Ch.1 A Boy With Old Man Accent → Noja Little Girl

The first spring break of high school life (does not include after graduating from junior high school).

Although not as long as summer vacation, 'tis a dream come true for students nonetheless.

The week after I had passed the end-of-year exams as a first-year high school student and attended the graduation ceremony for third-year students I barely knew, the closing ceremony for us current students was held.

I thought I could finally relax at home noja.

After all, going to school is a hassle.

After the closing ceremony, I sit in the classroom, slumped over my desk, listening to my homeroom teacher's homeroom speech.

"As you all know...or rather, the much-anticipated spring break starts tomorrow. You'll probably play and laze around, but...make sure you do your homework properly. If you don't, I'll give you even more homework to do."

In response to the teacher's spiteful words, voices like "Ehh" and "Laaame" could be heard from all over the class, sounding unmotivated and annoyed.

Well, to be honest, I find homework a pain too... but I have already finished mine homework so I can slack off for a little longer.

After all, 'tis best to just relax for a long time.

In a way, I am a winner.

"Also, be careful not to get injured or sick. Especially that disease."

When the homeroom teacher mentioned that disease, there was a bit of a stir in the classroom.

Well, 'tis understandable, as that is a special disease... well, to begin with, I do not know if that can even be called a disease.

"I really want to get that disease."

"I understand. But the incidence rate is really low."

"Aren't there only about a thousand infected in the world?"

"That's about right. And it seems like the government will cover it too. I guess we're on the winning side."

The girls were talking a bit, but 'twas the boys who seemed more excited.

"I understand how you feel, but don't go overboard. It seems like it's quite troublesome, you know? They'll be able to find out what kind of ability you have, and if it's too powerful they'll put you under surveillance. Depending on the situation, other countries might come and kidnap you."

The homeroom teacher spoke in a threatening tone with a malicious grin on his face.

I always think this teacher must have a bad personality.

"That being said, anyone who gets infected with it must be extremely lucky... no, unlucky. It seems like it would be a hassle. Well, if anyone does get infected, contact the government and get a proper medical examination. Well, it's unlikely you'll get infected in the first place."

Homeroom teacher, is that not what they call a flag?

For some reason, I have a feeling that someone in this class is about to get the disease.

"Well then, this concludes homeroom. Everyone, be careful on your way home."

The homeroom teacher said this wearily and left the classroom.

Suddenly, the class becomes noisy and one by one, classmates started to leave the classroom.

I should probably go home soon too.

"Hey, Mahiro. Let's go home."

"Let's go home, Mahiro-san."

"Hmm, Kengo and Yuya. Umu, let us go home."

Just as I am about to stand up, two young men started talking to me.

After getting ready to go home with my bag, I stand up from my chair.

Oh, I guess I should introduce myself here.

My name is Ouka Mahiro. I am just an ordinary high school freshman noja.

...Hmm? Is my tone strange? Does it sound old-fashioned? It cannot be helped, 'tis always been like this.

I am of just below average height and a full Japanese with black hair and eyes.

Albeit, my hair is ludicrously long.

"By the way, haven't you been sleeping this whole time, Mahiro?"

"I wasn't asleep. I just had my head on the desk and my eyes closed."

"That means you're sleeping."

The man I am talking to now is my childhood friend, Sasanishi Kengo.

He is a dark-skinned, slightly muscular man.

His facial features are rather well-proportioned, but he says that he is only interested in 2D things.

Also, he thinks 'tis more fun hanging out with guys.

Well, I can understand that. One can be at ease noja.

"Mahiro-san, you're drooling. Please wipe it up with this."

"Umu, sorry, Yuya. Thank you for your help."

'Twas Mishima Yuya who spoke to me politely while handing me a tissue.

He is just a good-looking guy and apparently has a lot of dating experience.

His hair was originally black, but now 'tis dyed dark brown.

Well, It suits him.

Is it because he is handsome?

"Well, shall we go home?"

"Umu."

"Ou"

I will probably just laze around when I get home.

