Ch.37 Collapse from Exhaustion. From a Flag Architect to a Flag Collector

Now, the day after I was called a flag architect, whatever that means, after school...

I was very confused.

"...Ah, I see. So that is how it is..."

Kuuuu~~~~~~~~~.

Seeing someone with such a cute stomach rumbling, I was truly bewildered.

"..."

Right now, a female student is lying face down in the school corridor, right in front of me.

Is it not dirty?

"......What exactly are you doing noja, Mashiron yo?"

Leaving her like that would not sit right with me, so I decided to say something.

"...That way of calling me, Mahiron?"

Then, only her face turned to the side.

"Umu. So, what exactly are you doing noja? Well, I can imagine from the sound I heard earlier..."

"...Hungry."

When I asked why she was lying unconscious in the hallway, she gave me the reason in just one simple word.

Well, her stomach did rumble after all.

"...Have you been collapsing from exhaustion here and there? Are you eating properly?"

"...I'm eating. But, still hungry. Also, today's lunch, couldn't eat..."

"Agaun, what are you doing noja...?"

I was astonished when Mashiron told me she had not eaten lunch.

She said "today," but I feel like this happens quite often...

Actually, this is only the second time we have met, including the first time we met.

"...Mahiron. Do you have any food?"

"Unfortunately, I do not have any at the moment."

"......Useless."

Mashiron muttered this with a look that said, "What a boring person."

Fumu.

"If that is what you say, then I will leave you behind."

"...Joking. Friends are important. I need help."

When I said it as a form of revenge, Mashiron frantically begged for help.

"I am just kidding ja. Honestly... I never thought things would turn out like this so soon after yesterday..."

"……Yesterday?"

"Oh, do not worry about it. 'Tis nothing for you to worry about ja. Come on, can you stand up?"

"...Not possible. I'm, too hungry to move."

"Sigh... what a hopeless case."

I look around and, after confirming that there is no one nearby, I take out two other outfits from my bag—a different skirt and panties from the ones I was currently wearing—and changed right there.

There is no problem since there is no one around.

Both of these garments have holes slightly above the buttocks.

This is a tail hole.

Fumu. In this case, should I go with "wolf"?

Using "Beast Transformation," I transformed into a wolf.

Then, my sense of smell and hearing become sharper, and a feeling of increased energy flows through my body.

'Tis a success.

"Here, let me hold you for a bit."

"...Ohh, so easily."

"How carefree you are."

She is still the same as ever.

"Okay, we have finally arrived at the student council room."

"...Grateful."

"Come on, hurry up and place your order."

"...Money, forgotten."

"Do not tell me, you did not eat because you forgot your wallet?"

"…………Un."

After a short pause, Mashiron nodded slightly, still slumped over the desk.

I see...

"Fine. I will pay for it, so go ahead and order."

"……Food!"

Mashiron jumped up with a sudden jolt!

Though expressionless, her eyes shone brightly, and a slight drool dripped from her mouth.

"Whoa, do not get up so suddenly. Come on, order quickly, or I will not treat you."

"...Ramen, half a serving of fried rice, a tonkatsu set meal and five pieces of karaage."

"You eat a lot... I wonder where it all goes in your body."

"...Food, food!"

"Do not rush me. I will order right away."

Shrugging my shoulders in exasperation, I placed the order using the cafeteria-designated phone located in the student council room.

Things like this are really convenient, are they not?

Oh, that reminds me, I have not introduced her yet.

The person before me right now is the student council president of this academy, Hitaka Mashiro ja.

I've known this girl since around September of last year, and we are pretty good friends.

She is the best among the upperclassmen.

In terms of appearance, she is quite beautiful and well-proportioned.

She has lustrous silver hair that reach about shoulder length, and eyes as deep blue as the ocean.

Plump, cherry-pink lips.

She is on the shorter side, in the late 140s centimeters. As for her physical development... well, she has a slightly larger bust than average for her height. To her credit, she is not flat-chested.

She is usually expressionless and has a childlike face that matches her height, giving her the appearance of an exquisitely crafted bisque doll.

Well, she also happens to be kind of loli-ish though.

By the way, there's a reason why this guy has silver hair, but let me skip that part for now. Maybe another time.

When we first met, we were not as close as we are now, but after spending some time together, we became the way we are today.

As a result, because our names are similar, we call each other "Mashiron" and "Mahiron."

