Refreshing.

    Perhaps it’s because Jihoo paid the gas bill that warm water came out.

    It felt good to shower after a long time, but…

    My gender didn’t change back.

    I thought being a real “Ranma” meant I could change my gender as I pleased, so I was disappointed.

    Well… now I need to find the problem.

    Why did I suddenly become a woman?

    I really don’t know.

    I went to bed in the evening and woke up as a woman.

    That was all the information I had.

    Could it have been a genre issue? I checked the tags I saw with that thought.

    The tags were Netorare, Pure Love, Big Breasts, Dark Skin – that was all.

    Since there wasn’t a TS genre tag, it seems like this isn’t it.

    So, what should I do now?

    After pondering for a while, I decided to call Jihoo.

    At least when I talk to Jihoo, my mind feels at ease.

    But for some reason, maybe due to debts, his number was disconnected.

    I reluctantly mentioned switching to voice chat on KakaoTalk.

    During the voice chat with Jihoo, I asked if he noticed any changes in my body.

    “So… what are you going to do about it?”

    “Hehe… I felt good taking a shower with warm water after a long time.”

    Jihoo let out a deep sigh.

    It seems he was worried because I kept speaking with a female voice and hadn’t returned to normal.

    To calm the situation a bit, I spoke to Jihoo.

    “You just came back after a long time, why leave so soon without staying over?”

    In response to my words, Jihoo sighed and said, “Maybe I shouldn’t be here right now.”

    I know too; it seems too familiar.

    But still, having Jihoo around makes me feel comfortable. It’s like a sanctuary for me. I wanted him to stay.

    Seems like I can’t force Jihoo to stay just because I want him to.

    I should thank him for paying the gas bill.

    “Thanks for covering the gas bill. I had to give up using the boiler to pay the electricity bill.”

    Jihoo sighed as we talked on the phone.

    It’s good that nothing has changed from before.

    “If you’re thankful, then work for it.”

    “I’m working too, just not getting paid for it.”

    “We agreed not to call that work.”

    Talking with Jihoo after a long time lightened my mood.

    I thought it would be nice if he came over again tomorrow, so I asked him to visit tomorrow.

    Jihoo agreed and hung up.

    He’s coming over again tomorrow.

    **

    I found the problem.

    My waist has become too small to wear men’s underwear.

    I used to have a bit of a belly, so men’s underwear used to fit me just right.

    Now, even boxer shorts seem too big.

    I guess I’ll have to go buy underwear.

    I don’t know much about women’s underwear, and it’s a hassle to go, especially when I won’t be showing it to anyone…

    But I guess Jihoo would prefer me in women’s underwear rather than men’s, right?

    Should I quickly recheck my measurements?

    Knowing my cup size and general size shouldn’t be an issue.

    I grabbed an industrial tape measure lying around the house and tried to measure myself.

    Since I couldn’t get accurate measurements with clothes on, I took off my top and panties to measure.

    -Ding dong

    I heard the door lock opening.

    “Oh.”

    And Jihoo walked in.

    Damn, I’m undressed right now.

    As I was about to ask him to leave, feeling embarrassed about showing my naked body, he said, “Sorry.”

    Fortunately, Jihoo wasn’t the type to ogle at a woman’s body.

    I thought he might have transformed into a female friend and barged in.

    I closed the door myself, and there was no embarrassment.

    Why am I feeling embarrassed about showing my body to Jihoo?

    We used to go to public baths together during high school; I even showed him my Magnum dong back then.

    He felt a little puzzled by her embarrassment at showing a bit of skin.

    Remaining calm, he opened the door again and told Ji-hoo to come in.

    When asked what he was doing, Ji-hoo replied that he was measuring his body size.

    Ji-hoo suggested going together to buy underwear.

    Initially hesitant and not wanting to show himself in underwear, he said it was bothersome.

    “I’ll buy you food. Let’s go out.”

    There was no way around it.

    I’ve never had a bad experience with people who bought me food based on philosophy in my life.

    Thinking like that, I went out with Ji-hoo to get some food.

    As soon as we went outside, we entered a lingerie store to start looking at underwear.

    After getting his size measured by an employee, the employee, surprised, went into the warehouse and brought out some underwear.

    “Wow… Your size is no joke.”

    I thought they were quite big when I saw them myself.

    With this size, I thought I could play pilot games.