"I always wonder, why does Mahiro talk like an old man? Isn't that just weird?"

"Mu, is that so?"

"Yes, you're right, Kengo. I've been wondering about that for a while now too... is there a reason?"

"A reason... well, 'tis not that there is none... but do you want to hear it?"

""Sure.""

"I see. 'Tis fine then."

I briefly explained why I spoke the way I do now.

Well, 'tis not that serious.

Just happened naturally.

The reason I speak the way I do now is because of my grandfather.

I was what they call a grandpa's boy, and I loved my grandfather very much.

We live in a two-family home, so my grandfather lived in the same house as my family and we would come over to play every now and then.

And my grandfather used to talk like an old man, just like me now.

I have been hearing that since kindergarten - or even earlier, so before I knew it, my current tone of voice had formed.

"Just how much did you love your Grandpa, Mahiro?"

"Well, you know, Kengo, but my parents were busy with work and were hardly ever home, right? So I had a lot of opportunities to spend time with my grandfather."

"I know that, but... even so, I don't think you could convey that tone of voice unless you really liked him, right?"

"That's true. Well, when you're young, you're easily influenced by those around you, and it just so happened that you ended up in that kind of environment. But isn't it fine? It suits you, Mahiro-san."

"'Tis just as Yuya said... Fuaaaaa, I am so sleepy..."

"You say you're sleepy, but Mahiro is probably asleep anyway, right? It's normal, and you've probably finished your homework."

"Well, I did finish it."

"I guess so. You're probably thinking, 'If I finish my homework first, I can just laze around as much as I want noja!' right?"

"As expected of Kengo. You understand very well."

"Well, we're childhood friends after all."

That it is.

This guy has been my friend since kindergarten.

Well, he can probably guess what I am thinking.

"Mahiro-san, are you spending your time the same way you did during summer and spring vacation?"

"Yes. Other than doing the basic housework, I plan to just laze around. Meals are... well, simple. 'Tis not like I cannot make elaborate meals, but 'tis a hassle."

"Living alone must be tough."

"No, not really. After all, one can just lie around without being disturbed by anyone. In a way, 'tis the best."

Or lying down in the middle of the living room.

That is something you can only do if you live alone.

"But, I don't think it's good to just lie around all the time."

"Really? If possible, I would like to lie down forever..."

Rolling around in the warmth of my futon.

It would be nice to have manga or light novels by your pillow...

Hmm... should I just lay out a futon in the living room and live there? 'Tis not like I cannot do that... or rather, it would be easy.

"By the way,Mahiro-san, don't you ever get your hair cut?"

"Mu? Ah, is it this? To be honest, 'tis such a pain to go and cut it..."

"Rather, haven't you been growing it since you were in 6th grade?"

"Hmm, has it been that long already?"

"It's so long, you look like a girl. Well, your facial features are more feminine, so it's not as strange when you think about it."

"How rude, I am a man noja!"

As you can see from this exchange, people often make fun of me for my appearance.

For some reason, I have always looked feminine. I am a man, but there are people like Kengo who say I look like a woman.

Well, 'tis not like there is nothing wrong with my hair...

Because, as Kengo said earlier, I have not had my hair cut since I was in sixth grade. It was too much of a bother.

Well, no one around me would complain so I thought 'twas fine.

Also, I simply found it a hassle to go to the barber.

There's no need to go, just for hair.

Well, I do have my bangs cut, as there are times when 'tis more of a hassle if I cannnot see what is in front of me.

By the way, I tied my hair back when I went to my high school interview.

Of course, I cannot just leave it as it is, it has to be impressive.

Well, I was lucky to be at a school that respected freedom.

Otherwise, I would have had to cut it off, which is a pain.

Albeit, that did cause an incident where a girl's uniform was sent by mistake once.

"But isn't it more work to wash your hair than it is to go and get it cut?"

"Well, what Yuya said might have a point... but how can I put it, since It has come this far, it might as well be pushed to its limits."

