Ch.13 Mahiro Can't Refuse Being Held

A miracle happened: not only Kengo, Yuya, and Miho, who were in the same class as me last year, but also Mizuki, who we became friends with during spring break, are put n the same class this year.

Since that is the case, we decided to go to the classroom together.

... With that being said,

"... Forgive me for a bit, but why am I being held by Mizuki again noja?"

"Huh? Well, Miho-san was holding you, so I thought it might be okay for me to hold you too."

"What kind of logic is that ja..."

For some reason, I am currently being held by Mizuki.

To briefly explain the circumstances,

"Ah, Miho-san. I want to hold Mahiro too!"

"Yeah, sure. Here."

"Yay! Thank you so much!"

"...Why did you give me to her without my permission noja?"

That is what happened.

Will this happen more often as I get smaller, I wonder?

"But isn't it easier to be carried as we walk?"

"...Easy. Really easy."

"So, isn't this a wonderful situation for you as well, Mahiro-san?"

"...Well, 'tis certainly a good thing. It feels good too...mainly on the back of my head."

How should I put it, a soft, fluffy feeling is enveloping the back of my head...

This must be her chest.

In fact, Mizuki's chest is big. At the very least, they are bulging enough that they were visible even through her uniform.

"Ugh... it's the chest after all...!"

"What are you getting vexed for, Miho? Is it not easier to move around without this kind of chest?"

"Those who have it can't understand the feelings of those who don't have it!"

Uumu, there is no point in saying anything more.

But is it really that vexing? Moreover, I can see a hint of tears.

"Haaaa, so happy..."

On the other hand, Mizuki has an unusually ecstatic look on her face.

"What is the matter all of a sudden ja, Mizuki?"

"No, I just like holding a child like Mahiro-chan... or rather, I wanted to try it."

"Oh, is that so? I am glad your dream has come true."

"Yes!"

What an interesting person.

Sometimes I feel something I cannot put into words though... but it should not be a problem.

But this situation does make me stand out...

"Who is that Uishi-san holding?"

"She doesn't look like her younger sister..."

"But isn't she really cute?"

"She's so cute, it makes you wonder if a girl like that actually exists."

... Umuu.

"See, you're cute, aren't you, Mahiro?"

This girl bounces back quickly. And she says it with a grin on her face too.

"I can hear them... But, you know. This figure really does stand out."

"Obviously. No one has cherry blossom-colored hair unless they're cosplaying. And in your case, it's your natural hair, right? It's bound to stand out."

"That's right. Mahiro-san has a very cute appearance, so it's only natural."

"...I see. When you praise me like that, it makes me feel a bit uncomfortable."

"Oh, you look embarrassed."

"E-even I get embarrassed sometimes."

"Your face is red, Mahiro-chan."

"Muuuuuu~~~~~~~"

Feeling embarrassed, I puff out my cheeks.

"It's refreshing to see Mahiro puffing out your cheeks like that. Actually, it suits you so much."

"S-shut up noja!"

"You're so cute, it's almost annoying."

"Damn it, I want to go back to being a man..."

"Give up. You'll be a girl forever."

"Ugh..."

What an embarrassment noja...

Perhaps it would have been better if I had been a man...

Why did I let myself get infected?

◇◆◇

I continued to be carried by Mizuki until we reached the front of the class, but she finally put me down in front of the class.

Even for me, 'tis a little embarrassing to be carried inside.

Still, the door looks tall.

Is this what happens as one gets smaller?

"What are you doing?"

"Well, I am just thinking about something. So, let us enter."

I put my hand on the handle and open the door.

The door slides open and the five of us move inside.

"Oh, there are some familiar faces here as expected."

"Well, there are seven classes in the first year. Of course, some of them will be the same."

"Or rather, the stares directed at Mahiro are amazing."

"Well, I guess it cannot be helped, Now, where is my seat?"

Fumu... 'Tis the rightmost column after all.

At the very back.

...Can I even see the blackboard from there?

"...Mu, this is not good."

"What's wrong, Mahiro-chan?"

"No, the desk is... huge."

""""Ah.""""

I-indeed.

The desks and chairs were originally made for high school students.

'Tis not made for someone like me, with a build of an elementary school student.

Because of this, my legs would sway around, and the desk is only a little lower than my shoulders.

Oou, to think I would be in this predicament...

"We'll have to tell my homeroom teacher later."

"Indeed... 'Tis going to be hard to even attend classes like this."

"You're going to have a lot of trouble, seriously."

Troublesome indeed.

『Hey, do you know who that girl is?』

『No, I don't know.』

『She's a little young to be a transfer student, and yet she seems to get along well with Sasanishi and the others.』

『...Speaking of Sasanishi, Mishima, and Otoda, isn't he missing?』

『Missing... ah, are you talking about Ouka? Come to think of it, he's not here.』

『Could that little girl be Ouka then?』

『No, that's not true. It's the Ouka who's always sleeping we're talking about, you know? He did have a feminine face though.』

That is right, the guys talking there.

But they did not realize that they are right.

Well, my gender has changed, and even my hair and eye color have changed. So 'tis to be expected, I suppose.

There is a little lonely feeling about it.

◇◆◇

The five of us had been talking for a while when the school bell rang.

One of the unique things about our school is that we go to the opening ceremony before homeroom.

So we immediately head to the auditorium where the opening ceremony is to be held.

We do have auditorium here after all, for some reason.

As a matter of fact, this school is surprisingly large.

Anyway, that is not ipl cmportant, let us head to the auditorium.

