I might be sentenced to death by the beautiful girl I love. ...... In this space of fear and madness, I shout in my heart.

It leaks, it leaks, my stomach hurts.

　My brain was dominated by the invader called the bowel movement.

I, Jintaro Butsutu, am a very ordinary high school boy. I'm 16 years old and in my first year of high school.

His appearance is average, his academic performance is above average, and his athletic ability is average.

Why should I, a picture of normalcy, be in this predicament? ...... Why am I being forced to make this choice?

Tolexo or Dead Dead.

Shit, shit, why the ****?

　Trying hard to keep my mind from going blank at the biggest turning point of my life, I try to put the situation in perspective.

It's the end of July, and even though it's hot and humid, I'm dripping with an ungodly amount of sweat all over my body. And standing in front of me is a beautiful girl.

Yes, I decided to make a "confession of love" to her, Akane Miyanouchi, and called her.

Will you go to the toilet unceremoniously after all this ...... or will you leak in front of your loved ones and be sentenced to a mental death sentence?

Tomorrow and the next day, it will be the same day.

　I feel as if I am slowly being stretched thin, as if I am slowly dying.

I've always wanted to escape from the repetition of the ordinary, but who would have thought I'd be thrown from the ordinary to the bottom like this?

◇

　A few minutes ago: ----

The end of the school day is over, and the students are either going home or chatting in the school.

　I'm standing upright like a soldier, waiting for someone, while the other students are having fun in the corridor.

　Why is that? To confess, of course.

I don't know how long I've waited.

But the discomfort of the sweat sticking to my shirt, plus the strain, is slowly eating away at me.

　Furthermore, the heat is making me feel sick, and I have a stomachache.

　I really need to go to the toilet.

This is not good.

I couldn't bear the huge pressure on my bowels and thought about going to the bathroom.

Just then. I heard one of my classmates coming up the stairs in a hurry, out of breath.

It was my girlfriend, the one who had taken the time to come to my rescue.

Oh, ......"

The moment I saw her, the disgust and hellish stomachache I had just experienced vanished like a lie.

I'm looking at my confessor, who is the embodiment of the word "beautiful".

Her name is Akane Miyanouchi.

His porcelain skin was so white that my sweat-soaked shirt looked yellowish.

Her dull eyes shine brightly, unlike my own, which are absent-minded and carefree.

Above all, her jet-black hair, cropped at the shoulder, has a slight floral scent.

On the other hand, my short, sweaty hair smells like a rubbish dump, so don't get too close to me.

Phew. ......"

　I'm not sure what to make of this. It's a great way to make sure you're getting the most out of your money.

"I didn't mean to keep you waiting.　I'm so sorry!　I'm not sure what to do with it. I heard from Koya and Yuki that ...... you have an important problem?"

I couldn't tell from the look on her face whether or not she had guessed my intentions.

　But the seriousness of her gaze made me think that there might be a chance of winning.

　I suppressed my rising feelings and responded calmly.

No, I don't think so. Thank you for making time for me."

　She shook her head slowly to the side.

No, it's not. You are my classmate, you know. If you're in trouble, it's mutual. You can ask me anything if you want. What happened to you?　Bullying?"

　No," I said with an awkward smile.

　She looked at me, tilted her head curiously, and continued to speak with a serious face.

You can't be too hard on yourself. Tell the truth, okay?　Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. I love everyone in this class. If we are going to have a summer holiday, we want to start it with a clean slate, don't we?　I'm not so easy to beat in a fight, you know.

　When I heard those words, I thought. I'm sure you'll agree that Miyanouchi is a lovely girl. It's a beautiful girl who is well-behaved and extremely reliable, and is adored by everyone in her class. This is the reason why it is so important for you to have a good idea of what is going on in your life.

If we were to use a theatrical casting system, she would be the princess and I would be the inconspicuous passerby A among the mob characters. No, I'm not even a part anymore, I'm just the lighting guy ...... who makes her look good. I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but it's a good idea. I'm not sure what to make of that. I would be caught by the security guards as a suspicious person and would have to leave.

The reason why I didn't become a suspicious person and was able to confess my love for her is because of my two best friends, Yuki and Koya. They were the ones who guided her to come here for me.

For their sake and my own, I couldn't back down.

　I made up my mind and slowly opened my mouth.

"Actually, there's something I've been wanting to tell you for a long time, ...... well, I guess that counts as a problem."

I start to tell her a short story about how I started high school, fell in love with her at first sight and fell in love with her. She rolls her eyes in surprise, but listens intently as I stammer on and on. Her cheeks are slightly flushed.

As soon as I realised this, my heart started beating so loudly that I thought they could hear it.

　There's an indescribable, pale pink aura that surrounds us.

"I'm sure you'll be happy to know that I'm not the only one. I was also happy when Miyanouchi-san greeted me. ...... So I started to greet people around me."

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I always do my English homework," he says. I always ask Miyanouchi-san to help me with my English homework, even though I say I'll check if it's correct before class. Thank you."

　I hadn't done much homework in junior high school, but when I realised that homework would be a common topic of conversation with Miyanouchi-san, I started doing it every day without fail.

"I heard that Miyanouchi-san likes short hair, so I tried to make it short."

July has become more concerned about her appearance and has put a lot of effort into her hairstyle.

I'm embarrassed to be saying this to myself, so I fiddled with my hair, the wax having been washed away by sweat.

　If you look at her, she is slowly nodding her head as if she is carefully digesting my words. Even such a small gesture only makes my heart beat faster.

"All because I wanted to say a few words to you, Miyanouchi-san."

I said it.

　I've never really put my all into anything, whether it's studying or sports.

　I'm not going to let anyone beat me in my love for Miyanouchi-san.

"You just wanted to talk to me ......?"

She chuckled. It was obvious she was waiting for the next word. And I knew what I had to say.

　Just as I was about to fire my final weapon, the Aino Kokuhaku, I realized that something else was about to be unleashed.

Oh no ...... I want to poop so badly.

　Why? Why?　I thought I was fine until a few minutes ago. I don't know what triggered it at all.

　An unbearable scream from my abdomen, from my gut, sends alarm bells ringing through my body.

　This was definitely out of the realm of possibility, and I could feel a nuclear warhead's worth of dangerous material descending through my body.

　The meltdown begins.

　My despair, too, is beginning.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

　Ha. Ha. .......

But I held on. I held on.

　I gathered all the strength I could in my belly and squeezed my anus tightly.

There's no room for make-believe ......, but that's what men are for!

He gambled with all his might and forced a smile on his face to keep the hydrogen bomb from coming out of the plum pit.

