Realistic or Modern Moves Like Your Livelihood Depends on It

Ceemuhrie · Nov 11, 2018

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Akemi Kojima
Night time~

I put my hands up a bit to try to stop Hoki from bowing, but it was too late. "He-hey... We'll figure something out - I don't want you to give up," I said softly as I still watched her bow to me. How troublesome. I stepped closer again, taking my towel and covering her head, trying to avoid the fact that she was doing something so embarrassing. Hoki was so humble and respectful, and so... cute that I couldn't let her see how my face looked right now.

"Y-you can't be that honest so suddenly," I protested softly, trying to laugh my blush away and patting Hoki's new hair dry. "It makes me feel a bit uncool." As I looked away, the side table and a coral-colored flyer, just outside of the foyer caught my attention. Ah! That could work... but would Hoki be willing to do it? I lifted her chin with the towel covering my hands. "Ne, Hoki-kun... h-hear me out. This might be... weird for you, but take a peek at this."

I peeled off my knee-length socks and left them on the floor and slipped on some slippers, hopping over to the side table and picking up the flyer that was sent to the house, thanks to an idol subsciption service I was a part of.

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Idol Extravaganza
In It To Win It!

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Hey, you! Looking to make it in the Idol Industry? Kawaiidol LLC is looking for candidates for its next lucky lady to be the fresh new face of the company. Guaranteed sponsorship valid for a full year, salary, benefits and paid time off included.

Subject to terms and conditions for term renewal. One applicant per household. Serious applicants only.

Please send submissions to:

Kawaiidol LLC
X0X Monument Park
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I held my finger up, because I knew the minute Hoki saw the word 'Idol' that this could go south, very fast. So I rebuttled preemptively. "I know that this may seem weird and odd to you, but think about it. Think about it logically. This is the most cost-effective, and most efficient way to utilize your... newly acquired assets. If we get my dad in on things, maybe he can make some documents. Plus it pays well too - and I can teach you all the etiquette you need to know. Since you're going to stay here, you can do the submission under this household. To be honest, I wanted to do this myself, maybe in entering, I'd even win Kushi's heart... but all things considered, I think you need it more, don't you think? Maybe you could even end up living my dream for me."

I felt uneasiness again, my glance became distant. Giving up my dream because of the situation at hand. Looking at Hoki, as this incredibly cute girl, there was no doubt that the Idol search would be a piece of cake. But I felt oddly... jealous. Even though I'd been the one offering all of this assistance. Did that make me a hypocrite? He had brought Kushi's name up and I had brought it up, too, so there was no use in hiding my intent to ask a favor.

"Ne... Do you think that Kushi-kun could fall for a girl like me? Even if I don't become an idol? I've admired him for so long and I just want a chance to see if he could love me too. Just a little help is all I'm asking for..."[/div]

Akemi Kojima
Night time~

I put my hands up a bit to try to stop Hoki from bowing, but it was too late. "He-hey... We'll figure something out - I don't want you to give up," I said softly as I still watched her bow to me. How troublesome. I stepped closer again, taking my towel and covering her head, trying to avoid the fact that she was doing something so embarrassing. Hoki was so humble and respectful, and so... cute that I couldn't let her see how my face looked right now.

"Y-you can't be that honest so suddenly," I protested softly, trying to laugh my blush away and patting Hoki's new hair dry. "It makes me feel a bit uncool." As I looked away, the side table and a coral-colored flyer, just outside of the foyer caught my attention. Ah! That could work... but would Hoki be willing to do it? I lifted her chin with the towel covering my hands. "Ne, Hoki-kun... h-hear me out. This might be... weird for you, but take a peek at this."

I peeled off my knee-length socks and left them on the floor and slipped on some slippers, hopping over to the side table and picking up the flyer that was sent to the house, thanks to an idol subsciption service I was a part of.

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Idol Extravaganza
In It To Win It!

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Hey, you! Looking to make it in the Idol Industry? Kawaiidol LLC is looking for candidates for its next lucky lady to be the fresh new face of the company. Guaranteed sponsorship valid for a full year, salary, benefits and paid time off included.

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Please send submissions to:

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I held my finger up, because I knew the minute Hoki saw the word 'Idol' that this could go south, very fast. So I rebuttled preemptively. "I know that this may seem weird and odd to you, but think about it. Think about it logically. This is the most cost-effective, and most efficient way to utilize your... newly acquired assets. If we get my dad in on things, maybe he can make some documents. Plus it pays well too - and I can teach you all the etiquette you need to know. Since you're going to stay here, you can do the submission under this household. To be honest, I wanted to do this myself, maybe in entering, I'd even win Kushi's heart... but all things considered, I think you need it more, don't you think? Maybe you could even end up living my dream for me."

I felt uneasiness again, my glance became distant. Giving up my dream because of the situation at hand. Looking at Hoki, as this incredibly cute girl, there was no doubt that the Idol search would be a piece of cake. But I felt oddly... jealous. Even though I'd been the one offering all of this assistance. Did that make me a hypocrite? He had brought Kushi's name up and I had brought it up, too, so there was no use in hiding my intent to ask a favor.

