Chapter 56
Chapter 56
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 56
Chapter Title: Cross-Dressing Reaction Test
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The cross-dressing was a success.
I'm not sure if I should even call it a success...
Anyway, the real challenge now is figuring out how to draw in customers for the festival.
I blinked at the mirror for a moment.
Yeah... under the lights, you can definitely tell it's a guy.
No matter how much I tape it down, the bone structure doesn't change.
"Hmm..."
Still, it's pretty amazing.
Makeup and hair make such a huge difference.
I'm not thrilled about being pretty or suddenly developing a taste for this...
Nothing like that. I obviously prefer my real self. There's no way I'd like cross-dressing. Women wouldn't like this either... They just enjoy it as a novelty event.
That said, it did spark a little anticipation.
If I can look this good like this...
Maybe I could look handsome too?
If I just tweak the makeup and hair a bit...
That expectation made my heart race a little. Oh? Even me?
'Hmm.'
For now, I need to wash off the hair and makeup.
I stood in front of the full-length mirror, fiddling with my bangs. When did I even wipe off all the makeup...
Then a thunderous voice rang out. Eek!
"What are you doing?!"
Whoa, you scared me.
The female seniors who had been staring at their phones came charging over, yelling.
Why... why are you like this?
The seniors' eyes were burning with excitement.
"What are you trying to do right now?"
"I... I'm about to wash off the makeup..."
"Why would you wash it off?"
No, but...
I can't walk around like this all day.
Class is starting soon.
I stammered in panic. Why does this feel so ominous?
"Cl-class is starting soon."
"I can't go like th—"
"Why not?"
...Huh?
The hand reaching for the makeup was grabbed and sealed away.
Eh... huh?
"Obviously, you're going to class like this."
Wh-why?
The seniors' eyes gleamed darkly.
"We have to test the reactions."
"We spent hours on that makeup."
Wh-what reaction test?
I think I underestimated cross-dressing way too much.
Makeup's fine. Makeup's okay...
But the skirt? No way, you crazy bitches...
Cold wind blows between my legs with every step.
And chilly air slips through the square panties...
Th-this isn't it. This can't be right!
"I... I can't do it! I can't!"
"Hey now. How do you know if you haven't tried?"
I'm doing it right now!
I'd rather die than go to class like this! I'm dying here!
"Then die as a girl."
Huh?
That was the creepiest thing I've heard lately.
The seniors grabbed me and dragged me to the lecture hall.
Th-this isn't right! Seriously, no! Everyone's gonna stare!
"H-hngh."
I could already see a lot of friends sitting in their seats.
No turning back now...
Class is about to start; no time to remove the makeup...
"No one will notice. Absolutely no one."
"Just act confident. Looking suspicious will draw more eyes."
Th-this is a dream... This is hell...
To think I considered serving like this... This is insane.
The lecture hall has no back door, so I have to go through the front.
I-I need to check in soon... Swallowing tears, I hurried inside.
"Fighting!"
Fighting my ass...
At least it's not physics or something...
Lots of students, so I can slouch in the back.
I quickly walked to the rear and sat down. Cold sweat pouring everywhere... Feels like I've become a super gay...
"Haaawn."
Go-good, seems like no one's paying attention.
Some kids glance over...
Probably just staring at the unfamiliar girl in class.
It's fine... Escape after this and scrub off the makeup.
'Ugh... hmm.'
Chit-chat flowing as usual.
Yeah, no one seems interested...
Was I overreacting?
Even after the professor came in and took roll call, no weird stares.
Thank goodness... Though my butt's sweating buckets.
'Glance.'
More than the guys...
The girls were glancing more.
Faces like, "Who's this new chick?" ...Am I getting the evil eye? Nah.
'Ah, fuck. So boring.'
Through the door window, I saw the seniors' disappointed faces.
What, expecting some epic drama?
Unless the prof calls "Yi Jun-hyeong, come solve this problem?" no such honey-pot happens.
You demons...
'Fuck.'
But if this were physics, it could've gone down like that.
Me in drag and skirt, going to the front to solve a problem?
Thighs all out?
Oh shit... I'd jump out the window first.
"Ha..."
I rested my chin on my hand and clicked my tongue.
Even getting dragged to soccer was better...
'Fuck.'
I've half-given up now.
Drag me to the convenience store... the athletic field... whatever.
But yeah, people don't seem to recognize me much. They wouldn't look closely anyway.
If I'd gone with obvious drag, it'd be "Uwaaah, fucking crazy homo!" chaos... Guess the test passed somewhat.
"Ha..."
I sat on the athletic field, quietly watching the seniors play soccer.
Female seniors vehemently opposed my joining...
Just sitting here spectating like this.
Feels like I'm turning into a total sissy...
'Sniff sniff.'
'Fuck, why do I smell nice too?'
Sitting still, seniors come sniff my hair.
Fuck...
Probably because I switched to Yi Ju-ha's shampoo.
Ran out, went shopping, saw hers and grabbed it.
Then this disaster...
Or maybe the makeup and perfume scents.
"Ahh."
I spread my legs and flopped back, staring at the sky.