The spirit, the grit and the guts of the people of Sekigahara, the great battle of the world.

If you win, you'll live in peace, if you lose, you'll be beheaded.

　If you lose, you'll be beheaded. You've come this far, and you're only one ...... step away.

　It's all thanks to you that I've been able to change.

In front of her, I've made an unsuitable effort to bring out the best in myself. Desperately.

It was a mega-evolution that was unimaginable from the days when I was obsessed with the gal games Koya lent me.

I've been working hard to make up for my junior high school days when my name was pronounced Jintaro, and I was given the delicate nickname of "normal person". I'm not quite average yet, but I'm confident I can be. She has given me that confidence.

If she is in trouble, you casually lend a hand. If she looks bored, I become a clown to make her laugh. I can be whoever Miyanouchi-san wants me to be.

Yes, you can be a brave man. So, I don't want to pull out here. You can't say, "Oh, wait a minute, I'm going to the bathroom" when things are going so well.

There is no way we can do it all again.

My girlfriend, who has a big bowl, would allow me to leave the toilet in the middle of the day, but I, who have a smaller bowl than a toilet bowl, would not allow it.

Phew. ......

Facing your conflicts, or ....... Is this what confession is all about? I love it. If you're going to be intimidated by this, it's going to hurt. I'm really sick to my stomach.

And anyway, here we go!

"S."

When I was about to say my confession in the early summer breeze.

Huh. .......

　It's a demon, it's really bad.

　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for and what you can do to help.

　I'm not sure what to do.

　Poop or death.

　My brain burned with thoughts, and I instantly came up with a choice.

It's still a case of dashing to the toilet to take a dump, or leaking and dying socially.

　Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

　When my feet took the first step into the toilet, my soul wailed in my heart, and the voices of my two best friends echoed in my ...... perverted brain.

'You have done a great job so far. Now it's time for you to put your feelings into it.'

You always smiled and comforted me, Yukiyo Yuki. Now I feel like taking a dump. If I tell you how I feel, will you accept it?

　"Aaaaah, I'm about to blow a brown bomb!"

'We've done this together. Whichever way it goes, you'd better report it.

　Koya Koya is mega handsome and is usually physically protective of me.

　What kind of report is that?　I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that.

　You want to get stool data?

　I don't even know why I'm asking myself this question anymore.

　But then I remembered their words and they brought me back to my senses.

I will not allow you to rejoice alone or cry alone.

"You've got us."

　I guess that's what my best friends wanted to tell me the most.

　They summoned her to the fourth floor corridor. On the fourth floor of the school building, there are only a few people, as the only facilities are the audio-visual room, the music room and the science room, which are not usually used.

When they arranged my confession, Yuki and Koya offered to help me in any way they could, but I turned them down in order to show my manly spirit.

　The result is that you are alone with Miyanouchi-san.

　The result of this is the situation we find ourselves in now.

　I'm not going to leave the result of going to the bathroom.

　It's a great way to get your mind off of your broken heart.

　Poop or confess!

　I've reached a new level, and a new option comes to mind.

It took only four seconds after Mr Miyanouchi's questioning words for me to reach this point in my thinking. Strangely, time seems to flow more slowly.

　I can do this.

　I can make it.

　I shouldn't run away.

　Every second that I hesitate, the life of my anus is shortening.

　All I have to do is say one more word.

　So I opened my mouth and said it forcefully.

"Miss Miyanouchi, you're the best.　I'm not sure what to say, but I'm sure you'll understand.

Years of pent up feelings, released.

　Poop is also released.

　An unprecedented feeling of exhilaration shakes and rapes my mind and body.

"Ahhhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh!"

I was screaming as I let out a huge load of something I shouldn't have out of my ***.

　It was a bad idea to try and confess at that moment.

"Oh, my God, ......, no!　What?

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　I'm sure you'll agree. It's a great way to make sure you're getting the most out of your vacation. When I understood that, I was full of tears.

　You will be able to feel the sweat coming off of your body, and you can feel the fluid covering your body.

　At the same time, someone's voice rang in my ears.

"Oh, my God, this is disgusting!　Seriously, it's disgusting!

Hey, get someone in here!

Hearing our screams, students from the science club and the brass band, who hadn't left school yet, came running up to us. The students surround her and me like onlookers.

　Some laughed at us, others hurled abusive language at us. Some of them even vomit on us.

Some even vomited.　It's their job to clean up!

'Don't be silly!　I don't like it!

You can hear the onlookers cursing in the distance.

　But it doesn't matter.

　All that mattered was that I was so desperate that my knees buckled and I started to laugh. As it was, I lost all strength in my waist and fell into a puddle of my own filth. The fabric of my uniform gets heavier as it absorbs the filth, and the warm liquid and strange smell stick to my body.

　Burned into my brain is the astonished face of Akane Akane Miyanouchi Miyanouchi showed me just before she fainted.

　It's the end of everything.

　I'm not sure what to do.

　I thought I had done my best. ......

　In my fading consciousness, I suddenly heard a noise that sounded like a person being repelled.

I'm not sure what to say.　"Get out of the way!　Can't you see I'm telling you to get out of the way?"

He is usually very intelligent, but this rough voice is Kouya. When I looked up a little in a daze, I saw him, tall enough to be seen from here, beating some people to death with a bag. He hurried through the crowd and came to my rescue!

Bontarou Jintarou!　Sorry I'm late. I was just wondering if you'd be interested in going back to ......, because there's a lot of people here, and why are you covered in shit?

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Koya threatens onlookers by kicking a bin in the corner. The bin hit one of the onlookers, but Koya barked more without caring.

I'm going to use a fire extinguisher next!

　The onlookers who flinched at the enraged Koya scattered in the blink of an eye.

"Okay, ....... Yuki , I'll explain it to the senko who will be here later. You should carry him to the shower room of the swimming club. I'm sure Yuji is doing his own training, so ask them to lend you a shower. Also, there's my jersey in the locker, so take it with you. I'll clean up here. Oh, right. I have to take Miyanouchi to his bed in the infirmary. I'm probably going to be a little late, so go ahead and leave."

　I'm not sure what to make of it. It's a good idea to have a good friend who can help you out.

Okay. I'll go on ahead. Bontarou, are you OK?　I'm coming."

...... Ugh, yeah."

　I nodded my head, though my consciousness became vague.

I forgot. Take this with you. You've probably already lost all your water, so you might get dehydrated."

Thank you, ......."

　Kouya, if I were a woman, I'd probably be in love with you. ......