"It seems like you've grown it down to your waist. It's true that if it gets that long, you probably won't want to cut it. But as Kengo said earlier, if your hair is that long, won't you he treated as a woman often?"

"...Well, I guess people do look at me that way. Even though I am a guy, I still get hit on sometimes. Seriously, even though I am a guy..."

"Well, if you look at him normally, Mahiro might look like a beautiful girl... a lazy type. your hair is long, but it's a bit messy."

"Well, my hair is quite hard. But I have no desire to cut it now."

'Tis a matter of pride.

Even if 'twas more of a hassle, after going this far I would still want to extend it.

"I wish you were a woman."

"Hmph, that is not possible. Even if I become a girl, nothing will change."

"But didn't our homeroom teacher tell us about being careful of that disease?"

"Ah, that, huh... I am not particularly lucky, so I think i will be fine."

"People call that a flag."

"What a strange thing to say. To begin with, the cause of the disease is unknown. The reason why it occurred is also unknown. To begin with, 'tis not even clear that that is a disease. Do you think I could cause such a disease to occur?"

"Well, that's true. 'TSF Syndrome', was it? I wonder if the person who came up with the name was a big fan of TS works?"

"I do not know. From what I have heard, it sounds like a hassle, so I do not care."

The "TSF syndrome" that Kengo just mentioned is, well... to put it simply, a sex change disease.

'Tis a disease that you may see in light novels and manga, and the first case was confirmed about ten years ago.

Albeit being called a disease, it does not necessarily have any disadvantages, and in fact 'tis often an advantage to those who develop it.

Although this disease is something that is often depicted in fiction, it has some unnecessarily special qualities attached to it.

What I mean by "special" is that when this disease develops, it gives the person up to three special abilities.

Some of the things that have been confirmed so far include being able to use magic, having greatly improved physical abilities, and being able to repair injuries.

Certainly, they all seem useful.

Well, it will make the infected just stand out a little.

Another characteristic of this disease is that when it develops, the patient becomes a beautiful man or woman.

At first, it was unclear why, but recent research seems to have shed some light on the matter.

Apparently, the transformed form is based on the person of the opposite sex that the infected most prefer. Seems ludicrous, but 'tis a fact.

In short, one will turn into their ideal opposite sex.

By the way, if one is not interested in realilty, their appearance will be closer to theor favorite 2D character.

Currently, there is no known cure for this disease, and as I said earlier, the cause of its onset is unknown.

'Tis unclear whether it is an unknown virus or a chromosomal abnormality.

If more people were to develop the disease, research would progress and a cure would likely be found... but unfortunately, the incidence rate of this disease is extremely low.

Even though it hass been around for ten years, there are only about a thousand of them in the world today.

The incidence rate is said to be one in 50 million, but it may actually be even lower.

Also, this abbreviation for "TSF Syndrome" is actually an abbreviation for "Trance Sexual Fantasy."

Originally, 'twas the name for a work that dealt with the theme of sex change, but in the case of this disease, 'twas given this name because it confers special abilities.

"There are a lot of people, regardless of gender, who want to get that disease."

"Well, you can become the opposite sex of your dreams, so of course people would want to take it. As one of our classmates said, it also comes with government insurance."

This disease is so rare and so extraordinary that 'tis covered by the government.

If you apply, they will update your family register and provide you with necessary expenses. Also, to ensure that the number of research subjects does not decrease, you will receive a living allowance so that you do not starve to death.

In that sense, they may indeed be winners.

After all, you can live a normal life without working.

...Well, I suppose there are probably some rules there too. At present, it seems like transgender people are still able to get jobs.

Maybe, but I think that unless you have a job, even if 'tis just a part-time job, you will not get the insurance.

Otherwise, I think there would be a lot of people who develop the disease who are not working.

Well, I guess it cannot be helped if 'tis difficult to find a job.

"Aren't you a little jealous for their newfound abilities?"

"Well, I am not denying that. Apparently, someone has the ability to eliminate the need to eat. If I had that, I could use the time he would have spent eating to sleep instead."

