Chapter 2: Let’s Clear Things Up

Oh no, why didn’t I think of that?

From a third party’s perspective, this situation is a crime in itself.

What my sister sees is a shivering little girl (actually, I was shivering because I was cold after showering) wearing nothing but a large T-shirt without any underwear—a completely insane situation.

In my sister’s mind, ‘Jung Yua’ must have already become a crazy, psychopathic, pedophilic, kidnapping monster!

“Th-that is…”

I tried to open my mouth to clear up the misunderstanding, but the words wouldn’t come out right.

“Th-this crazy b*stard, Jung Yua…”

Just as I thought.

If this continued, she was really going to call the police.

“Noona!”                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               ( TL Note: “Noona” is a Korean term used by a younger male to refer to an older female, often with familiarity or affection, and roughly means “older sister.”)     

I didn’t want it to go that far, so I tried to quickly clear things up.

“Oh? Sweetie, it’s okay now.”

But she didn’t even pretend to listen.

Then, she unlocked her phone.

She was definitely going to call the police.

“Ms. Jung Yuna! Wai-wait a minute!”

I jumped and snatched her phone.

Hmm… she still had a look of complete incomprehension on her face.

“Noona! I’m Jung Yua.”

“Huh?”

I sat my stunned sister down and explained everything from the beginning.

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“So you’re saying you collapsed at home, and when you came to, you were like this?”

“Un.”

“And your ID card changed too?”

“Un.”

“Ha… for real.”

My sister sighed, placing a hand on her forehead.

If this were a comic, I imagine smoke would be rising from her head.

“Should I believe this or not?”

Her eyes looked extremely confused.

It was clearly a crazy, unbelievable story, but there was the powerful evidence of the ID card.

Also, after a series of cross-examinations that a stranger wouldn’t know the answers to.

The mood had shifted towards it being true.

“What was the name of the boy I publicly confessed to when I was 12?”

“Yoon Haneul.”

“Why did Mom beat the crap out of me after my college entrance exams?”

“Because you secretly took her car for a joyride and scratched it.”

“Hmm…”

Only then did my oldest sister nod her head slightly in acknowledgement.

“Alright, you’re our baby brother alright.”

Then she walked over to the box she had brought.

Rummage, rummage

“Here, wear this for now.”

Whoosh!

I caught something that flew at me; it felt like fabric.

It was a pair of panties with a cute bunny on them and a white undershirt.

The amazing thing was, the size was a perfect fit.

As expected, you can’t fool the eye of a children’s clothing store owner with five years of experience.

“Hmm, it fits well.”

After checking that the underwear fit me, my sister continued to rummage through the box.

Looking at the colorful clothes made me a little dizzy, but I just stayed still.

She’ll take care of it.

“Ta-da!”

Was her selection finally over?

She handed me the clothes with a look of satisfaction.

Ugh, huh?

“Hurry up and put it on.”

Uh… what was in my hand was not ordinary clothing.

It was pajamas.

And not just any pajamas, but squirrel pajamas!

I glared at my sister with resentful eyes.

Because she was trying to take away what little masculinity I had left.

Even so, pajamas like this were a bit much…

I could wear them if I had to, but it felt like my spirit was being subjugated, so I resisted.

“N-noona? Do I really have to wear this?”

“Then should you pretend to wear it…?”

It’s over.

I tried to refuse firmly, but looking at her expression, I realized.

There was no escaping this situation.

According to my 22 years of big data, when my oldest sister makes that face, refusing will lead to big trouble.

Is there really no other choice…

Having submitted to authority, I felt somewhat pathetic.

Swoosh

As I slowly put on the clothes, a sense of shame, even greater than when I was washing, washed over me.

Soon, the clothes were all the way up to my torso.

Seeing me like that, my sister’s lips curled up to the sky.

“Kyaa! What is this, why are you so cute!”

I knew it.

And what’s with her hands?

Her wiggling fingers looked like she was about to do something.

“Baby bro! Can I pat your head just once?”

I knew it!

If I get caught in those perverted hands, I won’t be able to escape for a while.

“U-uhh…”

So what could I do?

As a literal toddler now, I couldn’t shake off this pervert’s grasp.

“Hic!”

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By the time I escaped from that human’s grasp, my whole body had been fondled.

Saying I was squishy while groping my limbs…

She was a devil incarnate.

“Ahem, was I too harsh?”

“You’re just realizing that now?”

I showed her my signature pout.

She’d probably tease me as usual after seeing it.

But right now, my feelings came first.

Huh?

But Jung Yuna’s reaction was different from usual.

Why is she flustered?

The oldest sister I knew would have teased me from every angle.

Ah, I see.

I looked at the full-length mirror next to me.

There stood a little girl in squirrel pajamas with a pouty face.

Anyone who saw such a child would think she was quite lovely.

In that case, I should use it to my advantage.

“Hmph, I’m not talking to you anymore, noona.”