◇ ◇

　Fate is cruel. No, I had the momentum to climb to the top of my life until halfway through.

　How could I have made that mistake and fallen down like that?

　The only thing that saved me was that my two best friends saved me. I can't say thank you enough to Koya and Yuki.

　After that, I went to the shower room of the swimming club and washed my body, and changed into Koya's jersey which was in the locker, as if Yuki was taking care of me.

　And now I was walking with Yuki on the way to school. The bag containing the school bag and the uniform covered in shit was unusually heavy.

'Well, I don't know what to say. Don't worry about it. We all make mistakes, you know. You know?　Well, I don't think I've ever made such a big mistake. Yeah."

Oh, my God. ......

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I was trudging home when I came to a scramble intersection on the main street. I looked ahead and saw a huge TV news ticker hanging on the wall of a large department store opposite.

'A nationwide rash!　Sudden sexual conversions"

It's finally happening!　A VRMMO that gives you a glimpse of human nature.

Oh, it's this VRMMO!　This is the game we played in the beta test. Why don't you join us, Jintaro, for a change?"

"Hmm?　Yeah ......"

　I replied to Yuki's concern, but another piece of news caught my attention.

I've been seeing it a lot lately.

　The news.

　I'd like to turn into a woman, or even a little girl, and redo the whole past, not just today's events, without anyone knowing.

　What?

　What a ridiculous idea!

　I shake my head and let my thoughts wander.

"I'm not sure what to say. We're friends, aren't we ......?"

At my question, Yuhki smiles bitterly, as if embarrassed.

"What?　What are you talking about? If we weren't friends, I wouldn't be carrying the shit-covered Boutoro. I still can't get rid of the feces smell. Oh, shit."

I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I'm not the only one who is worried about you.

　But he's really worried about me, and his giggle is dazzling in the sunshine.

　You'll be able to find a lot more than just a few of these in the marketplace.

"Seriously,......, thanks".

"Ha-ha."

Letting out a soft laugh as usual, Yuki walked forward.

It's a little embarrassing, but I think ...... friends will do what they need to do at the time. I'm sure you'll be able to do the same for me today as you did for Boutarou in middle school. I'm sure you'll agree.

Yuki continues to walk without looking back at me.

　Seeing the back of my reliable best friend, salt water spilled out of my eyes.

"So, this is normal..."

Yuki's teasing about my previous nickname cheered me up a bit.

　Tomorrow is the summer holiday. It's just the right time to rehabilitate my mind.

　I won't even have to face Akane Miyanouchi.

　I have nothing more to lose. All I have to do is pick it up again.

　As you can see, there's nothing left to lose, .......

◇ ◇

"Huh. ......"

　I sigh at the ceiling.

　When I got home, I lay down on my bed in my room, which was empty and silent.

"Huh. ......"

　This is the first time I've ever seen such a thing.

It's ...... quiet.

So I turned on the TV for some background music and saw a news report.

A spate of sudden sexual conversions across the country has left the cause of the incidents still unknown and six boys and girls are already suffering from this mysterious condition. For more information on the government's response and future plans, please visit ......

Sex change. ......

Forcing my thoughts to drift back to the past, I think back to that moment again, vividly.

　I was about to confess my feelings for a girl I liked, and in my nervousness and desperation I took a shit.

Why didn't I go to the toilet at that time without question?

　The reason was obvious.

I'm not going to let a sudden urge to have a bowel movement ruin the atmosphere of my confession, the culmination of all my small efforts.

It would have been impossible for me to go to the toilet and make another confession with an unconcerned look on my face.

Is it the poop or the confession that counts?

　Confession, of course.

I've made the right choice.

　I've made the right choice.

　I chose to be a man.

Was it a mistake to try to be a respectable man ...... ?

'......, just be a girl or something already.'

If only I could.

　Sniffing at the hottest story of the moment, the sexualisation of news.

After the summer holidays, my title at school will be 'White White White'. It's still better to be a 'normal person' in secondary school.

Half in disgust, half in dismay.

"Gosh ......"

I burst into fucking tears again.

　Again, I fall back on the bed.

In desperation, I plopped down on my bed and fell into a slumber, trying to escape from the reality of my situation and to soothe my exhausted mind.

◇

　I wonder how long it's been.

　The sound of my phone woke me up and I yawned.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, I heard a girl's voice, or rather something like a breath.

Ah?

However, the voice.

What's that?

Is my voice pretty?

　A very pretty voice came out of my mouth.

"Beacon".

　The distinctive sound of the line struck my earlobe, which was asleep.

Dazed and dazed, he reaches for his phone, which is probably at his bedside, yawns and checks its contents.

The sender was from Yuki.

"Can I call you?"

I'm sure he's worried about my confession.

At any rate, I remembered that I had slept in the jersey I borrowed from Koya, and I thought I'd change before I called.

"Wait a minute."

When I replied, I noticed something strange.

It is strangely difficult to type a reply.

　To be precise, the phone is too big and it's hard to tap with only one hand's fingers. No, I can't.

Yeah?

And this is where the surprises began.

In my haste to stand up, I stepped on the hem of my trousers and fell off the bed in a big heap.

I managed to stand up, my head hitting the floor and frowning at the dull pain.

That's it!

The size of the clothes I wear is too big for some reason.

Even if you fully extend your arm, you have to roll up your sleeve to get your hand.

I must have been 5'9" but my perspective was a few inches lower than usual.

"What?"

And even more uncomfortable.

My voice, which I uttered casually, was high. It was a clear tone, like a rolled bell, and the voice was clear.

"What"

I can't believe I did that.

However, the next sound that came out of the turmoil was definitely my voice, even though the timing was wrong.

"Uh, yeah, ............?"

After a few vocalisations and some analysis, it seems that the young voice, which is the equivalent of a middle school student, vibrates through my throat.

I spread my hands out to look over my overstuffed uniform and take a good look at my body once again.

Then the most interesting thing was the hair that was hanging down from either side of her face.

Her hair is so long that it reaches her waist. And silver hair with a subtle blue tinge.

I roll up my sleeves, manage to pick up a bunch and stare at it in front of my eyes.

The hair was so fine and fluffy that it could not have been made by an artificial hair.

I felt sick and hurriedly let go of my hair.

"What the hell is this: ......"

A shrunken physique. A voice like a girl's. Long hair that I don't remember.

If you have come this far, what has happened to you?

　Even the dullest of people can tell.

It's understandable, but it's a fantasy.

　There is no way I can be convinced.

A case of unexplained gender reassignment reported in the news.

There has been a lot of talk recently about boys and girls who suddenly change their gender.