"Mahiro-san, you're always thinking about sleeping."

"That is a matter of course. I love sleeping the most. Of the three basic human needs, my desire for sleep is the strongest. If possible, I would like to spend the whole day sleeping."

So, in that sense, I want to get the disease.

"You really put sleep first, you're such a pain."

"Hmph, do not praise me."

"No, I'm not praising you."

As expected, 'tis fun for guys to joke around with each other.

Apparently girls are a bit of a hassle.

Being a man is easy in many ways noja.

"Oh, speaking of spring break, why don't we go out somewhere? It's a long break after all."

"Oh, that's nice. Where are we going?"

When Yuya suggested going out to play, Kengo agreed.

"I want to sleep, though..."

"It's fine. You'll lose strength if you just sleep."

"Muu, I cannot deny it..."

"If you don't want to go out and play, why not get together at someone's house and play?"

"Fumu... well, I am fine with that. If 'tis indoors, the amount of exercise I need will only be from going to and back from it. Albeit, to be honest, I do not have the desire to leave the house noja..."

"Well, why don't we just hang out at Mahiro's house? Would that be okay?"

"Hmm, is that not a bit hard for Yuya? 'Tis not far, but not close either."

Kengo and I are childhood friends, and we live in the same neighborhood - in fact, next door to each other, so 'tis easy for us.

They know about me too.

However, that is not the case with Yuya. We have been friends since middle school, but his families are somewhat distant.

On foot... well, I would say 'tis about 13 minutes.

No matter how much I do not want to leave the house, I am not so selfish as to force my friends to do it in my stead.

"No, I don't have any particular problems."

"Hmm, is that okay?"

"Yes. That's the kind of person Mahiro-san is, after all. In that case, I'll take on the hassle. Besides, I don't mind being on the move."

"I see. My apologies, Yuya."

"No problem."

Yuya is a really nice guy.

Would you call someone like this a virtuous person?

I do not know why, but he does a lot for me, and for some reason he seems to put me first. I wonder what is so good about me.

However, this guy is the epitome of being both academically and athletically gifted...

In fact, he is extremely popular.

I do not particularly feel jealous. I have no intention of getting a girlfriend. Of course, I have no intention of getting a boyfriend either.

In the first place, there is no chance for any member of the opposite sex to fall in love with me.

'Tis this me, after all.

"Well then, let's hang out tomorrow. Want to play in the morning?"

"Hmm... I would rather sleep... but I guess there is no other way. For now, please wait until around 10 o'clock. I will probably be awake by then."

"Ou, roger that."

"I understand. Then, see you at that time. I'll bring some souvenirs with me, so please look forward to it."

"Oh, souvenir from Yuya... 'Tis green tea and yokan, right?"

"Yes. I'll prepare something delicious."

"Umu, I'm looking forward to it."

"Mahiro's hobbies are really old-fashioned... Your favorite foods are green tea and yokan. But what are your hobbies again?"

"My hobbies? Sleeping, watching period dramas, and crossword puzzles, I guess. I also like light novels and manga."

"...Seriously, you're an old man."

Kengo reacts with a slightly exasperated look on his face.

Are my hobbies old-fashioned?

This is also due to my grandfather's influence...

"Oh, we've reached this far. Well, that's it for me."

"Umu. See you tomorrow, Yuya."

"See you then."

"Yes, then."

We reachee the usual fork in the road and Yuya drops off.

Well, mine and Kengo's house is close from here.

'Tis right there.

"Well then, I guess I'll be heading home too. See you tomorrow, Mahiro."

"Umu, See you tomorrow."

After exchanging a few quick greetings, Kengo and I went into our respective homes.

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"Now, what should I have for dinner?"

Night.

I am sitting in the kitchen in the living room, wondering what to make for dinner.

By the way, 'tis 7:30 in the evening.

'Tis the result of a little sleep.

School only lasted before noon.

I just bought some lunch, but I don't want to waste too much money...

