Courage Training in the Onsen Nightmare?!
Steamy humidity and thick mist filled the changing room.
"Just wrap this towel around and head in, right?"
"They said it's separated into men's and women's baths anyway."
"Aw, what a shame~"
"Shame my ass…!"
Amid the squealing laughter of the girls, Bianca held her breath, shrinking like a dwarf.
W-what the…
It was a whole other world unfolding before her. Girls changing clothes everywhere she looked. In so-called anime terms, a flower garden and paradise all in one! A riot of colorful underwear and pale skin made her gulp hard.
This is dangerous. Super dangerous. These were the same girls she saw every day, but seeing them in their undies? Bianca was on the verge of a nosebleed. If she were still a guy, she'd definitely be losing it right now. The impact was beyond imagination—but hey, she had a girl's body now too.
Fidgeting awkwardly, Bianca finally slipped off her outer clothes, stealing glances.
"What're you doing, Bianca?!"
And so began the unexpected ordeal.
"Uh, y-yeah…?!"
Bianca, huddled in the corner, startled and stammered back. Shasha and the others had snuck up on her.
"No, it's just weird."
"Yeah, Bianca. Why're you all alone over here?"
Well, explaining would take forever.
I used to be a guy…!
But she couldn't exactly shout that out loud. Meanwhile, the girls around her started gushing.
"Your arms and legs are so slim!"
"Look at that skin. So soft and jiggly?"
"Bianca, you've got such a nice figure."
"N-no, that's not true!"
Bianca's face flushed crimson as she waved her hands frantically.
"My figure's nothing special…"
"And those boobs are sneakily perky!"
"Sh-Shasha?!"
It was utter chaos. Shasha hugged her from behind, groping her chest, and Bianca nearly freaked out. Shasha looked startled too.
"What's wrong? We're all girls here."
Where the hell was she supposed to look? Her eyes darted around wildly. Right, girls together. Technically, it was just a touch, not a full grope.
Shouldn't it be fine for girls to touch each other…?
As she rationalized it, Bianca let out a weird "Euuung" groan and shrank back a bit. But she couldn't help sneaking peeks at the sights around her.
"Bianca, your face is beet red."
Did I stare too obviously?! Shasha eyed her suspiciously, so Bianca whipped her head away with an awkward excuse.
"H-hot in here…?"
"Oh, catching a cold? Makes sense, it's that season."
"You look kinda out of it, Bianca."
"N-no, it's not a cold or anything…"
Her voice trailed off weakly. She managed to clear up the misunderstanding eventually, but bigger hurdles loomed: the onsen itself. She had to strip down to just a towel and shower thoroughly first.
Go in… like this…?
Basically naked. Hesitation hit hard.
Showers are one thing, but…
Her vision spun. Go in? Or bail? Shasha had basically dragged her here anyway. This body was female now, but her mind was still guy-mode. Inner conflict raged.
—You've gotta have some morals. You're basically a dude.
—You're turning back into a guy soon. Might as well.
Angel and devil on her shoulders, pulling her both ways. After fierce internal debate, Bianca made her choice!
The onsen bath itself went smoother than expected.
"Bianca, you sure you're not hurt or anything?"
"N-no…! I'm really fine."
Awkward grin, playing it cool.
Sorry, girls…!
She'd caved to pubescent curiosity in the end. Couldn't look during the shower—eyes glued to the floor—but afterward? Bliss. Swirling steam, soft lighting. Cozy, spacious, one with nature.
—Ow, hot!
—Eek…! What the—!
Girls in towels giggling against the steamy backdrop. Overwhelming in every way. Bianca's mind was a whirlwind.
Back in the changing room, everyone dressed. Bianca slipped into her undies quick as a cat burglar, lest anyone see.
"Look, Bianca!"
Shasha shoved a mirror in her face.
"Doesn't your skin look even better already?"
Full-on girly mode. Bianca took in her reflection anew. Shoulder-length auburn waves cascading down, delicate features—pretty as a picture. Cat-like? Puppy-like? A mix?
"Aigoo, oh my! Falling for yourself?"
Shasha's teasing snapped her out of it.
"Wh-what…?!"
"Kidding, kidding."
Whatever. Bianca sighed, but Shasha wasn't wrong. Cute, a bit alluring. Straight-up pretty girl. That's her now. Guilt eased a tad.
Yeah, for now…
This body's a girl's. First onsen bath ever—worth trying.
Right, going in was correct.
Fully rationalized, she nodded to Shasha.
"Y-yeah, definitely. Skin feels a bit softer."
"See?"
All fresh and fluffy. Free time next: chilling in the room.
Finally… with Emily.
Bianca had been waiting for this. Time with Emily.
Three to a room: her, Emily, Shasha. Last school trip, so the academy loosened up—same-sex groups, any classmates, by request.
Shasha's sticky suggestion via chat, accepted by Emily.
Honestly, a bit surprising. No clue why.
Is this for real?
No expectations. Emily was so popular, figured she'd politely decline to room with closer friends.
But Emily accepted readily.
Unexpected win. Bianca could hardly believe it. Longtime crush, same room entire trip.
"Oh, you're here!"
Emily already in the room.
"Eeeee, Emily~!"
Shasha tackled her with a hug. Emily chuckled, turning to Bianca.
