Ch.112Good grief, Ojou-sama (5)

“This year’s Miss Bulsago Contest! First place, with 159 votes out of 201 from students and teachers combined, goes to contestant number 1! Do Hami!”

“…Ehhh?”

Just as I had expected.

The winner of the Miss Bulsago Contest was Do Hamin, no, Do Hami.

“Well, of course.”

I never doubted for a second that Do Hamin would win.

There were two main reasons for this.

The first was my strong conviction that this event would have happened in the original story of <Half of Bando> anyway.

How do I know that when I haven’t even read the whole original work?

Bulsago’s school trip,

the Miss Bulsago Contest targeting male students,

and the active support from Sahyang and Hyerang.

None of these events required the intervention of the main heroine, Ban Doyoung, to naturally unfold.

Of course, the competition that had always been for female students changed to male students because of Miss Ban Doyoung, but that was merely a change due to fairness concerns about Ban Doyoung’s appearance.

It wasn’t influenced by any actions I took after possessing Ban Doyoung without knowing the original content.

If these were events that were supposed to happen anyway, there’s no reason the protagonist wouldn’t win first place in the big cross-dressing event.

So what should I do in this situation?

If I already know Do Hamin will win, shouldn’t I create an event where I can interact with him without disrupting the original storyline?

That’s why I chose to appear as a capable male butler, as a gift for Do Hamin’s victory.

“Wow, the chest is so tight, and the waist is loose. They said this suit is good for cross-dressing overseas, but why is it so tight? Did I buy the right one…? It’s hard to even breathe.”

I wore a suit that fit so snugly that the buttons around my chest threatened to pop off if I made any dynamic movements or breathed incorrectly.

Despite using compression bandages to reduce my chest size, thanks to Ban Doyoung’s overwhelming growth spurt, my feminine body lines were still clearly visible.

“No, how am I supposed to walk straight with one eye completely covered like this? I might trip and fall if I’m not careful…”

I temporarily abandoned the confident hairstyle that Ban Doyoung always insisted on, which showed off her pretty forehead.

Only after struggling to pull some of the back hair forward was I finally able to create a visual that completely covered my right eye.

[Class President]

[Hey]

[The voting results are in]

[Do Hamin got first place]

[Get ready and come out]

[Me]

[Roger that]

Despite various troubles due to my focus on visuals, I ultimately succeeded in creating the perfect butler appearance, as if I had stepped out of a comic book.

I express my gratitude to the eldest son of the Ban family, who made a significant financial investment to achieve a level of authenticity that would be difficult to realize with a thin high school girl’s wallet.

And also to Teacher Miso, whose photos in disheveled Yutaka attire tonight will be taken, which convinced the Ban family’s eldest son to provide financial support.

Of course, thanks also to Ahn Seongkyung and the other teachers who permitted this event.

“Ban Doyoung! You need to come out now!”

“Yare yare, is it already time?”

“Stop joking around and get out there!”

Having completed all necessary preparations, I stood before Do Hami, who had officially become Bulsago’s goddess, in place of the main heroine, Ban Doyoung.

As the world’s most capable male butler.

In the form of Yeoldo-young, who came from the Land of the Rising Sun.

To stand at the center of <Half of Bando>’s events and congratulate him on his victory up close.

“Pleased to meet you, my lady. I am Yeoldo-young, a butler from the Land of the Rising Sun who will be serving you tomorrow.”

“D-Doyoung…?”

This should be enough to raise Do Hamin’s affection while not significantly interfering with the original storyline.

It was a perfect strategy, even if I do say so myself.

As a bonus, I could see Do Hami’s face, made even more perfect by Sahyang and Hyerang’s touch-ups, up close.

“I’ve believed all along. That none other than Lady Do Hami would claim victory.”

Hmm…?

So what was the second reason I knew Do Hamin would win?

Ah, I forgot to mention that.

It was actually the most important reason.

“You look even more beautiful today, my lady.”

She looked pretty to me.

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Except for Ahn Seongkyung who was watching the MC, class 2’s president Jin Chanwon, and a few teachers helping with the event, no one—neither the students nor the other contestants—knew about butler Yeoldo-young’s appearance during the results announcement.

“W-what’s with that outfit…?”

“Naturally, I must show proper etiquette when greeting the lady I’ll be serving.”

Even looking at Do Hami’s face, who was staring at me in bewilderment and unable to continue speaking, I could tell how surprised he was.

“A-are you really Ban Doyoung…?”

“Not Ban Doyoung, but Yeoldo-young. A butler from the Land of the Rising Sun. Oheunyoung, geumnichiwo, geumbangwa.”

“Y-your Japanese is completely wrong, what do you mean you’re from the Land of the Rising Sun…?”

“…Ahem, are you going to keep breaking immersion? This is the concept I’m going with.”

Of course, since there was no prior agreement, there was some discord during the contest.