However, cooking for one person can be quite expensive as well.

I still have a part-time job, but I still want to avoid wasting money.

So... in terms of value for money, curry is the best.

If I make a lot of it, I can eat it later, and I can even serve some to Kengo and Yuya who are coming over tomorrow.

Umu, let us do that.

"In that case, let us make it right away."

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"Phew, thank you for the meal. I think I made it well."

Self-praise.

I hate to say this, but since my parents were away on business a lot when I was in elementary school, I had many opportunities to do housework, so I ended up becoming good at housework unnecessarily.

'Tis not particularly bad though.

'Tis a skill that will never be a problem if you have it.

Well, I would rather just spend the day lazily if possible, but there is nothing I can do about it.

I live alone.

I wonder when my parents will come back...

"...Now then, the bath is already heated, so I should hurry up and get in."

I stood up with difficulty and headed to the bathroom.

I take off my clothes, go into the bathroom and immediately wash my hair.

"Mu... I guess 'tis hard to wash long hair. Well, my own fault, I guess."

I am just now wondering, what would people think when they hear a man growing his hair down to his waist?

They might think about some old-fashioned delinquents. Or rather, more like biker gang members?

Like making the nape longer.

...Well, I am just simply too lazy.

Should I just cut it off after all...? No, I want to avoid that.

I am going to keep growing it like this. That is what I decided.

If so, I will just leave it as it is.

After washing my body properly and getting out of the bath, I go straight upstairs.

My home is a very ordinary two-story house.

Well, 'tis a little big, so 'tis too spacious for one person to live in.

I mean, this is not the kind of place where you can live alone, a two-story house. Normally, if one is living alone, you would think one would live in an apartment or condominium...

Well, it seems the mortgage has been paid off and the only monthly expenses are utilities and food, so 'tis fine.

Well, this place is spacious so one can do whatever they want.

Living alone is a good thing. I like it.

Without even bothering to dry my hair, I dive into my bed.

Oh, this softness is just right, after all...

Bed is great.

"...TSF syndrome."

I decided to search on my smartphone.

The hits include tweets on social media, questions about how to develop the disease, and even obscure things like "A gathering of gentlemen and ladies who want to develop TSF syndrome." (TL : ladies and gentlemen, but swapped just like their genders)

From what I can see, many people want to get this disease.

How badly do you want to change your gender?

I myself have no qualms about it.

As long as I can just laze around, that is enough for me.

Whether I have a sex change or not, my life will not change.

"...But they are all being pretty obvious. Especially the guys. They want to turn into a beautiful girl and do all sorts of things..."

To go to such lengths to become a beautiful girl or woman just to do it?

On the other hand, women say things like they want to be an ikemen. This is also... pretty obvious. Or rather, isn't it worse than men?

'Tis something I don't really understand.

"...Well, I guess 'tis about time for me to go to bed."

I turn off the screen of my smartphone and immediately drift off to the world of dreams.

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Next morning.

Ping pong ping pong

"Hmm... hmm... what is it?"

I was woken up by the sound of the intercom.

I started to move around and checked the time on my smartphone, which showed 10:00 AM.

"Hmm... no good, 'tis time for Kengo and Yuya to arrive... no, are they here already...?"

My mind feels fuzzy, so when I try to organize my thoughts by talking to myself, I feel a bit uncomfortable.

Hmm... what is it? I thought I heard a strange voice just now... Well, 'tis what it is.

'Tis a pain to think about right now.

"... Anyway, I am still sleepy and my head is not clear... but I will at least go to the front door."

With my head still in a daze, I somehow managed to make this decision and started moving.

Mu? Was my bed really this big...?

...Oh well. I am probably still half asleep.

"...Wawa, oof...Hmm, have I lost weight?"

As I stood up, I slipped and nearly fell.

That was dangerous.

I have to be careful...

...Hmm? Was I really this short?

………Well, 'tis probably just my imagination. There's no way I could shrink.

However, I feel like my pants are a little small... Oh well, I can just take them off.