However, the general feeling is that what is being reported on the other side of the news has nothing to do with me. It's like watching a celebrity gossip, it's just something else.

So, what is happening to me is a dream.

Yeah.

　I recognise that I'm thinking out of context, but this is a fantasy.

I can't, I can't look like this.

It's just a dream.

I must be having a weird dream due to the shock of the confession.

I tried to pinch her cheek, but her sleeves were too long for me.

I have to roll it.

No, wait, I don't trust my sense of pain, or my sense of touch.

　I just fell out of bed and felt pain.

The wear and tear and the weight of the jersey are unmistakably real.

...... Style.

Calm down.

My hearing is no better. It's strange that my voice sounds like a girl's, but I'm picking up the sounds around me.

Then there's the sense of smell.

　I put my nose close to the clothes, mainly the jersey I borrowed from Koyo, and sniff.

............"

　What can I say, it's a bit sweaty.

It's summer. It's early summer, so what can you do?

Then there's this pale blue silver hair, which is also different.

Take more than the amount you just pinched and sniff it.

A rustling .......

　I'm not sure if it's a good thing or not, but it's a good thing.

Wishy-washy, wishy-washy, wishy-washy, wishy-washy.

"Heh, heh, heh!　Woohoo!"

The tips of the bristles were too fluffy and irritated my nostrils just enough to make me sneeze.

This is not good.

　The senses of hearing, touch and even smell insist that this is reality. ......

No, it's not too early to assume.

All that remains is taste.

　The only thing left to taste is the nutritional food, CalorieMate, which he pours into his mouth.

Although my mouth was a little dry from sleep, I chewed it and found that it tasted just the same as usual.

"Is ...... really that bad?"

The last of the senses.

　The last resort is sight.

I put my hands on my cheeks.

　But if I see this face...

The fear that I'm not me anymore makes me hesitate to do a final check.

How many hours have gone by?

I didn't drink anything and sat in bed in a daze.

I suddenly notice my phone flashing, and tap it lightly.

Yuki Yuuki sent me an additional message asking if I've made a call yet.　I got an additional message from Yuki asking if I could make a call yet, so I told him that I couldn't right now.

After all, it's a girl's voice.

　I don't feel like doing anything until I calm down.

I also received a message from my other best friend Kouya.

'Clan Clan starts tomorrow, but you'll be there, won't you?

It's a VRMMO, or virtual online game, that we've been talking about doing together since the summer holidays, and we've just been informed that the service will be launched tomorrow.

VRMMO is an experiential 3D online game.

　It is the latest game that gives you the feeling that you are actually in the game world and moving your body.

It's not a big title, and I hadn't heard of the game company Kaguya, so I wasn't expecting much, but the fact that the production and sales have been outsourced to a major game maker has caused a bit of a stir.

Absolutely not.

He worries about us with  Yuki and encourages us to change our mood with Kouya.

I am grateful to them for their thoughtfulness, but I scold myself that I am getting tired of letting things go on without any progress.

I prepare myself and pick up the hand mirror from the high desk.

I force down my trembling hand by sheer force of will and swallow my nervous gulp.

"Gokri......"

I then looked at my own face.

There it is.

The face of a beautiful, white, silver-haired girl, who looked like she belonged in Scandinavia, looked surprised.

"Oh, I can't possibly be a ...... beautiful girl ......."

----

----

　The current time is 10 o'clock in the evening.

As the end of the school day was around 11am, we can assume that I arrived home around 2pm, which means that I woke up around 7pm and started my journey of checking my body.

Since then, as a girl, I have checked every inch of myself.

Unfortunately, it was a girl. Probably, without a doubt.

　And I was able to determine that she was between 9 and 11 years old, in the third and fifth grades.

I also measured myself and I was only 135cm tall.

Seriously, ......."

Her skin is as white and smooth as china, and her eyes are sapphire blue. Her long, silvery eyelashes accentuate her large eyes, and her nose is high. Her lips are rose-pink and well-shaped, with a slightly rounded outline due to her young age.

I have to admit, she looked like an unmistakable angel.

The decisive factor is her sky-blue silver hair, which shines brightly, reflecting even the electric lights in the room.

It was me, the most beautiful girl.

I didn't know if I should call the city hall, the police, my parents, or my sister.

My parents are both working and on business trips abroad. My younger sister follows her mother and father around the world. My older sister is in Japan, but she started to live by herself when she went to university, and she is doing a good job while going to school.

That's why I'm living alone in this flat.

I am very grateful for the freedom, but I have to do all the housework, cooking and laundry on my own, which can be rather difficult.

We also don't know what to do when a situation like this happens.

"Should I still contact my sister ......?"

However, she has a rather busy life and is a member of .......

Is this the City Hall in order?

As I was hesitating, I received a notification message from my sister on line at the right moment.

"Tomorrow at 11am in front of the church of Michelangelo, the Pioneer City.

I turned away from my phone when I received a radio message.

I don't mean to patronise my family, but my sister is a beautiful woman, that's no exaggeration. But sometimes she says things that are beyond my understanding. And she is also scary.

It's kind of a pain to think about things, starting with the unintelligible line from my sister.

It has been a really tiring day.

Mentally and physically exhausted, it did not take me long to come to this conclusion.

We'll think about what to do tomorrow.

Once I thought that, I acted quickly.

After a quick snack, I went to the toilet in an unaccustomed motion. ......

I went back to sleep.

.......

　.............

　Oh, I forgot to wipe it off.

I won't say where.

It's going to take me a while to get used to my body.

I let out a small sigh and went back to the toilet feeling sad.

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　The morning after.

　The first day of the summer holidays.

After taking my first shower, I drank a bottle of milk in a bath towel.

"Pfft."

After all, milk tastes better first thing in the morning!

Afterwards, I made my own honey toast, my favorite, and served it with a fried egg for breakfast. Just as I was about to go to the city hall to ask for advice on what to do, Yuki and Kouya contacted me on our shared line group.

"Be sure to come in and meet me at 1pm in front of the Clock Tower in the Pioneer City of Michelangelo."

Pioneer City Michelangelo......?

Oh, .......

...... Yesterday, my sister told me that the pioneer city of Michelangelo was the town of Clan Clan, a VRMMO online game?

It seems that  Yuki and Kouya have been playing this game since the beta test, and they must have enjoyed it a lot, because it was only the other day that they started to push me hard. It wasn't unusual for the bespectacled Koya to be enthusiastic about games, anime and manga, but I was surprised when even Yuki joined in and recommended it to me.

Or rather, my sister. You've been doing it too, the Klan Klan.