"Ne... Do you think that Kushi-kun could fall for a girl like me? Even if I don't become an idol? I've admired him for so long and I just want a chance to see if he could love me too. Just a little help is all I'm asking for..."

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As I held my bow for a few moments, Aki approached me and dumped a towl on my head, proceeding to tell me how she didn't want me giving up and patting my hair to dry it. Could it be that's what she was doing before, checking how wet it was? Ah, yeah, that made more sense. Here I went thinking weird things... Not that wasn't saying weird stuff, telling me that she felt uncool that I was honest all of the sudden. And honestly? I had no idea what she was even talking about. Had I not been being honest this entire time? Nonesense! She-

Wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-what was she DOING?! I couldn't even hide the blush when Aki suddenly held my chin up. Aki if you held a guy's in such a romantic way, his heart would misunderstand for sure! Well, it's true I was a girl now, but that only made it hotter.... ah, what was I thinking, there was nothing romantic about this situation! NOTHING. AT. ALL!

Aki asked me to look at some pamphlet she was holding, hah, see what I said? Nothing romantic going on. I grabbed the flyer.

"Hey, Aki-chan, isn't this..." her following words confirmed it. This was an invitation for some kidn of idol competiton with a real spot as an idol as a reward. To be honest, though, she did have a point. If this wasn't a hoax (and at this point I just about ready to believe in gay frogs if I had to), it was just about my best shot at living a decent life from now on. Especially if Aki could really get her father to support me on this new trial of mine. Nonetheless, I couldn't help but feel a little disheartened, and surprisingly, it wasn't because I just turned into a girl, been kicked out of my own house and forced to rely on a friend I just had a fight with to even get out of the rain for a bit. "Aki-chan.... this... Are you sure?"

Tears gathered in my eyes. I didn't deserve this, dammit! None of it! Not becoming a girl, not losing everything, not the seemingly bottomless kindness Aki-chan was showing me after I made her cry. This, this was her dream! She always wanted to be an idol. She was always so full of energy whenever we went karoeke, and we knew it would be her job one day. She would be famous one day. She would be the idol of hearts, one day. If she gave this up, that day might never come. Sure, her future wasn't lost, but, she was still giving up her happiness for my future. My fists wanted to clench, but I didn't want to hurt that paper precious like diamonds. That small piece of paper holding her dreams like a contract fate was forcing us to sign.

And then, there was that price.... In return for her help, for this monumental sacrifice, she wanted me to let her have Kushi. Memories flooded me of that afternoon, of me calling that idol who really sold her a magic potion a sellout. If I took this deal, it would be I who was a sellout. Because she really kept her promises at least. Whereas I might be about to sacrifice two of the people dearest to me for my own sake.

"I couldn't sell Kushi out like that...what kind of a monster...would I be...if I...." Aki was gonna hate me for this. After she went through all this trouble for me, for me to reject her offer, to reject her the chance to maybe have Kushi's heart, I... I guess it didn't matter now. If she was going to hate me anyway, the least I could do was tell her the truth. "Listen, aki-chan, there's something I have to-"

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As I held my bow for a few moments, Aki approached me and dumped a towl on my head, proceeding to tell me how she didn't want me giving up and patting my hair to dry it. Could it be that's what she was doing before, checking how wet it was? Ah, yeah, that made more sense. Here I went thinking weird things... Not that wasn't saying weird stuff, telling me that she felt uncool that I was honest all of the sudden. And honestly? I had no idea what she was even talking about. Had I not been being honest this entire time? Nonesense! She-

Wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-what was she DOING?! I couldn't even hide the blush when Aki suddenly held my chin up. Aki if you held a guy's in such a romantic way, his heart would misunderstand for sure! Well, it's true I was a girl now, but that only made it hotter.... ah, what was I thinking, there was nothing romantic about this situation! NOTHING. AT. ALL!

Aki asked me to look at some pamphlet she was holding, hah, see what I said? Nothing romantic going on. I grabbed the flyer.

"Hey, Aki-chan, isn't this..." her following words confirmed it. This was an invitation for some kidn of idol competiton with a real spot as an idol as a reward. To be honest, though, she did have a point. If this wasn't a hoax (and at this point I just about ready to believe in gay frogs if I had to), it was just about my best shot at living a decent life from now on. Especially if Aki could really get her father to support me on this new trial of mine. Nonetheless, I couldn't help but feel a little disheartened, and surprisingly, it wasn't because I just turned into a girl, been kicked out of my own house and forced to rely on a friend I just had a fight with to even get out of the rain for a bit. "Aki-chan.... this... Are you sure?"

