Because I am a woman who belongs to Haru-nim.”
“Sorcia, could you please not say things like that in front of other people?”
“Hmm? Then should I wear a ‘personal choker’ to school to prove that I am Haru-nim’s woman? That makes sense, right? Haru-nim has such strong possessive desires. In that case, I will gladly become Haru-nim’s dog, Sorcia.”
“Dog dog dog?! You ero-manga emperor!!! What exactly are you trying to do to Sorcia?!”
“Sorcia is the one saying all this on her own! I haven’t done anything!”
“You haven’t said anything? Does that mean it’s not enough? Then, to perfectly reflect Haru-nim’s tastes, should I wear a choker to school with my name written on it, a name tag above it that says ‘Owner Haru,’ and a warning below that reads ‘Do not touch except by Owner’? Or if you prefer cats over dogs, should I say ‘nyaong’ or ‘nyaaaong’?”
Daisy and I (Haru) spoke at the same time.
“Sorcia, stop!”
Since the body that had suddenly appeared was Primrose, there were naturally no clothes prepared for her. As a temporary measure, I borrowed Haru’s clothes, but…
“The size… is way too big.”
At 147cm with a slender frame, Primrose wearing Haru’s clothes—which were close to 180cm—looked exactly like a child secretly trying on her father’s outfit.
But since there were no other clothes, I kept wearing Haru’s. Eventually Sorcia and Daisy bought me new ones. They were all girls’ clothes, of course.
‘Primrose is a girl, so buying her girls’ clothes is only natural.’
The problem was that my mind was still that of a man. The fact that I, who had been a man until recently, was now wearing girls’ clothes felt like cross-dressing. At first I wanted to bury my face in the ground and hide.
After wearing them for about a week, I got somewhat used to girls’ clothes. However, there were still parts I couldn’t get accustomed to. The worst of them was the skirt.
The feeling of wind constantly slipping between my thighs whenever I moved was strange, and having my lower body exposed felt incredibly embarrassing.
Thankfully, Daisy had given me what she called “the absolute basic item that every female demon from the Serena Union must wear.”
“At least I have these knee-high socks to be grateful for!”
If I didn’t have them, my lower body would have been completely exposed, and the shame would have been even worse.
‘If you’re a girl, it’s normal for a skirt to show some skin. I guess I just have to get used to it.’
That aside, my body was as small as Hunya’s, so there weren’t many clothes that fit properly. I ended up wearing only the cute outfits that mid-teen girls would wear. Because of that, people—especially men—stared at me as if shooting lasers from their eyes.
‘I don’t think I’ll ever get used to men looking at me with those “you’re so cute” eyes.’
That was what I thought.
In the gentlemen’s otaku game Ravius Online, there was a user named MusclesAreGreat.
Just from the username, people assumed it was made by someone who wanted to become muscular. But when they learned the user was actually a girl—and a girl from the Serena Union at that—people began posting one by one.
Maybe it was an ID that reflected the girl’s tastes?
Not long after, the official homepage’s screenshot board, which should have been flooded with pictures of female characters’ underwear, was instead completely covered in bulging, veiny muscle photos.