"Let's have fun and have a heart-to-heart party!

I received such a message from Yuki Yubuki, so I immediately sent him a message

"You just want to play games with me."

I'm going to keep it light, like that.

'This time, I'm being honest, not pretentious.'

I got a reply from  Kouya saying

'I know, thank you ......'

I feel embarrassed, so I make a sentence that can be conveyed in one word.

　I also felt a bit embarrassed, but that's OK.

I throw my phone on the bed and think of their faces.

Un confession. That's the most punchy way I've ever heard to confess. Can we laugh about it like that?

After that, I'll hold off on telling them about the rumoured sex change for now. I don't want to worry them any more than I already have, but I also don't know what this is all about. I don't know if there's any precedent for the body coming back.

　I have a heavy fear.

It's really not a funny joke.

　I don't have time to mourn the failure of my confession, I don't have time for heartbreak.

I remember Yuki's words yesterday.

　We are friends.

　But is that something I can say even when I look like this?

I force my thoughts to turn to the clan and the clan to push aside the anxiety that is rising in me one after another.

I'm sure the two of us playing with them will be a great distraction.

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----

　The time is 9.30am. The official Clan Clan service starts at ten o'clock, so after hanging up the laundry I open the Clan Clan I've bought in advance.

The box containing the software was less than 15cm in diameter.

What came out of it?

Six pairs of contact lenses in different sizes.

　And a slightly bulky USB flash drive and earphones.

　And only a folded instruction manual.

"Oh."

　That's it.

Yes, that's one of the topics.

Existing VRMMOs are usually played with headgear that covers your face and head, but Clan Clan is different.

It is the same as other VRMMOs in that it responds to your brainwaves and gives you the feeling that you are directly inside the game, but the crucial difference is that once you get used to it, you can live a normal life in the real world while playing the game.

How is it possible to have your brain telling you to move your body in the game world, but at the same time make it do something else in the real world?

I had heard the details of this from Koya Koya, but it was not so easy to believe.

　According to Koya, this contact lens, which is less than one centimeter in diameter, is the culmination of human technology.

　I've never played an online game before, so Koya was unusually excited and said, "This is a revolution in the game world! This is a revolution in the gaming world!

Well, with less than 30 minutes to go before the Clan Clan service starts, seeing is believing.

Set up the game and make your own character.

The first step is to connect the USB flash drive to your smartphone using the special terminal, download and install the game.

The general consensus is that these online games are quite large, but Clan Clan seems to be an exception. The total amount of data was comparable to that of an app game.

Next, put earphones in each ear and contact lenses.

It took me a while to put on the contacts, which I was not used to, but I managed to do it.

All you have to do is launch the game from your smartphone.

I tap on the Clan Clan, trying to control the excitement in my chest.

You can then go to ----.

Welcome to the Clan Clan, a world where humans and demons mingle and fight each other without regard for others.

A mechanical woman's announcement rang in both ears.

　I was floating in the air, in total darkness, reminiscent of a microcosm.

This is the Clan Clan.

Through the medium of tiny contacts, they are indirectly linked to the nerves of the human brain and allow the user to experience the sensations in the game.

I tried to move my right arm. Just as I had imagined, my right arm swung up and down, not so different from how it feels in reality.

In reality, I'm sitting on my bed and my right arm isn't moving.

Inside the contact lens is an infinite jet-black space, a landscape of light spots of various sizes floating before your eyes.

Over the contact is a plain room.

It's not something that can be described in one word: amazing.

In the first place, being able to play a VR MMO while also being able to clearly identify yourself in the real world is a completely new experience.

It's no wonder  Koya makes such a fuss.

The feeling of being in two worlds at once is indescribable.

Oh, come on, it's a fantasy.

How is it possible to implant something so powerful inside such a tiny contact lens? Interfere with your brain waves and take you to a 3D world?

　Is this how far human science has come?

Originally, it was said that a human being was in a state where most of the functions of the brain were not being used, and that the rate of activity was less than 10%. These days, there is a strong belief that this is not the case and that we are using our brains at 100% full capacity. However, the experience of the Klan Klan is a real one.

No wonder the rumours say that it has succeeded in increasing the activity range of the human brain by 20%. We are convinced that this is the kind of game that will shock you into believing such a dream.

While I was enjoying my levitation, an announcement resumed the tutorial.

"Confirmation that the mutual recognition of the Clan and the Clan here and the reality there has been successfully linked. The senses are responding well."

"Ha, ha. ......"

'Voice recognition confirmed to be working. Are you ready to move on to character creation?

Apparently, even vocalisations can be converted from the brain to the game and recognized.

It doesn't seem to be a game of chat-style communication.

"Oh, yes."

As soon as I had given my approval, the AI-programmed voice-only navigation system began to explain.

"We scan and authenticate your appearance data in the real world."

For a few seconds, a blue-white effect flickered over my body, and then the light quietly faded away.

"The scan is finished. The skeleton and the standard of the character can be changed up to 5 cm from the real size. You can only create a character of the same gender as in real life. The appearance and other parts of the character can be changed in any way you wish. Please call us when you have finished creating your character."

If the difference in the scale of body size between the real world and the in-game character is too large, there will be too much of a sensory difference when you log out of the game, which will interfere with your physical movement in reality.

You can change your appearance, but you can't disguise your gender or frame.

Apparently, my character's current appearance is the same as that of a very beautiful girl in real life.

　This is where I start to tweak things.

I stared at the large number of customisation options and was amazed by the variety.

There are over 200 different types of eyes alone. The same goes for the colours.

There was so much to choose from in terms of waist, hips and even bust tweaking, as well as facial options and parts, that it was hard not to feel a little fed up.

　The only thing I found normal was the variety of hair colours. You can't select a colour close to white, and at a glance, there were about thirty types.

After a few minutes of looking at the various items, I realised that I had a big problem.

I'm a little girl now.

This means that the character creation also remains a little girl.

Oh my God. .......

No gender reassignment \= If you meet someone in the clan who has changed their gender to  Yuki or Kouya, it will be obvious.

I think I can do it. Maybe.

I've heard that there are many bugs and inconveniences in the beginning of online games. Akiya called it a festival, and I also called it a festival, so I decided to push it through.

　I decided to do so, and I lightly customized certain parts of the game, but left the appearance as it was in real life.

To be honest, I found the character creation process to be sluggish, as I had to go through a huge amount of customisation options one by one to create my character.

"Character creation is over."

Based on my cue, the navigation voice answers again.

"I'm sorry. No real world errors, except in the chest ・・・・. It's clear."