Tears gathered in my eyes. I didn't deserve this, dammit! None of it! Not becoming a girl, not losing everything, not the seemingly bottomless kindness Aki-chan was showing me after I made her cry. This, this was her dream! She always wanted to be an idol. She was always so full of energy whenever we went karoeke, and we knew it would be her job one day. She would be famous one day. She would be the idol of hearts, one day. If she gave this up, that day might never come. Sure, her future wasn't lost, but, she was still giving up her happiness for my future. My fists wanted to clench, but I didn't want to hurt that paper precious like diamonds. That small piece of paper holding her dreams like a contract fate was forcing us to sign.

And then, there was that price.... In return for her help, for this monumental sacrifice, she wanted me to let her have Kushi. Memories flooded me of that afternoon, of me calling that idol who really sold her a magic potion a sellout. If I took this deal, it would be I who was a sellout. Because she really kept her promises at least. Whereas I might be about to sacrifice two of the people dearest to me for my own sake.

"I couldn't sell Kushi out like that...what kind of a monster...would I be...if I...." Aki was gonna hate me for this. After she went through all this trouble for me, for me to reject her offer, to reject her the chance to maybe have Kushi's heart, I... I guess it didn't matter now. If she was going to hate me anyway, the least I could do was tell her the truth. "Listen, aki-chan, there's something I have to-"

Ceemuhrie · Nov 12, 2018

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Akemi Kojima
time~

In all fairness, I didn't even think about Kushi until his name was brought up. So it's not like I had any real hidden motives, right? ... Right?

I watched Hoki begin speaking, an obvious sign of an internal struggle going on in that big, calculated brain of his... hers. As a woman, his facial expressions were so easy to read. Of course Hoki wouldn't believe that I didn't have hidden motives, or selfish intentions... especially asking upfront right after all of this was happening. Idiot, I cursed at myself. But it was too late to begin explaining now.

"I couldn't sell Kushi out like that..."

Oh, no... here it was. I knew it. I pushed Hoki too far. Hoki was totally going to say no. I should've just held my feelings for Kushi in check, and waited to bring it up later once things were settled. Part of me wanted to cry out and beg for help. I blamed the more selfish part of my nature for that one.

'I'm not asking much in return!' I could've said. Or 'Your help would mean the world to me!' Even my favorite line of the day 'If you were me, you'd hesitate, too'. But look where that last one got us. Sigh. I could bow too, I suppose. Maybe I should do --

The funny thing about butlers is that they always have impeccable timing.

The sound of the lock turning on the door made the hair on my arms stand, the swift rush of the door opening as Kazuya rushed in, fleeing from the torrential downpour made me step back a few times, landing on the small step outside of the foyer, sat on my bottom. His rushed, slightly startled gaze landed on Hoki and I, and he made quick moves to straighten himself out.

"Aki-sama," he huffed, reaching his hand to mine to help me up. "When did you get home? I would have sent a car for you and..." his gaze moved to Hoki, "Your... guest."

"G-gomenezai, Kazuya-san. I was coming back from work and I bumped into... into my friend, here. The rain came so suddenly we just had to run here without calling..." I prayed Kazuya wouldn't use his detective slash butler skills to pry deeper. He had a knack for getting information, and for that, my father loved him. He was particularly good at catching lies -- thinking back, that's how Hoki and I first met, too. Wow, what a fond memory...

"You... ran... in the... rain?" Kazuya's ice cold voice cut through my minor mental distraction.

Now... The only thing more powerful, more unexpected than Kazuya's butler and detective skills... were his over-the-top reactions to what he feels is a failure, on his part, as a butler. He howled his disgraces aloud, my palm sliding over my face as I mouthed a silent 'sorry' toward Hoki. Although, this was a good way to avert a crisis of Kazuya digging too deep before Hoki and I could formulate a plan. But... we were in for an earful.

"I failed you as a butler! I made my sweet Aki-sama and her guest endure the rain. Look at you both, soaked from head to toe! I am a disgrace to butlers across the nation! The NATION, I say! The worst butler in Japan!" I tried to stop his exaggerated ranting to no avail, he continued on, even as I felt my temples start to throb with a forming headache. "I must redeem myself! Come, come, you two. Let me make amends with piping hot dinner and tea. Go now, into the bath with you two. I can't have my failure extend to either of you getting sick! OH, what would your parents say? I am a care taker! One who takes care! Not a care failure. Oh, my, my... hurry you two, inside you go."

Kazuya ushered us from the foyer, forcefully moving us by the door that led to the bathroom. The door that usually led me to relaxing hours and long bubble baths suddenly loomed in front of me like prison gates. My face immediately glowed bright red. I hadn't been prepared for this as an outcome. At all. It was normal for those of the same sex to bathe together. But how could I, knowing that the girl beside me was once Hoki!? Regardless of the outward appearance, inside she was still very much a man!

"L-l-listen," I began, my voice trembling. "W-w-we can't make this weird. Kazuya-san will suspect something. A-and I don't want to get sick..."

Akemi Kojima
time~

In all fairness, I didn't even think about Kushi until his name was brought up. So it's not like I had any real hidden motives, right? ... Right?

