Ch.2 TS'd Noja Little Girl, Changing into Girls' Clothes

So, Well, it would be a bit weird to stay in front of the entrance for too long, so we went to the living room.

Or rather, Yuya said,

"Your appearance is very inappropriate. Let's go inside at once."

That is what started it all.

Well, now that he mentioned it, it might not be a good idea to stand in the entranceway in just a baggy T-shirt.

Because I am a woman now ja.

What is more, I have the appearance of a young girl, which makes it even worse. If things go wrong, Kengo and Yuya might get reported.

When that time comes, I will just have to explain for their sake.

"So, what exactly happened?"

"Whatever happened, I do not know ja. I only noticed a short while ago."

"...If anything, you didn't even notice it before we pointed it out."

"Well, I was sleepy and spaced out. I just felt something was a little strange, that is all."

"You're really slow when you wake up, after all."

I have always had trouble waking up in the morning.

First of all, my brain would not function at all, and my vision feels slightly blurred, I am overwhelmingly too weak.

This has been a running joke, but I am so weak in the mornings that I sometimes wonder if I am a reincarnated vampire or something. Actually, I do not like the morning sun either.

'Tis so bright.

"But... you seem kind of small now."

"Well, i have indeed gotten smaller somehow."

Things like this do happen, huh.

I never thought I would get smaller...

When I say this, I assume that he looks almost the same as usual...

"Mahiro-san, is that your natural hair? It's cherry blossom-colored."

"I understand as much as you do. But I guess 'tis my natural hair?"

"...Ah, that reminds me, Mahiro's preference... when it comes to 2D characters, isn't it pink-haired small girls?"

"Now that you mention it, you said something like that before, Mahiro-san."

"I see, so that is why I look like this."

If I am to turn into my ideal person of the opposite sex, then I guess my current appearance makes sense.

My preference is characters with peach (cherry blossom) or silver hair. Also, if they are short, even better. Well, that it is. I quite like girls with small stature.

However, the fact that my hair is now the color it is means that I have a slightly higher preference of this color.

I also love silver hair noja.

"...But why are you two looking away?"

Suddenly, I decided to ask them about something that had been bothering me.

I do not know why, but the two of them never look in my direction. It seems like they are intentionally averting their eyes.

"...It's because you're sitting with your knees up in that getup..."

"Hmm? Is something wrong?"

Sure, I am sitting with one knee up, but is it really that big of a deal?

"I see... Now that you mention it, Mahiro-san has almost no sense of shame."

"Umu, I do not have any particulars about being naked in front of other people."

"No, have some shame!?"

"Why? I am a man just like you two."

"You're talking about what's inside! You're such a beautiful girl right now, aren't you!?"

"Well, I do think this appearance is cute, but... what, Kengo, do you want to see me naked?"

"How is that your conclusion?!"

"Well, you have been staring at me for a while now...or rather, at my chest and crotch, so I thought that was it."

"Sorry about that, okay!?"

When I told him something that had been bothering me for a while, Kengo apologized for some reason.

Hmm? Was there any need to apologize?

"Oh, did Mahiro-san noticed after all?"

"Notice what ja?"

"No, about your appearance."

"Hmm? ...Ah, maybe about my T-shirt that is too loose and my chest might be showing, or maybe the same thing with my crotch?"

"So you noticed after all!!!"

"That I do. You see. I realized after transforming into a woman that 'tis surprisingly easy to sense a man's gaze. Is this what they call voyeurism?"

"That's not it! Or rather, why do you keep making jokes after you became a woman! And they're really vulgar too!"

"Hahaha. Well, 'tis a rare experience, so I am just a little excited. Do not worry."

"...Is this guy okay?"

I laugh heartily as I watch Kengo panic.

Umu, how interesting.

"...But even so, Mahiro-san doesn't seem confused at all."

"Well, there is nothing I can do about it now. I mean, I can still sleep even if I become a woman."

"Is it really that important?"

"'Tis important, is it not? Sleep is like the source of life."

I absolutely would not want to live in a world without sleep.

Sleep is absolute justice!

"Well, not sleepin at all could kill you."

Of course, without sleep one will die.

"That part is fine. But I'm not sure about that outfit..."

"Really? You guys would not mind, do you? I personally do not think 'tis embarrassing to be seen naked."