Good."

I felt a little uncomfortable at the suggestion of navigation, but tried not to let it bother me. Yes, I was trying to be a little more flattering about my breasts.

　I'm not sure if it's a good idea to have a flat chest, but I've tried to make it a little more uneven.

'The current time is 10:03 am. Would you like to log in?"

Finally, the official launch of the service?

My appointment with my sister was at 11am, but I thought I'd take the opportunity to log on and get used to it first.

"Yes, I'll log in."

"Enjoy the world of Tsukinotea, the Clan of Gods and Clans. You are a mercenary soldier wandering through this vast world, organising mercenary groups, forming armies, founding nations, seeking the treasures left behind by the Dragon Clan, and challenging the Gods."

After a long and tedious day, navigation is now a matter of choice.

"You are free."

He left us with these last words

As if on cue, my vision was engulfed in a whirlpool of light.

Surrounded by dazzling light: ----

　I found myself standing in a huge square paved with cobblestones.

The architecture of the city is medieval European in style.

　The city is so alive and real that you would think you had travelled back in time.

"Clan Clan, wow." Player A

Is this the game ......? Player B

The wind feels good. Player C

It smells so good!  Player D

There seemed to be other players who had just logged in, and a second look around showed that there were dozens of them.

Everyone marvelled at this new world and seemed to be unable to contain their excitement with emotion.

I'm one of them, of course.

A game that allows you to feel all five senses is unheard of.

This is a first in the VRMMO world, especially when it comes to smells.

The sky is clear and blue, as if blessing us for the adventure that lies ahead.

The breeze gently pats me on the back as if to push me along.

The hustle and bustle of the city and the smells of its liveliness make you anticipate the adventure ahead, whether you like it or not.

Truly amazing ......"

The square seems to be a little higher than the whole city. I decided that if I went to the edge of the square, I could get a good view of the city, so I set off through the crowd.

I think I saw some people staring at me, but I didn't care.

When I reached the end of the square, I put my hands on the brick railing.　I reached the end of the square and put my hands on the brick railings.

"Soooooo!

　Breathe in as hard as you can.

Aaah!

I vomited.

Mmm.

　My own pretty voice bothered me a bit, but it felt good.

The view is also excellent.

From here we could not see the whole of the city, but we could still see the colourful roofs and the variety of buildings made of stone, wood and unknown materials.

There are also a few curious structures that defy the laws of physics, such as the Tower of Babylon, which apparently increases in size and thickness as you go up the floors.

The world is a typical fantasy one, based on a medieval European story.

We could see a whole section of people moving around these buildings at a rapid pace.

'...... is bustling'

A few of the male players around me have picked up on my muttering and are looking at me with a lot of interest. The nearest one, a green-haired boy, seemed to be wondering whether he should talk to me.

He was around 16-18 years old, not so different from me.

A mercenary player in beginner's leather armour.

I pull my guard up. Now I look like a girl of ten or so.

Anyone who tries to speak to me like that is .......

Are you going to be a pedophile ...... or are you going to judge me as weak and start fighting ・・・・・・・・・?

In a normal game, you wouldn't even think about it, but this online game, Clan Clan, encourages PK, or player-killing.

In this VRMMO, mercenary players compete with each other for equipment, money, items, loot, and everything else they desire.

In other words, we have introduced a system of PvP, a system that involves a lot of fighting between players.

I've heard that there are restrictions on PvP in that area depending on your age group, but I haven't looked into them in detail.

As a newcomer to online gaming, I was concerned that if others found out that I was unfamiliar with the game, I would be ripped off.

The green-haired boy is a pedophile or a fighter.

Once you have reached that conclusion, the rest of the action is set.

We will not waste our experience of failure in the confession.

　We will make decisions calmly and quickly.

　Dash in silence!

I left the square where all the newbies had gathered and found a nice white wooden bench to sit on. I sat down on a nice white wooden bench and took a quick look at my status.

When you think "menu", a menu window appears in the lower left corner of your field of view.

Character names None.

Level one

HP30 MP20 Strength1 Magic14 Defence2 Magic8 Soyasa18 Knowledge27

Money in hand: 1,000 esos.

Accessories

Head: None

　Body: Sooty cloak

　Arm: sooty leather glove

　Feet: Sooty leather shoes

Right hand: wooden sword of Rhone

　Left hand: none

　Accessories: None

　　　　　: None

　　　　　No accessories

　　　　　No: None

　　　　　No : No

　Skills: None

Title: The Old loli

　Here's what it looks like.

First of all, I had to name my character, but I hadn't decided yet.

　I decided that it would be better to make a quick decision, so I decided to call him Taro, since his real name is Jintaro.

Then there is status.

　The most interesting thing about his status is that his strength and defense are very low, while his speed and intelligence are high.

The armour is, well, satisfactory. As for the weapon, a Rhone wooden sword?

　What's a Rhone?

How about a wooden sword as initial equipment? Isn't the player supposed to be a mercenary?

Where in the world are there mercenaries who use wooden swords as their main weapon? ......

To test it out, I tapped on Rhone's wooden sword from the menu screen and got a simple description, the stats needed to equip it, attack power and so on.

"The wooden sword of the Rhone", rarity 0

This is a wooden sword made from Rhone, a small tree that grows everywhere.

Required Status: Strength 1 HP 20

Attack power +2

The status required to equip it is 1 for power and 20+ for HP.

　That's exactly what I am, but it turns out to be a very weak weapon.

The other initial equipment is at the same rubbish level.

A girl in a dirty cloak with a wooden sword on her hip is, for all intents and purposes, not a mercenary.

This is why it is so depressing to see people who seem to be mercenary players walking around the city glancing at me from time to time.

But as for the equipment, it was a disappointing warrior, but I'm sure it's the same for everyone at the beginning.

But even I couldn't agree on one thing.

Title.

　As with the Rhone wooden sword, tap on the menu and read the description.

'An old girl'.

A magical girl whose appearance does not match her content. She has the soul of an old man in her young vessel, which allows her to act far more efficiently than the others.

　She is a witch herself, with an enormous amount of magical power that allows her to maintain her youth and beauty, and overflows from her hair.

Acquisition condition: Rejuvenation.

　Potency: Triple the amount of skill points gained at level up.

It stated.

I don't know about you, but I understand that Clan Clan is an excellent game for feminisation and rejuvenation.

.......

　.............

　How can that be?

　What is this title?

"Is this a bug?　Is that what this is, a bug?"