...Hmm, oh no. It seems like I have even taken off my underwear tok... Oh well. They are my good friends anyway.

In fact, we often take a bath together.

Or rather, I would often go on school trips and field trips together with the two of them, so we would often take baths together as well.

Well, 'tis not like we are in a relationship that we should be embarrassed about now.

...The truth is, 'tis just too much hassle, so I'll put them back on.

"Oh, what is it, something feels chilly."

My T-shirt is acting like a one piece dress, so it's quite windy...

Well, maybe this will wake me up...but I am still really sleepy.

If I could, I would like to go back to bed and get warm and cozy, but...oh well, I have no choice.

'Tis not good to leave your friend outside.

If I showed up wearing just a T-shirt, even those two would probably think I am a pervert.

...Oh well. 'Tis too much hassle to go back and change clothes now.

With these thoughts in mind, I arrived at the entrance.

...Hmm? Was the door really this big? Oh well.

I unlocked the door and it clicked open.

"Oh, here you are, Mahi...ro!?"

"Mahiro-san, here's me souve... nir...?!"

The two of them were standing at the front door as usual.

However, for some reason, the moment they saw me, their eyes widened in shock.

And then I felt something was off.

"...Hmm? Have you two grown taller?"

Somehow, the two of them look strangely big.

I can't see clearly unless I look up.

Even normally, these two are taller than me. Kengo is 174cm and Yuya is 180cm, I think? I think they were about that tall.

However, that doesn't mean I have any reason to look up at them... Maybe the two of them have grown a lot?

"Y-yoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyo ..."

"What's wrong, Kengo? Have you developed a mother complex or something?" (TL : Kengo said "omamamamamama" In JP)

"No, no, no, no! I'm not! I mean, that's not it! Are you... are you really Mahiro?"

"Hmm? No matter how you look at it, 'tiss me. What are you talking about?"

Has Kengo finally gone mad?

"...This can't be... Mahiro-san, perhaps you didn't see what you looked like just now?"

"You mean my appearance now? I am the same as always, with messy hair and a manly face, right?"

"No, it's never been manly."

"I will kill you, Kengo."

I am supposed to be a man.

... Although, I have been told I have a feminine face.

"...But you don't even notice your own voice?"

"Voice? My voice...?"

...Now that you mention it, it does seem a bit strange.

Was my voice really this high?

I try making an "ahh, ahh" sound.

"...Is it a cold?"

"Are you an Idiot?!"

"I am being completely serious, okay?"

"I've never heard of a cold that makes your voice higher-pitched, but... in the meantime, please take a look at this mirror."

"What on earth are you talking about noja..."

Even though I was sleepy and spacey.

For now, I look in the mirror in the entrance hall.

Then,

"...Hmm? Who is this young girl?"

There was a young, cute girl with cherry-colored hair.

However, her eyes looked awfully sleepy.

Is this girl not getting enough sleep?

No good, you need to get some sleep.

"...Hey, Yuya. This guy definitely doesn't notice."

"That seems to be the case... I have no choice. I'll take care of it. Mahiro-san, this is going to be a bit of a hassle, so I'll just be frank and say it."

"What is it?"

"The little girl in the mirror is... you, Mahiro-san."

"...Hmm? Ah, is this me?"

I see, that is why our eyes met.

I understand.

"...No, is that all you can sayyyyyy!?"

It was Kengo who shouted, not me who had turned into a girl.

...It seems I have become a woman.

And then I thought.

This is definitely going to be a hassle noja!

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TL note :

And here's a brand new novel I found!

Since the other 2 novels I've been translating have pretty heavy fantasy vibes in it, I got one that's more of a slice of life for a change. (This MC's personality is pretty similar to "TS Little Girl"'s tho)

Currently, it has 150+ chapters, but no one seems to be translating it at the moment, I wonder why?

Anyway, translating the weird accents have always been a bit tricky, but I'm having fun while doing it, so everything's okay.

If you have any advice, feel free to comment down below.