I watched Hoki begin speaking, an obvious sign of an internal struggle going on in that big, calculated brain of his... hers. As a woman, his facial expressions were so easy to read. Of course Hoki wouldn't believe that I didn't have hidden motives, or selfish intentions... especially asking upfront right after all of this was happening. Idiot, I cursed at myself. But it was too late to begin explaining now.

"I couldn't sell Kushi out like that..."

Oh, no... here it was. I knew it. I pushed Hoki too far. Hoki was totally going to say no. I should've just held my feelings for Kushi in check, and waited to bring it up later once things were settled. Part of me wanted to cry out and beg for help. I blamed the more selfish part of my nature for that one.

'I'm not asking much in return!' I could've said. Or 'Your help would mean the world to me!' Even my favorite line of the day 'If you were me, you'd hesitate, too'. But look where that last one got us. Sigh. I could bow too, I suppose. Maybe I should do --

The funny thing about butlers is that they always have impeccable timing.

The sound of the lock turning on the door made the hair on my arms stand, the swift rush of the door opening as Kazuya rushed in, fleeing from the torrential downpour made me step back a few times, landing on the small step outside of the foyer, sat on my bottom. His rushed, slightly startled gaze landed on Hoki and I, and he made quick moves to straighten himself out.

"Aki-sama," he huffed, reaching his hand to mine to help me up. "When did you get home? I would have sent a car for you and..." his gaze moved to Hoki, "Your... guest."

"G-gomenezai, Kazuya-san. I was coming back from work and I bumped into... into my friend, here. The rain came so suddenly we just had to run here without calling..." I prayed Kazuya wouldn't use his detective slash butler skills to pry deeper. He had a knack for getting information, and for that, my father loved him. He was particularly good at catching lies -- thinking back, that's how Hoki and I first met, too. Wow, what a fond memory...

"You... ran... in the... rain?" Kazuya's ice cold voice cut through my minor mental distraction.

Now... The only thing more powerful, more unexpected than Kazuya's butler and detective skills... were his over-the-top reactions to what he feels is a failure, on his part, as a butler. He howled his disgraces aloud, my palm sliding over my face as I mouthed a silent 'sorry' toward Hoki. Although, this was a good way to avert a crisis of Kazuya digging too deep before Hoki and I could formulate a plan. But... we were in for an earful.

"I failed you as a butler! I made my sweet Aki-sama and her guest endure the rain. Look at you both, soaked from head to toe! I am a disgrace to butlers across the nation! The NATION, I say! The worst butler in Japan!" I tried to stop his exaggerated ranting to no avail, he continued on, even as I felt my temples start to throb with a forming headache. "I must redeem myself! Come, come, you two. Let me make amends with piping hot dinner and tea. Go now, into the bath with you two. I can't have my failure extend to either of you getting sick! OH, what would your parents say? I am a care taker! One who takes care! Not a care failure. Oh, my, my... hurry you two, inside you go."

Kazuya ushered us from the foyer, forcefully moving us by the door that led to the bathroom. The door that usually led me to relaxing hours and long bubble baths suddenly loomed in front of me like prison gates. My face immediately glowed bright red. I hadn't been prepared for this as an outcome. At all. It was normal for those of the same sex to bathe together. But how could I, knowing that the girl beside me was once Hoki!? Regardless of the outward appearance, inside she was still very much a man!

"L-l-listen," I began, my voice trembling. "W-w-we can't make this weird. Kazuya-san will suspect something. A-and I don't want to get sick..."

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I knew that Aki loved Kushi- heck, I'm pretty sure the half of the school knew about it. Obviously hearing me phrase this as selling him out wouldn't leave something of an impact in her. And that impact was what, of all things, caused the sudden awkward silence that befell that house at that moment whle I resolved myself to speak up. Yet, just as I gathered my courage anwas about to confess the truth:

"Aki-sama..." The sound of a familiar old man's accompanied the sound of the opening door and the increased volume of the rain. Sure enough, he didn't recognize me either. In a way it was relief, but in another... His mere presence was like that day over half a decade ago. His towering height, his rough but refined and well-cared hands of a hardworking professional butler, that mustache I thought of as very silly as a kid, but came to admire a little as I gre up, considering growing one myself even. Not that that was going to happen now, given the circumstances. I guess I could still grow a mustache, a pratically red one like the one Kazuya used to have (even though by hte time I met him, that was barely visible with all that greying), but a girl with a mustache would get sent to the circus wouldn't she? It was helpless. Just like that day, I was worlds apart from the man that stood before me.

Wait a minute! Back then, Kazuya was really good at seeing through lies, wasn't he? Wasn't this relaly bad? Kazuya was a super dedicated butler, if we found out what happened today...

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*Made Aki cry
*Didn't do his duty in the classroom
*Drank Aki's potion
*Came into their home uninvited
*Made Aki get soaked in the rain
*Didn't immediately accept Aki's offer and even suggested that offer was making him sell his friend out to her
*In the way of Aki's romance
*Almost made Aki give up her dream
*Yet to explain why he went away all those years ago

Appropriate Kazuya Punishment:
DEATH!!!