"...Let's put aside Mahiro-san's lack of shame for now. So, women's clothes...or rather, in Mahiro-san's case, maybe girls' clothes? Do you know anyone who might be willing to give you some?"

"Let's see... I do have a cousin, but... she is no good."

"Ah... that person might be dangerous."

"Oh, Kengo, do you know her?"

"Well, I know... that that person is dangerous."

Kengo's family and my family are close families.

In that, 'tis not surprising that he knows about my cousin's existence.

Well, actually, they have met in the past.

"In that case, can you ask her?"

"No, nothing good would come from meeting her now. Speaking from experience."

"Hmm... is there some reason behind it?"

"A reason for that... well, if I were to meet her in this current state, I would simply die."

"That person is the kind of person who starts with loli and ends with con..."

"Oh, so she's that type of person?"

Yuya seemed to realize immediately after hearing the back-and-forth between me and Kengo.

'Tis good that I do not need to trouble myself from explaining.

Kengo also has a somewhat faraway look in his eyes because he knows about the terrible things she had done in the past.

That is how dangerous my cousin is.

"So, what should we do about the clothes..."

"Oh, that will not be a problem."

"Why?"

"Because I have girls' clothes at home?"

"...It's a bit troubling when you say it like it's obvious."

Yuya said this with a headache-like look on his face as he rubbed the area between his eyes.

Even if you are troubled by it, I just have what I have...

"Well, my mother is also, how should I put it... lacking in common sense. She always made me dress up as a woman noja."

"I sense a vague sense of indescribable fear towards Mahiro-san's—or rather, towards the Ouka family."

"Well, if anything, your Kaa-chan is... isn't she? Mahiro?"

"That it is. Father is... well, a tad bit better. Still. Every night, I hear voices like, 'Ahhh! More, more please! My queen!' but, well, 'tis normal."

"That's not normal tho?!"

"What kind of family is Mahiro-san's family...?"

Kengo made a tsukkomi, while Yuya had a slightly complex expression .

Even if you say so...

"Is mine not a normal family?"

""That's not normal!""

The tsukkomis came out with great force.

"Mu, I see. Then let us just put it that way."

I do not really care.

'Tis a hassle to pry into it.

For now, I just want to live a carefree and easy life.

"...For now, why don't you go get changed?"

"Oh, Indeed. Well then, wait a moment. I will get changed briefly."

"Take your time, okay?"

"We'll be waiting patiently."

"Umu."

Well, first I need to find some clothes.

Is what I thought, but I found it surprisingly easily.

In fact, 'twas in my room.

Mother... So you've been hiding it in the double bottom drawer of the second-to-bottom drawer in the closet in my room so you can dress up as a woman whenever you want?

Hiding it like 'twas a porn magazine...

"Well, 'tis what it is. Anyway, the girls' clothes...oh, this box."

I find a box labeled "Mahiro, 10 years old" and pull it out.

Inside are several girls' clothes.

...I thought I would never wear these again...

"Which one, fumu... well, this one should be fine."

I pulled out a random piece of clothing from inside and decided on it.

In this matter, 'tis all about feeling that matters.

"...Hmm. A skirt. Oh well. 'Tis better than nothing. Albeit, for some reason, none of my boys' clothes are here."

I see you threw it away, mother.

Why did you throw away the boys' clothes, which was my real gender, and keep the girls' clothes... Just how much did you want me to cross-dress?

"...And for some reason, the underwear too."

What kind of thought process did that mother have?

I have absolutely no idea what she is thinking.

...For now, I shall put on some clothes.

"Hmm... I actually remember how to put these on."

Thanks to the fact that I was (forced to) cross-dress, I was able to put on the clothes surprisingly easily.

Maybe I should take a look in the mirror just in case.

"...Oh, so this is how I am now."

Reflected in the mirror is a girl with cherry-colored hair that reached waist... No, middle thigh, and wide, bright blue eyes (but she looked sleepy).

Her lips look soft and a pale cherry blossom color.

The torso is... well, that of a girl's.

As for the outfit, I am wearing a regular T-shirt (with a rabbit or a heart printed on it) and a checked miniskirt.

Well, 'tis not particularly bad.

But...

"Umu, 'tis so breezy."

