Ch.17 Attending the Dungeon Training Session while Crossdressing

"Uuu...it feels so breezy..."

"Kyu!"

Okaa-san's quick thinking.

If it weren't for that, I would have been late, but somehow I managed to get outside...without looking like I'd get arrested for displaying obscene material.

"Kyu! kyu!"

"Even though Omanju is in such a good mood..."

I wipe away the tears that are welling up with the fur on the back of Omanju... He's growing again, huh...and headed straight for the station—by bicycle.

"Mmm...it's digging into my butt..."

"Kyu."

And so I straddled the saddle of my familiar bicycle—while wearing panties.

Panties.

Of course, I'm not saying I'm not wearing anything underneath.

—I'm wearing Okaa-san's skirt, and also her panties, which she gave me saying, "Just in case they get blown up by the wind and someone sees them, it would be terrible if you really surprised them, okay?"

I know this from folding laundry, but why are women's panties so smooth and thin...?

"Uuu..."

I feel embarrassed, and my heart is beating really fast, and the tingling sensation in my chest that I've been experiencing when I wake up lately is now even more intense.

"Kyu!"

"But I have to try... I have to try, otherwise I won't be able to afford several months' worth of food besides vegetables...!"

The sound of Omanju's incredibly cheerful chirp is soothing, but that won't help the problem.

I have to be extra careful about choosing my route... otherwise the vibrations from the tires go directly from my butt to my crotch...

So, today I'm completely dressed as a girl—I'm cross-dressing.

Okaa-san kept urging me to wear a dress until the very end, but I insisted on wearing one of her old clothes.

I'm wearing a floral shirt on top, and while Okaa-san's saying, "you don't want to surprise people there too, or you'll get in trouble, okay? It would be a problem if the police caught you... okay?" excitedly, she forced me to wear her night bra too.

It's incredibly embarrassing, but I'm also relieved that it's preventing the tingling tip from getting chafed.

The skirt is of a light color that matches the shirt, and it reaches below the knees.

I'm relieved that I don't have to wear the same skirt as the school uniform or the risqué shorts that Mitsumiya-san wears when she comes over, but are properly long.

...At least if I had worn those wide trousers from before... I'm also fine with a wide pants.

But if Okaa-san's pants are gone too, then there's nothing we can do about it.

"Ugh... it's fluttering so much in the wind..."

"Kyui."

...I bet you can definitely see my panties from the side and from behind.

How do girls ride bikes...? Or do they all ride with their panties completely exposed...?

My thighs feel hot, even though it should be cold because of the wind...

"...I should get down when cars pass by... when more people start to arrive, I'll also have to walk..."

"Kyui!"

On top of the basket in front, Omanju is sitting there looking happier than I'd ever seen it—not facing front, but behind, swaying back and forth while looking up at me.

"How nice to be you... I'm so embarrassed I could die..."

"Kyu!"

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"...We've arrived..."

Including the time spent cycling and waiting in the train station waiting room, the ordeal lasted 2 hours before we finally arrived at the Dungeon Association facility in the city.

"Uuu..."

"Kyu!"

I felt like I was being stared at constantly, both on the train platform and inside the train, and it was exhausting.

That can't be true, can it?

Not everyone was like, "Oh, that guy's a guy but he's cross-dressing! Let's expose him online and make fun of him!" right...?

I'm used to wearing girls' clothes... I'm used to crossdressing, because sometimes the girls at school make me wear girls' uniforms, and even on my days off, Mitsumiya-san is making me wear Okaa-san's or Mitsumiya-san's clothes. But it's still embarrassing.

I was probably imagining things, right...?

What if that wasn't the case?

I survived for about a year, hiding my face with hooded clothing.

...It's not that different from usual, huh.

"Good morning, are you here for the training course?"

"...Yes...please..."

"If you're not feeling well, we can reschedule for another day. What would you like to do?"

"Eh?"

Eh?

"The pamphlet we sent out beforehand also mentioned that the training session would cover things like how to navigate beginner dungeons...and although an instructor will be accompanying you, you will be provided with weapons and other equipment before you enter the dungeon..."

"...Is that so...No, I'm fine..."

I really was an idiot.

"You can't do anything without me! Don't go off on any trips without my permission! You're such a clumsy idiot!" Tanaka-kun was always saying that, and it turns out he was right...

Maybe I should have asked Tanaka-kun to come with me...

But I was worried I'd get made fun of for wearing this outfit...

"Come this way... Hoshino Yuzuki, seventeen... Huh? ...S-seventeen years old..."

"...Yes, I may look small, but even so..."

"...I-I've confirmed it... Please come this way."

"Kyui!"

Omanju is in an unusually good mood and chirps all the time.

"You're a Tamer? That's amazing!"

"Well...I only became one very recently, so to be honest, it doesn't really feel real yet..."

"Good luck! I'm rooting for you!"

Perhaps because I am holding Omanju, the receptionist was very kind.

There are kind people in the city too, I guess.

I'll tell Tanaka-kun about it when I get back.

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"Okay then. There are only three people in this morning's session, so please relax and enjoy the session."

"Ye—s!"

"Thank you for your guidance."

"……Yes……"

The sweating finally subsided, and I was able to accept that "there's no point in being embarrassed now that I've come this far."

Well, I dress like this quite often, so it's nothing new.

Then, when my name is being called, I walk to a room where the receptionist from earlier was there, along with a girl and another woman.

Also, the receptionist I saw earlier was a woman, so they're all women.

...And in the middle of all that, a crossdressing man... Uuu...

"Today's guests are... Hoshino-san, Mukoubi-san, and Yumetsuki-san, right?"

"Hi everyone! This is Mukoubi Hinata!"

"I'm Yumetsuki. It's only a short time, but I hope we'll get along well."

"Hello... I'm Hoshino..."

Mukoubi-san... she doesn't look like a middle schooler, so she must be an elementary school girl.

She's a city girl, so her style is flashy, but most girls stop doing that when they get to middle school. A lively girl with pigtails... I bet she's always like this...

Next to her, Yumetsuki-san gives off the vibe of a mature woman.

She has a similar vibe to Okaa-san, so she's probably usually quite gentle and sweet... but unlike Okaa-san, I have a feeling her breasts are nowhere near big enough to fit in a night bra like this.

"I'm 12 years old! I'll be starting middle school next year!"

"Oh my, you have a promising future. I'm a second-year university student."

Elementary school students who shine brightly, and university students who are supposed to be living the wonderful time of campus life.

In contrast, I'm a high school dropout and a part-time worker.

And a man.

"Uuu..."

"Kyui!"

The only thing that soothes me is Omanju wiggling around on my chest...

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