EEEP! My heart beat faster than it ever had before as I witnessed the back and forth between Aki and her butler. That time, even if he had seen through Aki's lie, he had let it slide, right? That time. Would he be so generous again? Aaaaaah, Aki seemed to be handling this well enough, maybe I could relax a little, I mean I guess it was pretty normal for a highschool girl to bring home some friends now and then, but wait, maybe for rich girls like her there were some kidn of rules, like, maybe she had to submit a form or something like "at leats two weeks prior to brining the friend over under penal offense 67B" ...ahh, maybe, no, but perhaps I.. what I... My head was spinning, I wasn't processing what was even being said, and before I knew it Kazuya declared that I and Aki had to go take a bath immediately and pulled us away so we couldn't refuse. It was a relief he didn't see through our lies yet, but...

I was about to take a bath.

A bath.

In this girl's body.

With my face steaming red, I tried to resist Kazuya's grip. I might not be ahighly trained butler, but I was still a highschool boy, about to reach my prime you know! Yet my body felt so weak. It wasn't just I couldn't budge an inch, I felt like a bag of potatoes being dragged through the ground, except at least a sack has weight (and potatoes). Now we stood with the bathroom door open before us like the gates of hell. I gulped, knowing I wouldn't be able to escape having to go inside. Having to take a bath as a girl. Without my little buddy down there, but two bigger ones a little above. Maybe I just didn't look at Aki this wouldn't be so bad? Obviously I couldn't go peeping on her, but since this was my body now...maybe it wouldn't be so bad. In fact, it might be my one chance to...

Hey, hey, what the hell was I THINKING?! If I went in lookinglike this, that would pratically be accepting this fate of becoming a girl! No, I couldn't stand by it!

"Kazuya-san, please give me a blindfold! I can't bath without a blindfold! I uh... I'm really afraid of drowning, so I don't like to look at the water when I bath!" Would that even work with this perceptive butler? But I had no choice to try, even if it was contrived.
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I knew that Aki loved Kushi- heck, I'm pretty sure the half of the school knew about it. Obviously hearing me phrase this as selling him out wouldn't leave something of an impact in her. And that impact was what, of all things, caused the sudden awkward silence that befell that house at that moment whle I resolved myself to speak up. Yet, just as I gathered my courage anwas about to confess the truth:

"Aki-sama..." The sound of a familiar old man's accompanied the sound of the opening door and the increased volume of the rain. Sure enough, he didn't recognize me either. In a way it was relief, but in another... His mere presence was like that day over half a decade ago. His towering height, his rough but refined and well-cared hands of a hardworking professional butler, that mustache I thought of as very silly as a kid, but came to admire a little as I gre up, considering growing one myself even. Not that that was going to happen now, given the circumstances. I guess I could still grow a mustache, a pratically red one like the one Kazuya used to have (even though by hte time I met him, that was barely visible with all that greying), but a girl with a mustache would get sent to the circus wouldn't she? It was helpless. Just like that day, I was worlds apart from the man that stood before me.

Wait a minute! Back then, Kazuya was really good at seeing through lies, wasn't he? Wasn't this relaly bad? Kazuya was a super dedicated butler, if we found out what happened today...

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*Made Aki cry
*Didn't do his duty in the classroom
*Drank Aki's potion
*Came into their home uninvited
*Made Aki get soaked in the rain
*Didn't immediately accept Aki's offer and even suggested that offer was making him sell his friend out to her
*In the way of Aki's romance
*Almost made Aki give up her dream
*Yet to explain why he went away all those years ago

Appropriate Kazuya Punishment:
DEATH!!!

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EEEP! My heart beat faster than it ever had before as I witnessed the back and forth between Aki and her butler. That time, even if he had seen through Aki's lie, he had let it slide, right? That time. Would he be so generous again? Aaaaaah, Aki seemed to be handling this well enough, maybe I could relax a little, I mean I guess it was pretty normal for a highschool girl to bring home some friends now and then, but wait, maybe for rich girls like her there were some kidn of rules, like, maybe she had to submit a form or something like "at leats two weeks prior to brining the friend over under penal offense 67B" ...ahh, maybe, no, but perhaps I.. what I... My head was spinning, I wasn't processing what was even being said, and before I knew it Kazuya declared that I and Aki had to go take a bath immediately and pulled us away so we couldn't refuse. It was a relief he didn't see through our lies yet, but...

I was about to take a bath.

A bath.

In this girl's body.

With my face steaming red, I tried to resist Kazuya's grip. I might not be ahighly trained butler, but I was still a highschool boy, about to reach my prime you know! Yet my body felt so weak. It wasn't just I couldn't budge an inch, I felt like a bag of potatoes being dragged through the ground, except at least a sack has weight (and potatoes). Now we stood with the bathroom door open before us like the gates of hell. I gulped, knowing I wouldn't be able to escape having to go inside. Having to take a bath as a girl. Without my little buddy down there, but two bigger ones a little above. Maybe I just didn't look at Aki this wouldn't be so bad? Obviously I couldn't go peeping on her, but since this was my body now...maybe it wouldn't be so bad. In fact, it might be my one chance to...

