First Target
First Target
"Hooah~ It's cold..."
Just from opening my mouth, white breath puffs out in thick clouds as if I'd taken a huge drag from an e-cigarette and exhaled.
Back in my previous world, it had been August with scorching summer heat, but the Gender-Reversed World the Goddess sent me to was early January, the dead of winter with a cold wave sweeping through.
[First week of January, Sex Count: 0. (Remaining Residence Period: 365 days)]
The text displayed at the top left of my smartphone's home screen.
In the spot that would normally show the day's weather and precipitation probability, there was now a counter for how many times I'd had sex and the period I could remain in this world.
The reason she even kindly provided a smartphone, and why I was sent here during the first week of January, was probably to make it easier to calculate my remaining residence period.
"Damn it's cold. Maybe I shouldn't have refused when the doctor-nim suggested staying one more day before leaving."
It was just too cold!
If I'd gradually adapted to the cooling temperatures, I might have taken the change less severely, but going from midsummer to deep winter weather overnight made me feel a bone-chilling cold that seemed to carve into my flesh, even while wearing a thick padded jacket.
After roughly searching online to understand how this world works, I received a simple check-up from the doctor-nim, got a perfectly healthy diagnosis, immediately completed discharge procedures, and rushed outside.
The doctor-nim had kindly offered to let me stay one more night, but having come to the Gender-Reversed World I'd always dreamed of, shouldn't I get out quickly and enjoy my sex life?
"This isn't winter survival training, what is this... It's so cold, should I get a motel room for a few hours to go inside?"
Tempted by the unexpectedly cold weather, I shook my head and gave up on the idea.
58,000 won.
One 50,000 won bill I'd brought just in case, plus eight 1,000 won bills I'd exchanged for coffee from the office vending machine - that was my entire current fortune.
In other words, if I couldn't endure this cold and got a motel room now, I'd be left completely penniless.
"Of course, not having a place to sleep makes me not much different from a homeless person anyway..."
And if I'm going to get a motel room for a few hours or stay overnight anyway, shouldn't I use women's money instead of my own?
The source of my confidence in boldly refusing the kind doctor-nim's suggestion and coming outside despite having nowhere to return to.
No place to sleep?
Ah, that's just a matter of sweet-talking some woman on the street and sleeping at a motel, right!
I've been blessed with an impressive Longstone that could slap black brothers' cheeks good, so I should put it to good use.
Ah, what's Longstone?
It's the nickname I gave my newly adopted son when my body changed - perfect for something as hard as rock and as huge as a dragon.
"Now then, which lady should I target as my first mark~?"
Blowing white breath, I looked around and saw only women everywhere.
Occasionally I spotted what appeared to be men, but they were truly a minority, and even those were surrounded by anywhere from five to over ten women, making it impossible to tell if they were real men or just popular ladies with exceptional social skills.
'Of course, it's not just me...'
In the flesh-cutting cold, with the hood of my padded jacket pulled deep over my head, the only visible parts were a bit of eyebrows, eyes, and nose - should I say it's been sticky since earlier? Or stinging?
As someone who lived as an ordinary Virgin Man, I was being bombarded with intense gazes like arrows that I couldn't handle.
If it were just one or two glances, it might be different, but with hundreds to thousands of women's eyes on me, I felt both pleased and scared.
"Is that a man...?"
"Ha, if he's really a man, I'd kidnap and devour him right away!"
"But even though most of his face is covered, he really looks like a man..."
"Should we go ask if he's a man?"
"Stop it, if you accidentally bother a kimchi man, they'll call it sexual harassment or visual rape and the poosuni unnis will drag you away."
They seemed to be talking among themselves thinking I couldn't hear, but since the distance was quite close, I heard everything.
'Hmm, even though most of my face is covered, my transformed appearance must be so pretty that they can't tell if I'm a woman or a man.'
No wonder women were only sending glances but not approaching directly - my transformed appearance must have such androgynous beauty.
After a brief street exploration, I couldn't see any women I liked.
I pondered what kind of lady should be my first target.