Moreover, I think the potency of the title is half a cheat. Triple the skill points you get when you level up?　I still don't understand the position of skills in the clan and clan, but I thought skills were something like when you learn a technique, you transfer skill points to increase your skill level.

Isn't that a terrific title when you think about it ......?

　I'm not sure what the skill is to begin with.

"Skills, skills ......"

It occurred to me to see if there were any skill-related facilities nearby, and I quickly checked the map to see if I could ...... find the whole town.

Apparently, this clan only shows details on the map once you've been to the place.

But fortunately there was a shop called "Skill☆George" opposite the bench I was sitting on.

Aside from the naming sense, it might give us a clue as to how much the title 'Old loli ' means in terms of skill.

Besides, the exterior was quite elaborate and the atmosphere seemed good.

It is a modest wooden shop with many glazed areas. From the roof hangs a cosy decoration, perhaps made of thin metal rods bent and twisted together, like a coat of arms.

Simply put, it had the look of a stylish coffee shop.

Let's have a look around the shop.

　Gently open the wooden door, which is fitted with two rows of square coloured glass.

"Ojamaishimasu."

"Hi, welcome, mmm-hmm?"

I was greeted by a dark-skinned, punchy-permed, heavily made-up gay man with purple and pink mascara and eye blush and blinking eyes.

"Oh my goodness! I've got a lovely little girl here too."

"Excuse me."

I've learnt to be calm and quick.

　Turn around.

"I'm a slut, I'm a slut, I'm a slut."

The owner grabbed my arm as I was closing the door with god-like speed.

I have to admit, when he gave me a flying wink, I got such a chill that I thought I was going to die.

"Mmmm, oh, no. You're too impatient to be a good mercenary."

I was dragged into the shop by the gay shopkeeper.

"Oh, ha. ......"

"Why do you have such a pouty face? It's not the first day of Clan Clan, you'll have lots of adventures."

It's a real adventure to meet you.

Some of the NPC non-player characters were very unique.

NPCs are like programs, or robots, where the character is not controlled by the player, but by a program.

"So, if you've come to look at my house, does that mean you've come to buy the Bright Sword Arts?

Oh.

　It seems to be a shop related to skills after all.

But what is Bright Sword Arts?

"Hmmm?　You don't seem to know anything at all about the art of the sword, do you?" Shopkeeper

"Ah, yes." Taru

Answer the NPC's questions in the affirmative. This is a good opportunity to find out as much as you can from this gay man.

'Oh, really? Isn't your mum and dad with you?"

It's a very good artificial intelligence AI. In the event that you've got a lot of money, you'll be able to make use of it to get the most out of your money.

I'm on my own." Taru

He looked at me with a look of sincere concern, so I just replied to him.

"It's too dangerous for such a pretty girl to be playing clan clan alone.　Tell me about the Bright Sword Arts."  Taru and shopkeeper.

I interrupted the gay man's line and started asking questions.

I'm not sure how far this NPC is loaded with AI to deal with questions, but I'm inclined to explore more of this city, the pioneering city of Michelangelo, rather than being held captive by strange gay NPCs.

So we decide to keep the communication brief.

'Hmmm, yes. Do you know what a skill is?" Shopkeeper

No." Taru

A gay man who responds to my interruptions without showing any displeasure at all.

It's natural that they are NPCs, but it's amazing that they can carry on a conversation like this and even ask you questions considering your situation and how you are doing. ......

"So, before we get into the art of the sword, let's talk about your skills." Shopkeeper

"Yes" Taru

"Skills are acquired by using your skill points to increase your skill level and acquire abilities." Shopkeeper

"Abilities?" Taru

"Well, abilities are simply 'skills'.  Shopkeeper

I see.

　If you put your skill points into a certain skill, and raise the skill level, you can learn abilities and techniques.

"What's the point of having all those skill points if you don't have any skills to put them into?" Shopkeeper

Yes" Taru

"And that's where we come in." Shopkeeper

　The faggot slaps his rather thick chest plate.

"Look, look, look!" Shopkeeper

The gay NPC gestures to a window in the shop.

　I turn my head in that direction.

There was a beautiful display of sparkling crystal-like objects that reflected the light coming through the window. If you look closely at the crystal-like object, you can see a dagger sticking out of the top.

That one's ......." Taru

"Yes, that's the Bright Sword Arts for learning skills. That's how you learn your skills, okay?　Come on, my little angel. What skill would you like to buy?" Shopkeeper

"I see. You can buy the Arts of the Bright Sword in these shops and learn the skills." Taru

"You can get them from monster drops, dungeon chests, or by completing specific events." Shopkeeper

I began to look at the various sizes of bright sword arts on display. The crystals, pierced by daggers, were of many colours, from amber to flame, sky blue, jade, purple, gold, dull and transparent.

"We also have some rare and unusual sword arts that you won't find in most shops." Shopkeeper

I took a look around and found a few arts that caught my attention.

　The five magic skills of fire magic, water magic, wind magic, earth magic, and lightning magic were particularly eye-catching. In the event that you've got a lot of money, you'll be able to use it for a lot of things.

　But of course, I didn't have enough money to buy all of them.

Each magic skill is 800 esos.

Other weapon skills included dagger, one-handed sword, two-handed sword, twin swords, shield, large shield, spear, staff, short staff wand, axe, bow, short bow, flail and hammer.

　The full price of these is 500 esos.

The important thing is that there is no ...... wooden sword skill.

　In the upper section, there were weapon smithing skills, armor smithing skills, woodworking skills, decoration skills, leatherworking skills, cooking skills and sewing skills for production jobs.

　These cost 3000 esos.

At the top of the page is ......, which I can't see.

　I'm too short to see.

"You can use the step ladder there, angel." Shopkeeper

The owner of the shop, a gay man, points to a cube of wood.

　Without saying a word, I move the step stool to the front of the display and climb on it, trying not to lose my balance.

　This gave me a higher field of vision and I could see the bright sword arts on the top shelf.

Lower level summoning magic: 50,000 euros. Magic sword technique 35,000 eso.

　Thunderbolt magic 45000. Freeze magic 40,000.

　There was a huge amount of bright sword arts.

　All of the skill names sounded powerful.

　I was excited about the prospect of learning these skills, but then I found out something terrible.

In a place where the shelves are lined with expensive products, there is a bright sword arts that stands out.

　What is the name of the skill?

　Alchemy.

　The price is a whopping 800 euros.

Um... only 800 esos of alchemy skills.

　An alchemy that turns iron into gold. A forbidden art that transforms all things, creates unknown objects and even invades the realm of the gods.

　That is alchemy.