Hey, hey, what the hell was I THINKING?! If I went in lookinglike this, that would pratically be accepting this fate of becoming a girl! No, I couldn't stand by it!

"Kazuya-san, please give me a blindfold! I can't bath without a blindfold! I uh... I'm really afraid of drowning, so I don't like to look at the water when I bath!" Would that even work with this perceptive butler? But I had no choice to try, even if it was contrived.

Ceemuhrie · Nov 17, 2018

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Akemi Kojima
Night time~

I stared at the doors in dread. If I could universally compare how I felt, it would be the equivalent of pirates walking the plank. Here I was, the proud pirate, Hoki was the rowdy troublemaker pirate and Kazuya... Kazuya was the captain, the house was his ship. And... The bath... that was the shark infested waters.

I had already accepted my fate. I was going in that bath.

Kazuya-san, please give me a blindfold! I can't bath without a blindfold! I uh... I'm really afraid of drowning, so I don't like to look at the water when I bath!

My ears suddenly perked up when Hoki asked for a blindfold and, if I was entirely honest, the excuse that was made up... the fear of drowning... that was one-hundred percent not the first scenario that popped into my brain.

I glanced to Hoki, and that bashful face did nothing to deter my thinking.

The scenario I envisioned involved barely enough bubbles to hide our unmentionable pieces of body, nubile thighs and wet stomachs... and that shrill new voice of Hoki's asking me to stop washing her back because it tickled... all as she was blindfolded. I shook my head to clear the image out, but could only imagine what Hoki would sound like, whimpering from being tickled by the bath sponge. And that sound seemed to almost echo.

I'd never, in my wildest dreams, dreamt of something so... so... LEWD! Aahh! I would never wash Hoki's back. Never, never, never.

Kazuya stood in silence... watching curiously at the interactions and internal struggle both of us seemed to be having. That instinct of his kicking in, wondering what exactly was being hidden. Was his young miss... dare he ask... coming out of the closet? What happened to that boy, ah, what's his name... in the diary entry? Not... not that he read it, or anything...

"Ne, Kazuya-san! We must have something! We can't j-just put our guests out like this! Look at her! It's a severe fear! Severe, I-I say! What kind of hosts are we if we can't even produce a simple blindfold!?" I tried my hardest to sound earnest, my face finally returning to normal color.

Now, we are a rich family and, unlike most modern day fictions, we didn't have fifty shades of weird in our household... nor any kind of 'red rooms'. So I wasn't too sure what Kazuya could really offer in this case as a blindfold specifically. Until, in his flamboyant fashion, he whipped the very tie from his neck, knelt and offered the long black fabric like a tribute to Hoki.

I could feel my lower lip twitching. If there is one thing to be thankful for, I'd like to call it 'Overloaded Butler Activation Mode'. Activated whenever I questioned the service or hospitality in our home. It also helped me get out of having to make up extra long lies. But... He really was too much, however, at this point, I would take what I could get.

"Aki-sama's guest... please take this. 'Tis all I can offer in my humble servitude. May it calm you in your fears."

"I-I'll be going in first, then," I could feel the steam ready to pour out of my ears again, so I strode forward into bath. I removed my slippers and placed them by the door, my toes feeling the cold tile against my feet as I wandered further into the bath. Okay, I would just start the bathwater, which I did, reminding myself to be normal, be cool. I wouldn't undress... not yet.

It was always set up nice and neat in here, thanks to Kazuya. Usually one stool set out by the showering area, and a large mirror and a shower caddy and rinse bucket by the wall. With a gulp, I grabbed a second stool and moved the caddy closer. Then I moved the stool further... and further. And further. Without going back to the entrance of the bath, there was no way I could feel comfortable showering and bathing this close to Hoki. Even with a blindfold.

What had we gotten ourselves into? I palmed my face, just in time to hear the bathroom door softly clack closed.

Gulp.

Akemi Kojima
Night time~

I stared at the doors in dread. If I could universally compare how I felt, it would be the equivalent of pirates walking the plank. Here I was, the proud pirate, Hoki was the rowdy troublemaker pirate and Kazuya... Kazuya was the captain, the house was his ship. And... The bath... that was the shark infested waters.

I had already accepted my fate. I was going in that bath.

Kazuya-san, please give me a blindfold! I can't bath without a blindfold! I uh... I'm really afraid of drowning, so I don't like to look at the water when I bath!

My ears suddenly perked up when Hoki asked for a blindfold and, if I was entirely honest, the excuse that was made up... the fear of drowning... that was one-hundred percent not the first scenario that popped into my brain.

I glanced to Hoki, and that bashful face did nothing to deter my thinking.

The scenario I envisioned involved barely enough bubbles to hide our unmentionable pieces of body, nubile thighs and wet stomachs... and that shrill new voice of Hoki's asking me to stop washing her back because it tickled... all as she was blindfolded. I shook my head to clear the image out, but could only imagine what Hoki would sound like, whimpering from being tickled by the bath sponge. And that sound seemed to almost echo.