“Huh? No, that, that Yua…”

Good, good, she’s getting more flustered!

I avoided her gaze and glanced towards the box.

Only then did my sister seem to understand what I wanted and opened her mouth.

“R-right! I’ll give you any clothes you like for free, so please forgive me just this once~”

My goodness, for my oldest sister to declare something for free.

Just what are the limits of this appearance that can neutralize the self-control of a vicious money-grubber?

“How much will you give me?”

“I can give our baby bro anything he wants.”

Hmm, I see.

There are no limits.

To completely shatter her self-control!

I couldn’t hold back my laughter.

“Heehee, then I’ll forgive you just this once.”

“Thank you, our baby bro!”

Ms. Jung Yuna said so and approached the box.

She was on a treasure hunt again.

She pulled out a total of six pairs of clothes.

There were four sets of androgynous clothes and two sets of girly clothes.

Looking at the latter, I desperately felt the urge to sell them online.

“I will never wear a skirt, not even if I die!”

“Oh why? Isn’t this pretty?”

“My pride as a man won’t allow it!”

As soon as I finished speaking, my sister looked me up and down.

It was an action that made it obvious what she was going to say.

“A man’s… oh right, right.”

Damn it.

My masculinity was denied by others.

Look at her avoiding my gaze and giving such a forced answer.

It’s only been an hour since we met in this form.

My head spun at how quickly she stripped me of my masculinity.

In times like these…

“R-right, Yua is right! Our Yua should only wear what he wants to wear.”

Only a pouty face that expects a certain answer is the solution.

Even though it was a forced answer, it made me feel a little better.

“Anyway, these are the ones that fit.”

The talk about clothes ended there.

The next topic was one I didn’t want to face but had to: the plan for the future.

In the quiet atmosphere, Ms. Jung Yuna broke the silence.

“So you quit your job?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you have enough money to get by?”

“Two, three hundred thousand won?”

She thought for a moment and continued the conversation.

“Then about your changed body… can we talk about it for a second?”

“I’ll answer as far as I know.”

“That body, is it only changed on paper?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean… the people around you would know you were originally a man.”

At those words, I thought about the people around me.

First, my parents and sisters, my colleagues at work, and Yeonwoo… uh…

Wow, looking at it like this, I’m such an outcast.

Even though I barely went to middle and high school.

To only know my family, colleagues, and one childhood friend.

I grabbed my dizzying mind and answered.

“The only person I’ve met since my body changed is you, noona, but it seems like perception and such haven’t changed, only the documents.”                                             

“Then what are you going to do now?”

“I don’t know yet.”

“Do you… remember what you learned in college?”

“I can remember it in short bursts, but not for long.”

“Th-then, do you want to try being a kids’ model?”

“I hate having my face shown, so I didn’t even do interviews when I got my doctorate, so you think I’d do that?”

“Right…”

After talking for a long time, we slowly came to a conclusion.

For now, we’ll take some time to think about it, and if it really doesn’t work out, I’ll get help.

She said feeding one little brother is easy or something.

Still, it felt a bit weird to mooch off her, so we ended it like that.

Facing the facts I had been avoiding made my mind complicated.

I sent my sister off, who said she was going home before the sun set, and thought.

‘I told her not to tell our family, she won’t tell them, right?’

You might ask why my worries are so trivial after such a serious conversation.

But this is the most important thing!

Especially my younger sister.

Unlike my oldest sister, with whom I have a considerable age gap.

My younger sister, who is one year older, was a being born to make a mockery of the human Jung Yua.

So much so that she would publicly humiliate me since kindergarten.

Wasn’t it a daily routine for her to get caught by the teachers and scolded!

This fact must never be discovered by that b*tch.

My oldest sister said she would keep the secret well.

Really… she will keep it well, right?

Pushing my anxious heart aside, I looked at my phone.

It was the most effective object for calming my small heart.

[“This tournament’s winner is…”]
[“Mr. Kim XX in another drug scandal…”]
[“This isn’t my fault, I’m telling you…”]
[“No, so…”]

As expected of Shorts.

I turned it on to lighten my mood for a moment, and 30 minutes disappeared.

I felt like a complete bum, so I decided to watch for another 30 minutes and turn it off.

No, it’s not that I feel like a bum, I am a bum.

[“You don’t do that to family…”]
[“My darling~♩…”]
[“Recruiting the first generation of Wonderland…”]

Oh, wait a minute?

As if possessed, I clicked on the full video of the previous Short.

Along with upbeat music.

A video with a flashy drawing greeted me.

Below it, I saw the owner of the video: ‘Nata’.

A YouTuber with 1.32 million subscribers and a Twitch streamer with 590,000 followers.

The content of the video was nothing special.

That he was going to create a virtual YouTuber group.

And he was recruiting people to join the group.

It was really nothing special, but.

The beat of my small heart quickened.

Thump, thump

“Th-this is it, a way to make a living!”