Also, Mashiron does not really like me using polite language, so we end up speaking in a casual tone like we are the same age. Personally, I find it easy and nice to be able to talk as I normally would.

"......Hmm, Mahiron, shrunk?"

Mashiron stared intently at me, then tilted her head and murmured as she looked at me.

"No, I think I did more than just shrinking."

Not only did I shrink, but my gender actually changed.

"...Did you go to Thailand?"

"How did you reach that conclusion?"

"...Because your sex, has changed?"

"'Tis true that I underwent a sex change, but this is 'TSF syndrome.' It started around the end of March. Well, this is what I look like now ja."

Or rather, in Thailand, is that not a genuine sex reassignment surgery?

That one was man-made. Mine was a natural disaster ja.

"...I see. Mahiron, so cute now."

"Is that so? After all, this is my ideal form."

I do not know what others think, though.

At least, those who are involved with me seem to think this appearance is cute.

"...Mahiron, lolicon?"

"Whenever I say that this is my ideal form, I am almost always told this, but... I am absolutely not a lolicon."

"......Right. Everyone, has their own preferences."

"You do not trust me at all, do you?"

"...I trust Mahiron."

"I see. Well, that is fine then."

One does not simply read her emotions.

Well, we have known each other for a while, so I can understand her to some extent... but still, you know. I cannot completely figure her out.

So, even when she said she trust me like this, I cannot tell if she means it. She is expressionless after all...

"Okay, ramen, half a portion of fried rice, a tonkatsu set meal, and some karaage! That'll be 1500 yen."

Suddenly, the student council room door opened, and a woman who looked like one of the cafeteria ladies came in.

She had a silver box hanging from her hand, the kind you often see used for food delivery.

"The cafeteria delivery is as fast as ever. Here, 1500 yen."

"Thank you as always!"

The delivery service from the cafeteria here is really fast.

It arrives in the student council room within approximately five minutes of ordering.

The study room has a conveyor belt, but... I wonder why this place is operated by hand.

"Here, eat."

"...Grateful! Itadakimasu!"

I placed the food I received in front of Mashiron, who was slumped over the table, and she began to eat with the speed of a hungry beast.

Oh, she is eating with gusto!

...But even so, where does all this food go in such a small body?

"Munch, munch... Delicious."

"Ah, look. You have rice on your mouth. Turn this way."

Despite her graceful movements, Mashiron ate with incredible speed, and there were grains of rice stuck to the corner of her mouth.

I took a handkerchief from my skirt pocket and wiped her face with it.

"...Mahiron, wife?"

She tilted her head and declared that I am her wife.

"I am not your wife!"

Damn it, why do I keep being treated like a wife...?

I do not think I have done anything in particular that would make people think that...

"...But Mahiron has great wife power."

"Hey, is that term 'wife power' popular among women?"

"...Who knows, I, don't have any friends other than Mahiron, I don't know."

"......My condolences."

It hurts my heart! 'Tis painful to hear that I am her only friend!

"...It's fine. Mahiron is there."

"I appreciate you saying that, but I imagine you will not have any friends after you graduate from the academy. Will you not be lonely?"

"...Not really. Just going back to my old life. And I believe Mahiron won't abandon me."

"Is that so."

I think that is a problem in itself... but if the person herself says 'tis okay, then I guess there is no problem?

No, not having friends is still a problem. Fumu.

"What is your relationship with the student council members noja? You have been a member since your first year, right? So, are there some people you have been good with since then...?"

"... Not that we don't get along. But calling us friends... Is wrong."

"Mu, what is it ja? Are you being disliked?"

I noticed that Mashiron sounded slightly dejected as she spoke, so I decided to ask her what she was thinking.

"......The vice president, started petting me all over the moment he saw me."

"...Ah, I see. So that is the problem you are having."

"……Un."

She nodded with a slightly displeased expression.

I see, so there are people like that in the student council too.

"I understand. I know how you feel."

"... Mahiron, being petted all over too?"

"Well, 'tis a bit of a problem. They keep trying to hug me, pet me, and attack me..."

Especially Mizuki.

Miho has started getting involved lately, and things are just awful.

…………I just had a thought, if Aria joins them... will that perhaps hasten my death? Three against one, I do not think I can win? I will die, you know? If three of them do that level of thing to me, I will really die, you know?