Female seniors went to class.
Now's the time to wash this off.
Ah. Yi Ju-ha.
Another transfer came in.
Just the deposit confirms we're both alive. So damn complicated.
Lately, the amounts and frequency seem up, so I checked...
Finally watched the fourth video late.
The day Yi Ju-ha visited school, we got smashed and passed out... That day.
Too wasted to get home, crashed at a motel together.
No idea what possessed her to film...
Feels like "Motel fee's a waste, might as well."
Phone footage is crude, but somehow more erotic...
'Fuck.'
Problem is, drunk Yi Ju-ha was out of her mind too, doing all sorts of wild shit.
Most shocking: that weird position.
She's licking my dick while straddling my face...
My clueless sleeping face getting rubbed...
Fuck, that moist weird smell back then was that? Shit...
Never dreamed I'd get that while asleep.
At least she didn't smother me enjoying herself.
Drunk on my face, I might've suffocated...
'Drunk Yi Ju-ha.'
Suddenly horny as hell.
Alcohol loosens her shuttle boundaries weirdly, feels good.
That night, lines blurred a lot... Even now, more permissive than first.
'Throb.'
Uwaaah fuck!
Thinking of the video made my dick twitch up.
Not now, you psycho!
I hurriedly covered and turned away.
Fuck, seniors here would've been disaster. Cute drag Jun-hyeong to psycho gay Yi Jun-hyeong switch...
"Jun-hyeong-ah~."
"Y-yes."
"Get some water."
Sure.
Quickly calmed the bulge, dashed with water.
"Jun-hyeong-ah, you should play too."
"Shall I?"
Just change to shorts here and go.
Bangs piece has perks.
Always self-conscious about ugly forehead; bangs hide it, less worry running.
"Ahh~ I want a massage from Jun-hyeongie."
Huh?
All eyes on the muttering senior.
Her face paled instantly.
"N-no, fuck, not like that, you crazies."
"Heh heh... First warning."
"Fucking massage perv..."
"No fuck, you're the pervs, fuck."
"Fuck, massaging in that outfit? Twitter meltdown."
Chaos either way...
Better not risk photos.
"Jun-hyeong-ah..."
"Yes."
"Fuck, at least cover with a blanket..."
...Just don't look at my legs, fuck!
This might awkward things with the bros...
They made me dress like this hyped...
'Ha.'
So fucking bored.
Yi Ju-ha sighed, getting up from bed.
Texas Hold'em's dull, no YouTube to watch.
PC bang games suck without buddies.
Everyone busy with college or jobs, no playmates.
Instead, endless Insta stories bragging: trips, luxury buys, new boyfriends.
Most eye-catching: plastic surgery makeovers.
Eyes standard, noses, lips too.
Some unrecognizable; shocking.
That much change?
'Hmm...'
Yi Ju-ha stroked her chin.
Toyed with nose, eyes.
Not that she hadn't considered... Laziness biggest hurdle.
No guarantee it'd work.
'Shuffle shuffle.'
Slipped on Crocs, wandered neighborhood aimlessly.
Only thrill lately: OnlyFans.
Dark popularity, but attention's nice. Didn't expect this much.
Comments like "wanna cum dump you," "impregnate," "beat and enslave" piss her off momentarily...
But she knew starting.
'Ad proposals too.'
Didn't know OnlyFans got promo offers.
Lingerie, accessories, condoms... Weird products piling up.
Read later.
"Haaa."
Playground again.
Yi Ju-ha sat on bench, head back.
Habitually patted pockets... Empty. Fuck.
Eerily quiet playground.
Used to echo with kids' laughter...
But since she camped here, kids vanished. With rumor "scary delinquent NEET sis conquered it." She doesn't know.
'Fucking lame.'
Thought luxury shopping...
Family emergency call, hesitated, sent them off.
Just earn more...
Family thinks she scraps by on part-time.
Adult, handles herself. That mindset.
No real help, but loan request annoyed... Family though.
Transferred all after thinking.
Tanked her mood lately.
"Aaaaa—."
Wanna bully Yi Jun-hyeong so bad.
Only fun shit, fuck.
Yi Ju-ha paused foot-tapping Crocs.
What the fuck is this retard.
Thought it was Yi Jun-hyeong.
"Only fucking retards message me..."
High school was better.
Friends mean nothing.
Muttering, Yi Ju-ha trudged home.
Part-time... maybe.
Won't last though.
Yawning up stairs, she froze.
Some crazy bitch squatting by door, head down. What... the fuck.
"...Back?"
"Ah fuck, you scared me."
Yu In-ha.
What psycho is this...
Why's she here?
"School?"
"Skipped."
"Can you skip college?"
"Dunno. Third time maybe."
But her vibe's off.
Always hyper, now shriveled like wilted.
Neat hair messy. Eyes sunken.
...She fucked up.
"What'd you do?"
Yi Ju-ha sighed; Yu In-ha laughed hollowly.
Fucking... ask if she's okay first.
"I'm fucked."
"Slower than expected."
"Bitch..."
Yi Ju-ha smiled, punched code. What happened. Come in.
Yu In-ha dusted off, stood.