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#1

Pretty girl!

What a beautiful sound this is.

I liked web novels with pretty girls.

If there was a novel I liked more than that, it was a novel with a TS pretty girl.

And the best of them all is the TS Amta novel.

The protagonist, who is torn between male and female identities, insists that he is still a man in his head, but his hormone-laced heart gradually realizes that he is a woman. The part where he finally accepts a man as a woman could be said to be the essence of TS Amta’s novels.

And me. Jin Ha-neul became that TS pretty girl.

The detailed process of this was good, after all. Like countless web novel clichés, when I opened my eyes, I suddenly found myself in an unfamiliar face.

Beautiful red hair that looks like it’s burning with flames! And red eyes that shine as brilliantly as cut amethyst!

Her delicate features and beautiful facial lines were so pretty that I couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

Was it just me that changed?

The world was just as I remembered it.

Outside the window, cars honked, neon signs flashed on the street, advertisements played continuously, and tall skyscrapers reflected sunlight through their bright blue curtain walls.

I stood in my room, dumbfounded, contemplating myself.

I can already feel the estrogen feast rushing into every corner of my body.

I closed my eyes quietly as the female hormones attacked my brain.

Perhaps this ending is the finale of the dark magic that I loved so much, waiting for me.

As I was evaluating my own beauty with half fear and half excitement, I realized one shocking fact.

that….

The fact was that my body was so weak.

A short, chubby girl, maybe 140cm tall, with a flat washboard body that doesn’t show an inch of chest.

Yes, that’s right.

I had become a pretty girl with a peach complex.

“… … .”

There is no man who likes such a weak body.

Well, the world is big, so there may be some men with unique tastes, but at least I couldn’t hand over this beautiful me to those guys.

If my end is to be a cancer, unable to stop the flood of estrogen, then of course.

Wouldn’t it be natural for someone to be an alpha male that everyone would envy?

What are the chances that a fucking alpha male would feel lust for such a pretty girl?

0%.

“Fuck. I have to start working on becoming more glamorous starting today.”

Didn’t you say that breast development is greatly influenced by sleep time?

From now on, I have to live a lazy life where I go to bed early and wake up late every day.

I need to drink strawberry milk every day and do some exercise.

If you don’t get reborn with a body that matches this beautiful face, you’re losing half of your life. No, you’re losing your whole life.

As I was thinking that, suddenly! The door opened.

It was a familiar face. It was my younger sister.

I looked closely at the guy, wondering if he had become TS like me. Nothing had changed.

With her jet-black hair and black eyes, she had a slender figure, unlike me who had a baby-like body, and she made me feel jealous.

Above all… plump breasts… ? What the heck, this kid was definitely a cliff.

“Sister. What are you doing? Come out and eat.”

“Hey. It’s Jinbada.”

“Why.”

“When did you get such big breasts?”

“What are you talking about? You were originally big. Just because your older sister is a washboard doesn’t mean your younger sister is a washboard too~”

“This fucking bitch?!”

“Poohahaha~ I’m shorter than my younger sibling and my chest is smaller too~”

This kid?

It’s clear that that kid stole my heart and height.

“Jinbada!!”

“Ahahahaha!”

I lunged at Jinbada to retaliate against him for mocking me, but he didn’t even run away. Instead, he confronted me and subdued me.

They were no match for him in strength.

Well, how could this little kid beat his well-developed younger brother?

Ugh. In the past, if I yelled at that girl, she would run away right away… It’s so unfair.

“You’re cute, Unnie~ Is this exerting strength? Try exerting more strength.”

“Jinbada!! I didn’t raise you like that!!”

“Yeah. No.”

“Kkuek.”

Have you ever felt like you were being thrown onto the bed by your little brother?

It’s so miserable… .

When I become glamorous later, I will definitely take revenge…!!!

#2

I came down to the kitchen and ate two bowls of rice.

The people who were most surprised by this sight were the mother and father. They seemed quite surprised to see the child, who was usually a picky eater, suddenly start munching on food as if possessed.

Jinbada looked at me with strange eyes and added a word mixed with mockery.

“Sister. Are you that upset about what happened to me earlier?”

“Be noisy.”

How could a magpie understand the great intentions of a bird?

Surely your insignificant chest will be reborn with a great glamor that will easily overwhelm you.

“Still, it’s nice to see you eating well. Should I tease you again so you eat well?”

“… That won’t do.”

A brother being bullied by his younger sister… No. A sister, that’s the worst.

I avoided eye contact and ate silently with a spoon.

Jinbada quickly lost interest and continued talking to his parents.

I kept my ears open and concentrated on eating my meal.

“Mom and Dad. I measured my magic power yesterday, and the results were pretty good.”

“How much better is it?”

“Hunter Evaluation Criteria 2nd Grade.”

“What?? Already?”