    If it were my house, I would have wanted to try them on my head or face.

    When playing dress-up, I thought purple underwear looked the sexiest and prettiest.

    I didn’t expect to wear this myself.

    After trying them on once, I found them quite nice and immediately asked Ji-hoo to buy them for me.

    But it was strange; Ji-hoo also purchased underwear that didn’t seem to fit me.

    Who is he buying gifts for?

    If it’s about giving underwear as a gift, it must be for a woman, not a man.

    Could he have a girlfriend?

    **

    After purchasing underwear, we decided to eat outside.

    Ji-hoo asked if there was something specific I wanted to eat.

    Normally, I have a broad palate and eat anything well.

    When I said I could eat anything, Ji-hoo took me to a soup rice restaurant.

    “Men eat sundae soup rice.”

    “Look at you. You’re a woman now.”

    “I used to be a man.”

    It made me feel good for a moment.

    He even treats me like a woman.

    Thinking that Ji-hoo treated me like a woman, I didn’t know how to react.

    I thought he would treat me like a man since I used to be one.

    Then it would be natural for him to sleep at our place.

    Now that my gender has changed.

    After finishing our meal with Ji-hoo, we returned home.

    Upon returning home, I lay on the bed and watched cartoons.

    Ji-hoo said he would leave after seeing me like that and went out.

    Feeling relieved after buying underwear and food, I told him he could leave.

    30 minutes after Ji-hoo left.

    I sent a voice message to Ji-hoo.

    Ji-hoo answered the call and asked what was wrong.

    There was no particular reason.

    For some reason, I wanted to hear Ji-hoo’s voice.

    “I’m bored.”

    I called Ji-hoo because I was bored.

    Since there was no reason, I just said whatever came to mind.

    “It’s the weekend tomorrow. Want to go somewhere, Ji-hoo?”

    I asked Ji-hoo if he wanted to go somewhere.

    Fortunately, Ji-hoo said he wasn’t going anywhere.

    “I want to come over to your place.”

    I had never been to Ji-hoo’s house before.

    Since Ji-hoo had always come over, this time I said I would go to Ji-hoo’s house.

    But then I heard a word from Ji-hoo over the phone.

    “Can you come to our house?”

    I realized my phone was dead, so the map app wasn’t working.

    Since I’m bad with directions, I couldn’t find my way there.

    “Come pick me up.”

    Ji-hoo sighed at my words.

    Did I do something wrong? Should I have just gone on my own?

    Contrary to my thoughts, Ji-hoo said he understood and hung up the phone.

    I’ll go to Ji-hoo’s house tomorrow.

    **

    I went to Ji-hoo’s house.

    Ji-hoo is truly amazing.

    His house is clean.

    It’s so clean that it’s hard to believe a man lives alone.

    And the house is spacious.

    It seems like I could live here with him, but saying that would be a nuisance, so I didn’t.

    Meeting up and playing games together, having conversations, it felt like old times had returned.

    I went to the bathroom to wash my face for a moment.

    On the toothbrush holder in the new dormitory, there were two toothbrushes.

    Who is living with me?

    Yeah, it’s impossible to live alone in such a spacious two-room apartment, especially one this clean.

    When I mentioned the toothbrushes to Jihu, his expression began to stiffen.

    I was thinking that I had brought up some unpleasant memories.

    At first, I thought he was just a roommate-like person.

    Since Jahu is open-minded, I thought there might be one or two people like that.

    “No, not a roommate.”

    “Girlfriend.”

    “What…?”

    Girlfriend? Did he just say girlfriend?

    Jihu, whom I thought was single, hearing that he has a girlfriend left me feeling dizzy.

    I don’t know what to say right now, but the current thought I have is…

    “You have a girlfriend?”

    “Yeah, didn’t I tell you?”

    “Why didn’t you say anything?”

    “We didn’t contact each other for two months, and she became my girlfriend during that time.”

    Upon hearing that he got into a relationship within those short two months…

    “W-wait!! Are you planning to leave the Single Squad after discharge?!”

    Unintentionally grabbing Jihu by the collar, I blurted out harsh words.

    I couldn’t even muster sympathy yet.

    Instead, something else came out.

    Could it be that this isn’t sympathy? That thought even crossed my mind.

    I kept getting angrier.

    Is he going to steal our Jihu away from us?

    This is BSS…

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