'First of all, I don't want tough women. Maybe later, but for my first target, I want someone who looks gentle.'
As something of a Gender-Reversed genre enthusiast, I guessed that tough women here would likely be equivalent to thug-like men in the original world.
Maybe if I had more sexual experience in this world, it would be different.
But as someone who was an Virgin Man in the original world, they were unsuitable as my first target.
So for my first target, I was looking for a lady who clearly appeared to be an Virgin Man like me and seemed gentle.
'Found her!'
Walking through the city center with a shortened stride due to my smaller physique, I spotted a seemingly innocent lady repeatedly bowing in apology to an older ajumma.
It wasn't so much that I chose her because she looked innocent, but rather as I walked by and observed the situation.
That "pure fool"-like quality of bowing first despite being the wronged party - unlike the apologizing lady, it was actually the ajumma who was at fault - struck a chord with me, I suppose?
Clearly, the ajumma who was carrying packages in both hands had bumped into the seemingly innocent lady who was just standing still, yet the ajumma got angry first and the innocent-looking lady was apologizing.
Great, why don't I go help her and try to pick her up at the same time~
Gender-Reversed special.
Even brushing sleeves can create a connection.
So I headed toward where they were to declare that I saw the ajumma was wrong first.
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"Thank you so, so much, Kang Cheol-ssi! That ajumma was so big and scary..."
"Ah, come on~ Hwa-young-ssi, enough already. I'm drinking this canned beer you bought me, so if you keep apologizing, it's embarrassing~ And I just told the truth!"
Literally, the situation was resolved in an instant.
Since a precious man-nim, not even a woman, personally served as a witness.
Even though it was nothing major, the women who had been just watching from the surroundings rushed in like mad and made the ajumma look like a great criminal.
Thanks to that, the feisty ajumma fled shouting "Feet, save me!", and the innocent-looking lady, Kim Hwa-young-ssi, insisted on repaying me for helping her, so here I was drinking canned beer at the plastic table set up in front of the convenience store.
"By the way, Kang Cheol-ssi, are you male? I thought you were definitely female... N-no, I'm not saying you're not attractive or anything!"
Hoho, typical "pure fool" woman - telling someone of the opposite sex upon first meeting that they seem like the same gender?
I wanted to pretend I didn't hear and move on, but she's the woman I've chosen as my first target to become my bed partner tonight.
I should use this verbal slip as an excuse to move to the next stage!
Saving Hwa-young-ssi from her predicament and choosing canned beer as repayment was all part of my buildup strategy.
"I look like a woman? Who, me?!"
Widening my eyes dramatically to convey "I'm really angry right now!", she finally realized her verbal slip and froze completely, unable to come up with a proper response.
I felt my heart soften at her pure "pure fool" energy, but I couldn't stop here.
Originally, if she has sex with me, I'll enjoy it too, but given the Gender-Reversed nature, wouldn't she benefit more?
Though not really drunk, I exaggerated my movements like someone completely intoxicated, swiftly opening the padded jacket I'd been wearing to endure the cold wave, then undoing the top button of the shirt I wore underneath to reveal my collarbone and cleavage.
"Hueup~?!"
Then her gaze, frozen like a statue to the point of forgetting to breathe, became fixated on my exposed upper body as if being sucked in.
"Even like this... do I still look like a woman, Hwa.young.ssi~?"
I whispered while looking at her with an openly suggestive, sticky gaze as the finishing touch.
Clatter~!!
The beer can still half-full in her hand slipped and fell to the ground, making its distinctive noise.
"You know what's next.without me even telling you~?"
Grab!
"Sh,shit! You horny male dog bastard! F,follow me right now!"
Squeak! So forceful~♡
With rough speech muddled by extreme tension, she roughly grabbed my arm and dragged me toward the nearby motel district.
And so my first sex life in the Gender-Reversed World began.
And until that moment, I hadn't known.
Why the male protagonist of that Gender-Reversed novel the Goddess discontinued had been so avoidant of sex.
And the fact that there are many people in this world who are endlessly weak against the strong and "pure fool", yet conversely can be endlessly cruel to the weak...