episode_0093

On my way to go shopping in my sister’s car.

When the car stopped briefly at the signal, my sister looked at me intently and asked a question.

“Anyway, where did you put that adorable tail and fluffy ears you were so proud of? The last time you came to visit your parents, they said you couldn’t get rid of it?”

My older sister touched the spot where my ears used to be several times, as if she was curious, and I gave a vague answer, feeling drowsy from her touch.

“I don’t know, it didn’t work then, but it works now.”

When I shrugged my shoulders and answered that I didn’t know, my sister narrowed her eyes and asked me in a voice full of doubt.

“Tell me honestly. You can change when you go to see mom and dad, but you didn’t change on purpose, right? If you tell me now, I will look at it.”

The veins rising on the forearm.

And the faint sound of teeth grinding.

This gorilla bitch, does she really think I did it on purpose to screw her?

No, it’s definitely worth thinking that way.

I have often fed Big Taffy to my older sister since long ago.

They tell you to take a leap of faith, but they don’t hold you back.

I pretended not to know and put a really big tiger spider in my sister’s pencil case.

Something like making someone step on Legos with a booby trap.

I know why my sister doubts me, but I really didn’t mean to mess with her at that time. Fuck.

If you transform into this form at that time, not only will you be forced to look after your bitch, but if you transform in front of your family, you will end up being filmed with your incest, so would you want to transform?

No matter how much I like fox beast characters, I won’t watch Yasu, his incestuous friend, even if he dies. That’s truly the ultimate in abnormal sexual desire.

You say your inbred Yasu sucks? That’s the problem with people who write pornographic stories about incest and people who draw 19+ manga.

Is it even worse if you write a fox beast story or draw a manga using the same writing skills or drawings?

I answered my sister’s words with a serious face, without any laughter.

“It was really impossible at that time. No matter how much I love making my sister feel bad, would I want to do that while enduring motion sickness and frustration for over an hour? Isn’t that too much of a loss for me?”

“Of course, that’s true. Because you always act with your comfort and safety in mind. You wouldn’t choose to be fucked up yourself just to make me feel like shit.”

My sister nodded, noticed that the signal had changed, and started driving again. When we passed the large supermarket beyond the signal, I asked her in a puzzled voice.

“What, weren’t you going to a large supermarket? Where are you going?”

“I took the car out, so of course I went to the department store. So, are you going that short distance by car?”

“I thought I brought the car out because it was hot. Anyway, it’s a big deal…”

“What?”

“If it’s a department store, the hurdles are too high for an asshole like me. Sister, can’t we just go to the large supermarket? There’s no need to go to the department store to buy travel items, right?”

I asked more earnestly than ever, with bright eyes that made it difficult to refuse the request, but my sister snorted and said to me.

“Get off the train and go to the large supermarket alone. If you want, I can drop it right now.”

Snap!

My sister even unlocked the car door without any hesitation.

I looked at my older sister with a bored expression and opened my mouth.

“…Sister, do we really have to do this?”

“Yes, you definitely have to do this. This is my lovely little brother’s first choice for outdoor shopping. If you’re going to do it, shouldn’t you do it right?”

My sister smiled wickedly, spread out three fingers, and slowly folded them one by one, urging me to make a choice.

“Would you like to go to the department store with me and go shopping comfortably? Or would you rather go shopping hard while being harassed by men you hate so much?”

“Is there no option to go to a large supermarket with your sister and shop comfortably?”

“It’s not three-choice, it’s two-choice, little brother. And if you answer strangely one more time, I’ll just drag you to the department store and drop you, so answer correctly.”

In response to my sister’s threats, I finally sighed and chose an answer.

Yes, it would be better to shop in a stable environment with a muscular macho older sister watching over you, rather than shopping alone at a large supermarket and getting embarrassed for no reason.

I don’t know if that damn sister will protect me properly.

“Let’s go shopping at the department store. Instead, you have to protect it properly, okay?”

I spoke to my sister in a worried voice, and she smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

“No problem.”

—–

This is the first department store that Gumiho visits in his life.

Even considering it was a weekday, the place was crowded with people.

“Aren’t there too many people? How can there be so many people when it’s not even Friday?”

“Well, this week and next week are the vacation season? Why don’t you know that… Ah, now that I think about it, you’re on vacation 365 days a year, right?”