'Shopkeeper, this one, please." Taru

The lessons learned from Unkaku are applied, calmly and quickly.

　Make a quick decision.

"Oh my God, which one?" Shopkeeper

　The shopkeeper, a gay NPC, didn't seem to check which sword I was looking at.

"The Bright Sword Arts of Alchemy." Taru

"Come on, angel: ......" Shopkeeper

The gay man's eyes fluttered repeatedly to emphasise the purple eyeshadow.

"I can't recommend this skill enough!" Shopkeeper

"No, I prefer this skill." Taru

A gay NPC who starts to persuade me, somewhat impatiently.

"This skill looks useful at first glance. But in reality, it's often useless. And you'll need a special alchemy kit, right?" Shopkeeper

.......

　This is no way.

　One too cheap bright sword in a high-priced section.

　The NPC in the shop recommends that you don't buy it. ......

　Is this a flag for a hasty balancing measure from the management to prevent you from possessing overwhelming skills from the beginning of the game?

　With all the circumstantial evidence so far, the answer that can be drawn is.

Yes, it's like a certain bug on the first day of the service that caused the wrong amount to be displayed!

　In truth, alchemy must be a very rare skill, over 10000 esos.

　I've decided that I'll never make the same mistake again as I did with Unkaku Kokuhaku.

I don't hesitate to go on the offensive.

"I'm not buying anything else. I'm buying this alchemy sword right now."  Taru

　He says this without the slightest hesitation.

"I really can't recommend it. ...... I think they saw it on sale in another shop and thought it was a bargain." Shopkeeper

It's sold in other shops ...... great value.

　This means that in other shops it would cost many times more than this amount.

"I'll buy it!" Taru

"It's rubbish skills, but are you sure it's worth it?" Shopkeeper

"Buy it!" Taru

...... Huh. Okay, okay. I'll sell it to you." Shopkeeper

"Yes!" Taru

　I shouted with delight.

The owner of the shop, a gay NPC, looks at me with a somewhat melancholy expression.

　I quickly handed over 800 NPCs and bought the alchemy sword Arts.

　I have only 200 esos left.

　I hold the tortoiseshell crystal in both hands.

You will see a log in your item storage saying that you have obtained the "Bright Sword of Alchemy Arts".

　In the event you're not sure what you're looking for, there are a few things you can do.

"I'm sure you'll be pleased with the results." Shopkeeper

"What?" Taru

I'm not sure what to make of this advice, but it's a good one.

　I stare at the shining blade.

"If it loses its shine, you won't be able to learn any skills, it'll just be a dagger." Shopkeeper

Seriously!　I don't want to end up with a very rare skill that I couldn't learn because I was too scared and hesitant.

　It's the NPC in the first town. There's no way this faggot would lie to me.

　I plunged my shiny blade into the little girl's chest, into my own slightly plump chest.

Then the bright sword Arts was sucked into my chest with a rainbow of light.

　And then, in the log announcement

You have learned the skill Alchemy.

You have learned the ability 'Transmutation'.

　The following message appeared

　Kita Kita Kita!

　My new ability technique "Conversion".

　Read the description quickly.

"Conversion".

　The alchemy kit "Balance" can be used to convert materials and items.

　Both higher and lower conversions are possible.

Hmm.

　You need an alchemy kit, a 'balance'?

　I can't wait to save up some eso and try out the "Transmutation" ability.

"Hmmm. Tenshi, this is a service. Take this with you." Shopkeeper

　The dark, punchy-haired NPC, elbows on the counter, stares at me with sad eyes, holding what looks like a balance.

"What?" Taru

"I'm not sure what to make of this. You can have it." Shopkeeper

　I'm not sure if it's just an illusion or if the wink looks strangely beautiful.

Are you sure?" Taru

"Yes, yes. It's a service. You can't sell such a pretty little angel a rubbish skill like alchemy and not be able to use her abilities. I don't want you to quit the clan and clan... And Angel, you're a newbie to the clan and clan, right?　I'm sure you've got a lot of money in your pocket.　The Balance Alchemy Kit costs at least $500, no matter how cheap it is." Shopkeeper

"Oh, my God. ......" Taru

"So don't hesitate to take it." Shopkeeper

A gay NPC who gives you a series of winks and hands you a balance.

　I've been too creeped out to take a good look at it, but if you observe the faggot's twin eyes, you'll see that every time he winks, he closes both eyes and doesn't wink.

　When I received the balance from such a clumsy and kind okama, the log flowed.

George Lv10 has offered to sell you a copy of "The Copper Balance".

Would you like to accept? Do you accept?

　Hmm. This NPC's name is George? And at lvl 10, he's really high. No wonder he was able to drag me into the shop with his agile body language.

When I chose to accept the transaction, I received a "Copper Balance" in my item storage.

Copper Balance" Rare 1

　This alchemy kit is required to use the alchemy "Conversion".

　Increases the performance and success rate of the conversion by 2%.

　It was unmistakably an alchemy kit.

　I look at George, the NPC.

　In hindsight, he's a pretty good guy.

　He explained the art of the bright sword to me from scratch, sold me a very rare alchemy skill at a very reasonable price, and even gave me an alchemy kit.

　Even if he looks like a brown, thin, macho, punchy, perfect makeup faggot.

I think we should be grateful.

　I naturally smiled at the faggot.

"Thank you, lady." Taru

　I thanked him with a little lip service, and turned my back on him to leave the shop.

I thought you were a bit cheeky, but... You're such a good girl . And you've got the smile of an angel, Angel Sweets, so cute." George

　The voice of the faggot echoed from behind, and then the sound effect reached me.

"Pawn."

George Lv10 has sent you a friend request.

Do you want to accept the friend request? :.

　Such a log was displayed.

　Friends.

As this was the first event, a brief description of the system was displayed.

　Read on to find out more about friends and friend requests.

　In summary, friends are a useful feature that allows players to communicate with each other via chat and calls on ・・・・・・, no matter how far away they are from each other.

　Between players .......

'George is a player!" Taru

Huh?　Yeah?" George

　The faggot snapped his eyes shut and opened them.

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Character name: Taro

Level 1

HP30 MP20 Strength1 Magic14 Defense2 Magic Defense8 Speed18 Intelligence27

Possession: 200 esos.

Equipment

Head: None

Body: sooty cloak

Arm: sooty leather glove

Feet: Sooty Leather Shoes

Right hand: wooden sword of the Rhone

Left hand: none

Accessories: none

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　　　　　No accessories

　　　　　No: None

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Skills : Alchemy Lv1

Title : The Old Loli

Triples the amount of skill points you gain when you level up.