But why is it...

"Hey Mizuki. Mind to tell me the reason you are holding me again?"

"Because I want to hold you."

Once again, I was being held.

How badly does this woman want to hold me?

"How can I put it, it just feels right, Mahiro-chan."

"Feels right?"

"Yes. I can't help but feel like this is my regular spot."

"...Well, 'tis comfortable for me too so 'tis fine... but if possible, I would prefer you not to pick me up so easily--"

"... (Tears)"

Why ja!? She looks like she's extremely shocked, and I can see the word "Gaaah!" written behind her!?

How much does this person want to hold me ja!?

"Is it... no good...?"

"Ugu."

What is this overwhelming feeling of guilt...?

Furthermore, the fact that she has teary eyes makes it even more painful, stabbing my conscience like a sore thumb!

　...N-no, I do not particularly dislike it. I do not dislike it, but...!

"...Okay, okay. 'Tis my defeat, I lost. You can hold me..."

I could not win.

"~~~! Yes!"

Wow, what a beautiful smile...

Sigh. I guess I am no good either... I could not refuse.

I have never really liked seeing women cry ja.

Well, 'tis just a matter of me being held by her, so 'tis not much a problem...

Besides, if you think about it, 'tis easier for me.

Mayhaps I will be able to sleep while being held noja.

... I will just assume that that is the case. Umu.

"Mahiro always finds anything to be a hassle, but she's weak when it comes to stuff like that."

"She's a nice person, after all, Mahiro-san is."

"That aside, Mizuki, what a beautiful smile you have."

The three of them were talking about that.

◇◆◇

Opening ceremony.

Interestingly, Mizuki and I are sitting close to each other.

Mizuki was the only one whose name began with "U" and there was no one whose name began with "E." Perhaps that was why Mizuki seemed so happy. (TL: "U" as in "Uishi)

Are you really that happy to have a friend sitting by your side?

"--And so, I have one thing to announce. During spring break, it seems that one of our students developed TSF syndrome."

...Hey, what are you talking about ja, Headmaster?

The sudden announcement caused a commotion in the auditorium.

"However, since their gender has simply changed, please do not bother them too much. If anyone does harm them, they will be severely punished."

That is appreciated, but in the end, would it not be better not to announce it here?

...I wonder what this school even is.

"Oh, I'll keep their name a secret. It's pointless though."

'Tis absolutely pointless.

I mean, the stares directed at me since earlier has been incredible.

I have cherry blossom hair now, after all.

"So please be careful not to cause any problems. That's all."

Personally, I already feel like there is going to be trouble.

◇◆◇

After the opening ceremony, as expected... I am being held by Mizuki for the third time while we were moving.

How much does this person want to hold me ja?

In the end, I ended up being held all the way to the classroom.

I have given up.

Let her do what she wants.

Because if I were to stop Mizuki from doing this now, she would definitely start crying like she did just earlier.

I hate it, you know? Seeing a girl cry.

Besides, I actually like this in its own way, so 'tis fine.

I was taken to my seat (carried in) and made to sit in a chair.

I wondered if they would go that far.

"Fufu, we're sitting back and forth."

"...Indeed. Well, I look forward to working with you from now on."

"Yes! I'll hold you for a year!"

"Not that way!"

Damn, I am usually the one who makes the joke, but I ended up doing the tsukkomi instead...

What is going on with this person?

Do you like holding me that much?

"Okay, are you all seated?... Right. You're all seated properly. I'm Yomogi Kyouji, the new homeroom teacher for this class this year. Nice to meet you."

Huh, I see that this teacher is my homeroom teacher this year as well.

"Well, speaking of the first homeroom session of the new semester, it's definitely time for self-introductions. There will be some people you've never met before, and some people whose appearances you don't even recognize."

Teacher Yomogi said with a grin as he looked at me.

That face, no matter how you look at it, he knows who I am, does he not?

However, the other students did not realize who I was, and just looked at me, nodding along to what Teacher Yomogi said.

What a hassle noja...

"Right, in these cases, the standard procedure is to go in order of lowest attendance number. Well then, please go first."

And so the self-introduction began.

That said, I am number 5, so my turn is pretty early.

While I was thinking about this, Mizuki's turn comes up.

"I'm Uishi Mizuki. Nice to meet you all."

Mizuki introduces herself with beautiful manners, as befitting a young lady.

Oh, a beautiful 45 degrees.

That is spectacular.

"Hey, number 5, hurry up and introduce yourself."

Oops, no good.

I have to introduce myself.

"Ouka Mahiro ja. I will be counting on you for the next year."

When I introduced myself normally, the whole classroom froze.

However, Kengo, Yuya, Miho, and Mizuki are all acting as usual.

Of those, the three other than Mizuki looked like they were thinking, "Ah, well, of course this would happen."

"Hahaha! You guys, don't freeze up just because Ouka has become a tiny brat!"

"A teacher should not call their students tiny brats!"

"I mean, it's a fun word to say."

"Is that what a teacher would normally say...?"

I cannot help but wonder how this teacher became one.

"S-Sensei!"

"Ou, what is it, Toda?"

"Is that little girl really that Ouka-san?"

"It's really that Ouka, you know? Apparently it happened on the first day of spring break. Am I right?"

"Umu. When I woke up that morning, I had turned into a little girl. While I may look like a little girl now, the inside is still yours truly ja."

As I said that with a grin,

"""WHAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaa--!?"""

Those absurd voices echoed throughout the class.

Oh, as expected, this is the reaction I got.

Umu, how amusing.

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