I'd never, in my wildest dreams, dreamt of something so... so... LEWD! Aahh! I would never wash Hoki's back. Never, never, never.

Kazuya stood in silence... watching curiously at the interactions and internal struggle both of us seemed to be having. That instinct of his kicking in, wondering what exactly was being hidden. Was his young miss... dare he ask... coming out of the closet? What happened to that boy, ah, what's his name... in the diary entry? Not... not that he read it, or anything...

"Ne, Kazuya-san! We must have something! We can't j-just put our guests out like this! Look at her! It's a severe fear! Severe, I-I say! What kind of hosts are we if we can't even produce a simple blindfold!?" I tried my hardest to sound earnest, my face finally returning to normal color.

Now, we are a rich family and, unlike most modern day fictions, we didn't have fifty shades of weird in our household... nor any kind of 'red rooms'. So I wasn't too sure what Kazuya could really offer in this case as a blindfold specifically. Until, in his flamboyant fashion, he whipped the very tie from his neck, knelt and offered the long black fabric like a tribute to Hoki.

I could feel my lower lip twitching. If there is one thing to be thankful for, I'd like to call it 'Overloaded Butler Activation Mode'. Activated whenever I questioned the service or hospitality in our home. It also helped me get out of having to make up extra long lies. But... He really was too much, however, at this point, I would take what I could get.

"Aki-sama's guest... please take this. 'Tis all I can offer in my humble servitude. May it calm you in your fears."

"I-I'll be going in first, then," I could feel the steam ready to pour out of my ears again, so I strode forward into bath. I removed my slippers and placed them by the door, my toes feeling the cold tile against my feet as I wandered further into the bath. Okay, I would just start the bathwater, which I did, reminding myself to be normal, be cool. I wouldn't undress... not yet.

It was always set up nice and neat in here, thanks to Kazuya. Usually one stool set out by the showering area, and a large mirror and a shower caddy and rinse bucket by the wall. With a gulp, I grabbed a second stool and moved the caddy closer. Then I moved the stool further... and further. And further. Without going back to the entrance of the bath, there was no way I could feel comfortable showering and bathing this close to Hoki. Even with a blindfold.

What had we gotten ourselves into? I palmed my face, just in time to hear the bathroom door softly clack closed.

Gulp.

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Silence. Just simple, skeptical silence.

Kazuya simply kept staring at me, with that fully towering presence of his, that dwarfing presence of his. My fingers were gradually getting closer together, trembling slightly and refusing to bend or straighten. Maybe I should just go in with my eyes closed? I didn't know how long I could actually keep them closed, especially if I hit something by accident or curiosity got the better of me, but at this rate it didn't seem as though Kazuya was going to be that merciful. But then, like a hero, Aki interviened right at the right moment, questioning the service and hospitality of a home that can fulfill such a simple request as that of a blindfold. That's right, Aki was here too! Surely she wouldn't want to bathe with a guy either, especially not me!

<Gut Joob!> I commended Aki in my head, slipping a thumbs up behind my back. Her reasons were a bit of a stretch, but then again, so were mine. If nothing else though, the duo of excuses seemed to have a real effect on Kazuya, who took action my swiftly and humbly removing his tie and kneeling in front of me. I found one of my feet stepping back. He really was willing to take it this far? With his hesitation, his demeanor, it seemed as though that tie might of dear importance to him. He was giving me something that important, just for my convenience.

"I-I couldn't..." It was like that dialema all over again. Whether it was offering a precious tie or offering your chances at realizing your dream, Jesus were they both alike. And what about me? Simply riding on their kindness. A kindness I didn't deserve. Not that I deserved the pain either. Still, looking at these two, so earnest, so dedicated. Throwing their kindness away... Wouldn't that be just as awful? I gulped and reached a hand for Kazuya's tie. "Alright. I'll take it. Thank you very much, Kazuya-san. I'll be sure to repay you this kindness some day."

I began blindfolding myself, hearing Aki declare that she was going into the bath first. I doubted Kazuya would just let me wait for her to get out since he insisted on us bathing together earlier. I gulped again, and approached the door.

Of course, I was doing so in complete darkness. The tie was pitch-black, so I felt like a toddler taking his...hers...first steps, as I crossed the door and held it tightly as I closed it again behind me. I sighed and began removing my shirt. The fabric was slowly released from my skin, pockets of water sliding down my arms already. Peeling ut those soaked clothes was like a snake sheeding it's skin: I could feel air making contact again, sneding shivers through every inch of me. While my body externally relaxed due to being released from the weight of the clothes, especially those two things attached to my chest, internally everything was stiff with everything that was building up and the ever-present awareness of my own situation.

I was a GIRL now. A girl. A girl. My brain hadn't even had the chance to process it right. It still felt so...fake. Naturally, I was a guy still so this was as it should be. But still, I wish I could at least calm down a little, clear my head. Maybe a shower would help?