“Damn, I’m not unemployed? If anyone hears it, they’ll think I’m really unemployed.”

“So, can you tell others about your occupation? If you can show me the picture you drew, I will approve it.”

“…Fuck you.”

Most of the drawings are of different species, including furriers and tentacles.

The sample is a collection of all kinds of abnormal sexual desires, but in common sense, how do you show that to the general public? uh?

I’m afraid I’m a petty bitch from the bottom of my heart, so I’m cowardly beating you up with only the facts.

I cursed under my breath and started moving towards the travel goods store, while my sister followed closely behind me and slowly looked around.

“Hey.”

“Huh?”

“Let’s buy some clothes on the way. That’s all you have to wear, right?”

“No? There’s a lot in the closet. It’s because I don’t wear it.”

“A lot? You’re definitely not the kind of bitch to buy clothes or anything, are you? So how many pieces do you have?”

“I didn’t count, but roughly 30? Last time, before I went to my parents’ house, Hyukjin bought me a lot.”

There were quite a few masculine clothes.

Whether it’s hot pants, a dress that exposes the entire back, a belly button t-shirt that shows your belly button, or a sweater that shows your cleavage.

I don’t know how on earth that bastard bought me clothes like that so I could wear them. Anyway, you’re a fucking pervert.

Was Hyukjin sighing deeply at the thought that suddenly occurred to him?

My sister, who was tilting her head, poked and prodded my chest and asked a question.

“What about underwear? I don’t think Hyukjin even bought me underwear.”

“I said I didn’t want to wear it. It’s a hassle to wear, and once I start wearing it, I don’t think I can really go back to the way it was before.”

“Well, I think it would be wrong to go back to the way it was before, right? Why not just give up and accept it?”

“I accepted it to some extent. But there are also things that cannot be accepted.”

Everything else can be given up.

Wearing underwear? I still feel a sense of rejection, but as time goes by, the feeling of rejection will fade and I will be able to wear it.

But, making love or touching a man?

This is absolutely unacceptable.

Do you think I can accept that? That sounds funny.

As I snorted while clearing my confused mind, a small question quietly rose in my mind.

‘Isn’t that acceptable?’

The emergence of a question that completely negates everything we have thought so far.

In response, I looked at an ordinary man passing by.

If I can accept loving a man, it won’t matter if I have feelings of love for that man.

Can’t you find out by experimenting?

To get an answer, I looked at the man passing by and tried to capture the feeling of love, and instead of love, I shook my head at the strong feeling of rejection.

Look, it’s impossible.

There is no way I can accept this strong feeling of rejection even if I put just a little bit of love into it.

As soon as the answer came out, the question that had arisen for a moment disappeared as quickly as snow melted, and I walked away with a sigh of relief.

“I’ll take care of things like clothes, so just buy some travel items and go somewhere with no people. Because there are so many people, I’m already exhausted.”

“Truly, it’s surprising that even after becoming that kind of body, my core hasn’t changed at all. Okay, then just choose a suitcase and let’s go to a quiet cafe.”

As if she had no choice, my sister took me to the travel goods store, and when we were about two floors away from the store, she pointed somewhere in a surprised voice.

“Hey, isn’t that Hyukjin? No matter how you look at it, it looks like Hyukjin?”

As you follow the direction your hand points, what you see is a bald head with bloody muscles.

and.

One annoying girl talking loudly next to me.

As soon as I saw that scene, I remembered what my sister said before leaving.

‘Aren’t you seeing a woman other than yourself?’

‘I don’t know, he’s a guy too. If I really like it, wouldn’t it be possible to put aside my furry tastes and meet?’

…Why do I suddenly remember these words? Why is my chest so tight?

Negative emotions surging endlessly.

Annoyance, anger, sadness.

Feeling my head go blank with deep emotions of unknown origin, I slowly began to approach him.

What should I go and say?

Should I greet you warmly and introduce myself? Or should we just denounce that damn bastard who is flirting with women as a fashion furry?

After thinking about it for a while and thinking about it again, I succeeded in deciding what to say.

Okay, let’s say hello. After introducing myself as Hyukjin’s friend, I slowly find out the identity of that woman.

Thinking it was indeed a perfect plan, I walked up to Hyukjin’s side, hugged his thick forearms, and opened my mouth.

“This is mine, who are you?”