Although I am fairly used to cross-dressing in the past, I just cannot get used to this.

In that sense, pants are better.

No, in fact, if I think of it as just putting on a skirt from the bottom up, is it not easier?

'Tis a real pain when pants get caught when you're putting them on...Hmm. In that sense, maybe 'tis good to be a woman.

"...Hmm. My chest is pretty moderate, I guess."

At the very least, they could be rubbed.

I rub it gently over my clothes.

"Hmm... I see, I feel something I have never felt before."

'Tis like a shocking feeling, is that what you call it?

It certainly feels good, but that does not matter right now.

I do not want to keep them waiting, so I shall go back downstairs.

"I kept you waiting ja."

"Oh, it suits you just fine."

"Yes. It suits you well, Mahiro-san."

"Really? Thank you, both of you."

'Tis really nice to be complimented on your outfit.

...Hmm? Have I ever thought something like that before?

Well 'tis what it is.

"So, what are we going to do?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, no matter how you look at it, that's 'TSF syndrome', right?"

"That it is."

"So, doesn't that mean we need to contact the government at least once?"

"...Mu. That is so. But 'tis a hassle..."

"You say it's a hassle... Mahiro-san, this is something that will have a big impact on your life from now on, so I think you should contact them even if it's a hassle."

"That's right. From what I've researched, they also check the abilities that have been manifested, right?"

"Well, I guess. It would be a tad bit impossible to investigate it alone."

I hope I had the ability to not need to eat or go to the toilet. I just want to sleep.

"Well, let's contact them quickly."

"Indeed. 'Tis a hassle, but I guess there is no other way."

At their urging, I took out my smartphone, searched the internet for something related to "TSF syndrome," and opened a government-run website.

It listed a phone number that would connect to a department called the "TSF Division."

Incidentally, this "TSF Division" was a new department established within the Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare about three months after the "TSF Syndrome" outbreak began.

Three months is surprisingly fast, especially for Japan.

Well, apparently WHO said or done something to make the government move.

Unfortunately, I was only six years old when this disease first appeared ten years ago, so I do not remember much.

I just slept all the time.

Oops, I shall stop thinking about that and get this over with quickly.

I call the listed phone number and get connected in one ring. That is quick.

[Hello, this is the Ministry of Health, Labour and Welfare's TSF Division.]

"Hello. Excuse me, but I seem to have developed TSF syndrome..."

[You are a case-patient, right? I understand. Then please tell us your name, age, date of birth, original gender, the name of the school or company you are currently enrolled in, and your address.]

"My name is Ouka Mahiro. 16 years old. My date of birth is February 14th, 2006, and I'm originally a boy. Currently enrolled at Minazuki Academy. My address is--"

I gave them all the details.

However, using honorific language is such a hassle...

My shoulders are turning stiff.

[Thank you very much. We would like to perform an examination. Do you have time after this?]

"No problem."

[Thank you. I will send a staff member to your location, so please wait at home. And, as for the parents...]

"Sorry. My parents are both on a business trip... can I proceed without them?"

[In that case you'll be fine on your own. However, we would appreciate it if you could give us the contact information of one of your parents later.]

"I understand. I will let the staff know when they arrive."

[Thank you. Now, let me tell you what you need to bring, First, your seal. Then, please bring writing implements.]

"Okay. I'll prepare it."

[Thank you in advance. The staff will arrive in about 20 minutes, so please wait a little while. I will be off then.]

"Yes"

End.

"Are you done?"

"Umu. No problem noja. The staff will be here in about 20 minutes."

"I see. So, we should stay here while you're away, right?"

"Mu, you guys are staying here?"

"Of course. It's going to take time, right? I heard it could take a whole day."

"Muu~, that is unpleasant to hear noja... Even though I am sleepy, for it to take a whole day..."

"Well, it can't be helped. That's all there is to it. Anyway, please leave it to me and Kengo to look after the house while you're away. Oh, and don't worry, we won't be rummaging through your room."

"Well, I am a man anyway."

"You're a woman now."

That might be true.

But what good would it do to rummage through an ex-boy's room?

I have no erotic books. Well, there are some erotic games, but...

But my interest is not with the erotic scenes. I play it because the story is interesting, and I can just press Ctrl to skip those parts.

Well, at least they said they would not fish for it.

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