"What's with her?"
"She's always this hyper."
Super friendly. Bianca sometimes wondered how Shasha got so close to Emily. But she had too.
"You guys hit the onsen, huh? Skin's glowing."
"You too, Emily?"
"Yeah, with half the class. Too bad we couldn't all go."
Dedicated baths per class. Facilities too nice—kinda wasteful.
Meanwhile, Bianca's eyes locked on Emily. Comfy loose clothes: pink shorts, white tee, tons of skin showing. Distracting.
Ah, yeah… she's seriously pretty.
Crush object. More than usual—sultry, mature vibe. Couldn't stop glancing.
"Where's everyone sleeping? I like by the window."
Snapped out of her daze by Emily's voice, Bianca jumped in.
"Yeah, let's sort beds first."
Shasha chimed in.
"I want the inside. Always wall-side."
"Bianca in the middle then?"
Not planned, but perfect for Bianca.
"Uh, sure…!"
Sleeping next to Emily? Grin threatened to break free. She barely held it.
Tonight might be sleepless…
Dumped bags earlier at assembly. Now, unpacking buddy-style.
"Mostly cosmetics for me."
"Snacks here."
Fun checking hauls. Emily: tons of makeup, ladylike. Shasha: treats. Bianca: minimal.
"You brought nothing, Bianca."
"Huh? Isn't it just show up? They provide food and beds."
But the other two shook their heads.
"No makeup at all…"
"Wild."
Unpack, futons down. Shared snacks, chatter blooming. Recent stuff: sports day.
"Emily crushed it at the end. Took down sports fest beast Bianca Shama!"
"Psh, your class still got first anyway."
Tough midterms.
"Did pretty good on math this time."
"No way?!"
"Maybe thanks to Bianca?"
"What?! You two studied together?!"
Bianca perked up at Emily's words. Meanwhile, The Disappearance of Poppo and Marie played in the corner.
Stories mixed with movie talk.
"Feels like I saw this as a kid."
"Yeah, me too."
"Such a classic, right…?!"
Familiar topic—Bianca geeked out, spilling director trivia.
"Bianca, you're super knowledgeable about this stuff."
"Yeah, shocked me. No makeup interest, but otaku passion…"
"Ahh, well…"
Classic otaku slip, but popular flick saved her.
First day wrapped smoothly, ordinarily. School trip night one faded peacefully.
"Bianca…?"
Bianca had no clue. Worried about insomnia next to Emily? Laughable—she conked out mid-chat.
"She's out."
"Must've been exhausted."
"Something going on…?"
Shasha's question got an awkward smile from Emily.
"Nah… it's a school trip, after all."
Accepted Shasha's invite for real talk. Skipped closer friends for a reason.
Meant to say it earlier…
Bit disappointing, but inevitable. Peaceful, oblivious Bianca slumbered.
"Like a kitten…"
Emily gazed a moment, then turned off the light. To Shasha too.
"We sleeping? All that moving wore me out."
"Yawwn… yeah, weirdly sleepy."
Still early. But even after lights out, Emily lay awake awhile.
Bianca, you…
What'll your reaction be tomorrow? Maybe this worked out better, Emily thought secretly.
Her hesitation, resolve to confess—all lost on sleeping Bianca.
School trip first night ended quiet, serene.
School trip day two.
What the… me…
Morning Bianca woke refreshed. Slept like a rock, against worries.
Conked mid-talk with Emily. Missed her sleeping face too.
Didn't drool or snore, right…?
A bit anxious.
"Awake, Bianca?"
"Ah, y-yeah…"
Glanced over—total freakout.
"E-Emily?!"
"Yeah, what…?"
U-underwear…!
Pure white, elegant lingerie. And her figure? Killer. Bianca's face went tomato-red instantly.
Crush in undies.
"What's up, Bianca…?"
Emily tilted her head.
"Leave her, Emily."
Shasha, doing makeup at the mirror.
"She's weirdly shy about that stuff. Total airhead."
"Oh?"
Emily giggled.
"Whatever. All girls anyway."
Right.
True, but…!
Face burning, Bianca got up, fumbling to fold the futon. Rifled bag, popped a Red Pill. Best time—opportunities scarce. Gotta turn back male.
"What's that…?"
Emily peeked suddenly. Bianca jolted.
"W-whoa—?!"
Emily startled too—friend freaking out.
"Ah, sorry…! Did I mess up…?"
"N-no?! Just regular meds!"
Panicking, she bullshitted.
"L-like health supplement? Not for illness."
"Oh… good you're not sick."
Emily bought it. Relief.
Chat normalized after.
"Today's gonna be fun. Festival tonight."
"Feels real now?"
Bianca meh on schedule, but location rocked. The Disappearance of Poppo and Marie theme—hype.
"Hey, Shasha. Got the itinerary?"
"Yep, here."
Morning: Free time
Afternoon: Village tour
Early Evening Onward:Musubi Hanabi Festival
Bianca scanned slowly.
Tons packed in.
Morning free, afternoon village. Main event: early evening.
Musubi Hanabi Festival.
Huge hype. Best part of the movie: red lanterns at dusk.
Fireworks too. Yeah, festivals are trip highlights.
And at night…
Wait. Bianca's face paled at one line.
"Courage training…?!"
Totally unexpected.