...Well, I do not think there will be any more at this point. Surely it will stop with Aria!

"...Attack? Mahiro, being attacked?"

"Umu, I am being attacked."

"......Is the other person a man?"

"How did you reach that conclusion?"

"...Because you got TS'd. So I thought, the other person was a man."

"That is psychological BL, is it not? Well, I do not particularly mind, but..."

"...M-Mahiron is, a lesbian...!"

"Honestly, given how I look now, I cannot completely deny that..."

Even so, I am a woman now.

So, as a result, I ended up with three husban— no, wives, and from the outside, I probably look like a homosexual.

...No, in my case, I feel more like a younger sister surrounded by her older sisters.

I am short, you see...

"...Thank you for the meal."

"That was quick."

"...80% full."

"You are kidding me... After eating that much, you say you are only 80% full... You are still such a big eater."

"……Normal."

"Well, you eat quite a lot, do you not? Calling that normal is a bit of a problem, no?"

If eating ramen, half a serving of fried rice, a tonkatsu set meal, and five pieces of karaage is considered normal, then almost everyone in the world would be extremely overweight.

...Even so, this girl does not seem to get very fat despite eating a lot.

By the way,

"You are not even growing taller."

"...Not true. I have grown two centimeters."

"Even so, you are probably still around 140-something."

"...No problem. I've beaten Mahiro."

She puffed out her chest slightly, humming softly.

Uumu, combined with her appearance, she looks just like a child.

"I am younger than you, and to compare yourself to those who have developed the disease..."

I think me and her are completely in different leagues.

"Hmm..."

"Mu, what is wrong noja, Mashiron yo?"

"...Lost in thought. But seriously, Mahiron, shrunk."

"Well, indeed I am. I am about 120 centimeters tall or so now."

"...20 centimeters shorter than me. I won."

"There is no point in gloating over your victory there..."

"...A win is a win."

She has an unpredictable personality.

This girl looks cool and composed on the outside, but she occasionally shows a strangely childish side, making her actions and words quite difficult to predict.

That is part of her charm, but still...

"...Now that you mention it, Mahiron, why were you on this floor? Your floor is supposed to be downstairs."

"Ah, 'tis about work, you know, work."

"......Mahiron, working...? Mahiron, who's lazy and won't budge no matter what the task is...?"

"You said too much ja. Look, if you are the student council president, you should know, right? I am the head of the library committee this year."

"...Now that you mention it, I saw it in the documents. I thought it was just someone with the same name, but I have never seen anyone with the unusual surname Ouka other than Mahiron, so that is when I realized."

"Well, I am proud of that."

I have never heard of anyone else with a surname like Ouka.

You might find one if you look hard enough, but 'tis not that easy.

...Or rather, I think this surname should be the given name.

"...So, what job? You're here, so it must be related to me."

"That is right ja. You are usually quite incompetent, but when it comes to work, you are very reliable. Here, this is what my job right now, submitting documents."

I took a bundle of about ten sheets of A4 paper from my bag and handed it to Mashiron.

"...Oh, the approval documents for using the study room. I only gave them yesterday, but that's quick for Mahiron."

"Let me tell you, I am the type of person who likes to get troublesome matters over with quickly. Now, take a look and make sure there are no problems."

"...Un, I'll finish quickly."

What I gave Mashiron were documents related to the study room.

Currently, the study rooms are officially open, but that is not really the case yet.

Reservations had started being accepted the day after I was taught the duties of committee chairman, but officially it only starts being operational in the beginning of May, not in April.

Meanwhile, the student council handed me the document for them to use the study room, and unless I, the head of the library committee, stamp it, it will not be usable even in May ja.

So, I have brought them all here today.

By the way, I told Miho and the others that I had work to do, so they should be going home first.

As for Aria, it seems she is still very busy and has not had time to fill out the marriage registration form. Well, she has apparently told her parents about our marriage, though.

Apparently, they are living in their own home now.

"Un, no problem. Confirmed."

She flipped through the pages for about thirty seconds.

The document was quite densely covered with writing, but Mashiron finished reviewing it in just thirty seconds.

"Outstanding."

"...This much, piece of cake."

"In your case, would it not be after lunch?" (TL: Japanese proverb for "piece of cake" Is something along the lines of "before breakfast")

"...It's my wallet's fault for falling out of my bag on its own."

"What a childish excuse."