“Who is it, who? Yeoldo-young? Do we have someone like that in our class?”

“Idiot, there’s no ‘Yeol’ surname in our country.”

“You’re the bigger idiot. He said he’s from the Land of the Rising Sun. Is our country the Land of the Rising Sun?”

“Dummy, obviously it’s just a concept, do you actually believe that? Anyone can see it’s Ban Doyoung dressed as a man! Since they chose a Bulsago goddess from among the boys, Ban Doyoung is also appearing in male attire to congratulate them!”

“Ah, I see. But even dressed as a man, she couldn’t hide her chest, huh.”

And such discord was flowing not only from Do Hamin but also among the other students.

“…See, because you can’t stay in character, the other students are confused too.”

“It’s m-my fault?”

“Since you’ve already made a big decision, if you’re going to do it, you should give your best to the role until the end, don’t you think?”

Some people become real women instead of just cross-dressing, and that’s why they’re so serious about playing the heroine.

“A-and… even though it looks fine, this outfit is really tight inside and out, so it’s quite uncomfortable. It’s even hard to breathe, so I don’t think I can hold out for too long. So shouldn’t we try to wrap this up by playing along with each other?”

“Is it that difficult? I actually feel awkward because the bottom part of what I’m wearing now is too loose…”

“Yeah, it’s super tight. Like I’m inside virgin Ban Doyoung.”

“W-why are you making such comparisons at a time like this!”

“But it’s easy to understand, right?”

As Ban Doyoung struggled to act like a butler, Do Hami’s face showed more concern than embarrassment.

Though his appearance had become quite pretty, it was still the face of Do Hamin that I knew.

“Why did you volunteer for such an uncomfortable outfit and difficult task… Did you just want to play a prank that badly?”

“Of course, it would be too wasteful to just watch such a fun event from the audience! If possible, you should enjoy it together from the best spot, right?”

“B-but to wear clothes that make it hard to breathe properly…”

“Heh, seeing your worried face makes me think that all the effort I put into preparing this appearance was worth it.”

“…Huh?”

I pulled Do Hami’s face toward mine.

“Thanks to that, I’ve become the person who suits you best right here, right now.”

“…”

“As a butler, I will remain the person who best suits my lady.”

“…Doyoung?”

“So, just for this moment, could you also be the person who best suits me, my lady?”

With feelings that could have been either Yeoldo-young’s sincerity or Ban Doyoung’s true heart, I gently pressed against his lips. Even through the white gloves, I could clearly feel his body temperature, which had risen from nervousness.

I know it’s selfish of me to make such a request right before hearing the confession that Do Hamin has been preparing so hard for, but

if your current appearance as Do Hami would have existed in the original <Half of Bando> anyway, I want to keep this image in my memory for as long as possible, even if just a little.

“…Please hold my hand, Butler Doyoung.”

“Of course, Lady Do Hami.”

With that, Do Hami, escorted by butler Yeoldo-young, stepped onto the center of the stage for the final greeting.

“Now, here are the Magic Pass tickets to the amusement park for our contest winner, Do Hami. Of course, we’ll provide two tickets in total, including one for butler Yeoldo-young who will escort Do Hami tomorrow.”

“Wow, so the prize is a date at the amusement park with Ban Doyoung?”

“If I’d known that, I would have participated too!”

“Do Hami is so lucky!”

“Ahaha… Th-thank you. It’s all thanks to everyone…”

“Well then, shall we hear a few words from Do Hami as a final touch?”

“Wooooah! Yes!”

“Say a few last words before returning to being a man!”

“L-last words…?”

Perhaps tempted by the audience’s reaction, which was more enthusiastic than expected, Jin Chanwon, the male MC, held out the microphone to Do Hami just before leaving the stage.

“I-if you suddenly ask me to do something that wasn’t in the script…”

“Come on, you handled it pretty well earlier. The audience reaction was good too. They’ll love it even if you just say something funny.”

“B-but…”

“Just say something, anything!”

“Even something funny would be fine!”

“D-Doyoung… what should I do?”

Holding the microphone that was forcibly handed to him, Do Hamin once again had the eyes of a lost baby lamb.

“Fighting, my lady!”

“Ehhh…?”

“Just speak according to the firm resolve sleeping within you, my lady.”

Of course, since my role today was not the protagonist but Do Hami’s butler, it was impossible for me to take this expectation in his place.

“Something funny… something funny… something funny…”

At that moment, whether by mere coincidence or not, when Do Hami, who was contemplating what to say to the audience, met my eyes,

The sound of Do Hami’s anxious breathing that had been leaking through the microphone to the speakers stopped.

As if seeing me had made something click, Do Hami brought the microphone to his lips.

“…Ah, I want to have sex.”

“*cough*!”

-Pop

The strained button on Yeoldo-young’s chest finally burst open.