“Yeah. The teacher said that if things continue like this, I might be able to go to Hunter Academy?”

“Oh my god!! Is that true??”

“Yeah. I already have the grades for the regular admissions. I think I just need to maintain my magic.”

“My daughter is so pretty!! She takes after me!”

“What are you talking about? You look like me.”

“This woman?”

wait for a sec.

Magic?? Hunter?? I have no idea what these people are talking about.

I opened my eyes wide and looked at my parents and Jin Bada, wondering if they were secretly filming without me.

At that moment, my parents, whose eyes met mine, looked at me with shadows on their faces for some reason.

Then he spoke carefully, keeping an eye on the sea guy.

“Just stay healthy, Sky. People with magical powers are rare to begin with. It’s not strange that there aren’t any.”

“That, that’s right. Oh, heavens. Don’t be so discouraged.”

… … ?

What on earth are these people talking about?

What the heck is magic awakening? Is this really a world where hunters pop out after magic awakens like in some web novel cliche?

Well, if a person becomes a TS pretty girl overnight, what could be impossible?

At that moment, Jinbada poked my arm and laughed at me in a mean voice.

“But usually, if one of your siblings has awakened magic, there’s a 90% chance that the other one will bloom as well. Phew.”

“Jinbada!”

“Huh? I didn’t say anything wrong, Dad.”

“But that’s true. If you talk to your sister like that…!!”

“Okay~ I apologize. Sorry. Unnie~”

“… … .”

Why do I feel worse when I get an apology?

I glared at the prickly guy.

Still, the guy just shrugged his shoulders with a strange smile on his lips.

My parents tried to mediate in a hurry, fearing that I might attack the sea and get hit.

“You guys! What are you doing at the dinner table! Eat quickly!”

To be exact, it was nagging under the guise of mediation… .

Anyway, after eating two bowls of rice and going into my room, Jinbada followed me, stabbed me in the side, and ran away to his room.

After calming down my bubbling anger, I turned on the computer and searched for magic and hunters.

You never know.

My family might have really been playing a prank on me by secretly filming me with a camera.

But… that didn’t seem to be the case.

In reality, magical awakeners appeared in this world, and among them, the high-ranking awakeners became hunters and did things like catching villains or subduing strange phenomena that occasionally appeared.

The ratio of awakened people to the general population is approximately 10%.

If it was a lot, … and if it was a little, it was a little.

“Wow… This is really ridiculous.”

Come to think of it, didn’t that guy Jinbada say earlier that he had second-class magic power?

I was curious to know how great that number was, so I went into the community and posted a question.

Judging from the fact that the Hunter Gallery was posted on Daeheung Gallery, it seemed that hunters were certainly as popular as celebrities.

[I reached level 2 of magic awakening lol]

What?

Is this enough?

Soon after, comments started pouring in, most of them mocking me.

– Don’t be so noisy

– Hahahaha it was funny

– That little bastard is acting up again.

– Do you know how rare a 2nd class is?

– Authentication

– ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋIf you’re a 2nd class, don’t you get a free pass to Hunter Academy?

N Seriously, life is a beggar

What the hell is Hunter Academy? You nerds!!

dripping.

At that moment, a knock was heard on the door.

I quickly changed the window and pretended to study while speaking.

“Yeah. Come in!”

The person who knocked on the door was my mother. She looked just like in my memories.

No, the only difference was that I had scars all over my body that I didn’t know about.

For some reason, I felt bad.

“Were you studying?”

“Uh… Yeah.”

“Isn’t that too much?”

“Oh, no!”

“Yeah… .”

Why?

Why are you looking at me with such a guilty expression?

It wasn’t just my body that had changed, it was my past. I couldn’t help but vaguely feel that something was seriously distorted in my entire life.

Otherwise, Mom wouldn’t be making that kind of expression.

“I told the sea well. So, don’t hate me too much.”

“No. I don’t hate you.”

Even though it’s a little annoying.

“She’s all grown up. Our daughter.”

“Hahahaha… .”

But how old am I…? Because of my toddler body type, I thought I might be in elementary or middle school…. But looking at my younger sibling, it doesn’t seem like that’s the case.

But it would be weird if you asked me my age.

“Sky, you don’t have to try so hard. Mom and Dad can live with Sky for the rest of their lives, so you don’t have to try so hard.”

“… … .”

What kind of life did you live to hear something like that?

Are you suffering from some fatal disease?

I didn’t know what to say, so I just nodded my head in agreement.

“Okay. Okay.”

“Yeah.”

My mother gently stroked my hair, smiled kindly, and lightly caressed my cheek, leaving a small lip print on my forehead.

“I love you, my daughter.”

“Me too… .”

I couldn’t help but weep at my mother’s words of love, which were filled with depression. Perhaps it was the influence of the estrogen that was pouring out. Yeah. That’s right.