"...Not a child. I'm older than Mahiro, and taller too."

That is what you call a child... No, never mind.

"Well, I suppose 'tis time for me to head home now."

"...Are you leaving already?"

As I was about to leave and stood up, Mashiron said this in a sad voice.

Fumu. How unusual.

"Well, I have someone waiting for me at home."

However, 'tis not like I have no one at home.

With both Miho and Mizuki there, I certainly cannot keep them waiting.

"......Strange. Mahiron's parents, shouldn't be at home."

"Huh, how do you know that?"

"...Hmph."

"That creepy grin is really scary!"

"……No problem"

"There is a lot though!?"

This girl... She seems to have stalker tendencies, does she not?!

But even so, knowing about my parents... Oh, now that she mention it, I think I told her about them when we first met...

"...Just as Mahiron just thought, we talked about this before."

"Oh, now that you mention it, indeed."

"...With my special truth serum."

"Wait a minute! Truth serum? Did you just say truth serum?!"

"...Fufufu."

"Scary!"

This girl has been giving me something terrible to drink!

Wait, did I perhaps say something terrible at that time?! I am starting to get scared!

While I was panicking inside,

"……Joking."

She said this with a slight smile playing on her lips.

"......When it comes to you, your jokes do not sound like jokes. If possible, please stop."

She said it with almost no expression on her face and in her usual tone, which is really bad for my heart.

I wish she would show more emotion.

"...Actually, I put a little bit in there."

"Mu, did you say something?"

"...Nothing. Just your imagination. So, no problem."

"I see. Well then, I should probably be going now..."

"...The previous talk, is still not done."

"Which talk?"

"...Someone waiting at home."

"...Ah, well, you see. They are relatives, relatives."

"......Lie. When Mahiron lies, you usually adds 'Ah' or 'Well.' Therefore, lie."

"Ugh, so sharp..."

This girl can be a bit of a klutz at times, but she has great insight.

This way, she can occasionally see through my own lies, and she can also see through other people's lies to a certain extent. That said, it seems that she cannot do that without a certain level of friendship.

However, since I have quite a few acquaintances, 'tis only natural that I would get found out.

Damn it.

"...So, who?"

"I, I cannot say it! I absolutely cannot say it!"

I do not know why, but I have a feeling it would be a bad idea to say it to her.

My sixth sense is telling me that I absolutely must not say it!

"...Not knowing when to give up!"

"Whoa. As expected of the excellent student council president who excels in both academics and sports! So fast!"

"...Mahiron just has bad athletic ability."

Mashiron tries to grab me, trying to hold onto me.

She is often misunderstood because of her short stature, but she is actually quite athletic.

I believe she comes in first place every year in the marathon held at the school.

I am somewhere between the middle and the bottom. In other words, I am slow. The difference is like night and day.

Although I used "Beast Transformation" while carrying her, I immediately deactivated it after I am done with it, so it is currently unavailable.

Therefore, I have to dodge her in my current state...

"Damn, so strong as expected...!"

"...Just, accept your defeat!"

"What?!"

Instead of approaching and reaching out, she charged straight at me.

There is a sofa behind me, and if I move out of the way, I might injure her.

...I cannot dodge her!

"Whoa whoa whoa...!"

With a thud, I collapsed onto the sofa behind me.

Moreover, because I fell over armrest first, Mashiron pushed me over and I ended up lying on my back.

"……Captured!"

"Let go of me noja!"

"……Rejection!"

Perhaps to prevent me from escaping, Mashiron placed both of her hands on my wrists to hold me down.

Moreover, she is practically pinning me down, so honestly, I could not move.

Because this body is so weak...

But what is this situation? It reminds me of a situation from an erotic game I used to play that featured transgender yuri...

I think in that game, when this happen, the entrance door would open-

"Mahiro-chan, I've come to deliver something you forgot."

That is right, like this, someone I know comes in...Wait!

"M-M-M-Mizuki!?"

"Hmm, who?"

"M-Mahiro-chan is... Mahiro-chan is!"

When Mizuki saw what position I am in, she covered her mouth with both hands and began to tremble, and then...

"Not only have you collected the flag, but you're also being attacked by the little loli presideeeeeent!"

"Waaait! You, what kind of outrageous thing are you saying nojaaaaaaaaaaaaa?!"

She made an outrageous statement, and I retorted to it with all my might.

...What the hell is going on?!

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