I stumbled towards where I assumed the stool was. After feeling the air for a bit, I eventually found a wall, then the mirror and finally the shower itself. I sat on the stool, sighed again. Hopefully this bath would help me relax. I smiled just a little, and turned on the shower.

The first sensation was that of the hot water reaching my new hair, removing little bits of leaves still stuck there. The second was that hair and water reaching my ears up top and the blindfold. The third sensation was the blindfold starting to slip down. I panicked, my mind went blank for a second there as the "blindfold" fell around my neck like a black scarf.

Across from me, a girl sat within the mirror. She was a very cute girl, definitely my type. She had nice long redd-ish hair, a pair of sweet purple eyes that stared at me in terror, a well-curved body and nice boo-

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!"

This couldn't be, it was a nightmare, but she was pretty dreamy, no that wa sme, ah stupid stop, no, wait, why, I AAAAAAAH!!!!

I entered the bath with my eyes closed. I was stumbling even worse than before, this time basically just crawling my way to the bath while asking if I was going in the right direction, like a game of hot and cold. The "blindfold" was back around my eyes, and I even made a point of properly closing my eyes this time, but the image was still burned into my mind, which is why I shook my head so hard when I entered the actual bath that I had to fix the "blindfold" again.

I couldn't catch any breaks. Whatever I was even thinking about before, I just couldn't track it again. Ah, that's right... This was my body now. With warm water all around me, I could finally tell. Was there even a way to go back? I guess not. I mean this was magic we were dealing with, or some special drug or something. Real life is always harder than manga, and even manga characters don't get a solution until like, fifty chapters in. I would need to start a new life, and I had no one to back me up. No one except Aki. She was going to pratically singlehandly fix all my current major problems, at least as far as getting a way to live goes. She was so kind... even going as far as to give up her dream. And her price, was Kushi.

"How about this, when the teacher calls your name, I'll get your assignment. That way you won't have to be scared and end beign made fun of. Yeah, let's do that. I won't let you say no."

Kushi...he had me all figured out even back then. It wouldn't be right of me to trick your heart. In the first place, he wasn't one to love someone who's just a fake. He was too good at people for that. He wanted something genuine. Something real. A real Aki-chan.

I sighed.

"Aki-chan. I've decided. I'll take your offer, I'll win that thing and become an idol. And you will have Kushi's heart, under one condition." I stood up and pointed in the direction I heard Aki's voice coming from. "I will not trick Kushi! I will not lie to him to get him to fall in love with you! If I'm going to help you get with Kushi, it's going to be the real you, the REAL Akemi Kojima!"

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Silence. Just simple, skeptical silence.

Kazuya simply kept staring at me, with that fully towering presence of his, that dwarfing presence of his. My fingers were gradually getting closer together, trembling slightly and refusing to bend or straighten. Maybe I should just go in with my eyes closed? I didn't know how long I could actually keep them closed, especially if I hit something by accident or curiosity got the better of me, but at this rate it didn't seem as though Kazuya was going to be that merciful. But then, like a hero, Aki interviened right at the right moment, questioning the service and hospitality of a home that can fulfill such a simple request as that of a blindfold. That's right, Aki was here too! Surely she wouldn't want to bathe with a guy either, especially not me!

<Gut Joob!> I commended Aki in my head, slipping a thumbs up behind my back. Her reasons were a bit of a stretch, but then again, so were mine. If nothing else though, the duo of excuses seemed to have a real effect on Kazuya, who took action my swiftly and humbly removing his tie and kneeling in front of me. I found one of my feet stepping back. He really was willing to take it this far? With his hesitation, his demeanor, it seemed as though that tie might of dear importance to him. He was giving me something that important, just for my convenience.

"I-I couldn't..." It was like that dialema all over again. Whether it was offering a precious tie or offering your chances at realizing your dream, Jesus were they both alike. And what about me? Simply riding on their kindness. A kindness I didn't deserve. Not that I deserved the pain either. Still, looking at these two, so earnest, so dedicated. Throwing their kindness away... Wouldn't that be just as awful? I gulped and reached a hand for Kazuya's tie. "Alright. I'll take it. Thank you very much, Kazuya-san. I'll be sure to repay you this kindness some day."

I began blindfolding myself, hearing Aki declare that she was going into the bath first. I doubted Kazuya would just let me wait for her to get out since he insisted on us bathing together earlier. I gulped again, and approached the door.

Of course, I was doing so in complete darkness. The tie was pitch-black, so I felt like a toddler taking his...hers...first steps, as I crossed the door and held it tightly as I closed it again behind me. I sighed and began removing my shirt. The fabric was slowly released from my skin, pockets of water sliding down my arms already. Peeling ut those soaked clothes was like a snake sheeding it's skin: I could feel air making contact again, sneding shivers through every inch of me. While my body externally relaxed due to being released from the weight of the clothes, especially those two things attached to my chest, internally everything was stiff with everything that was building up and the ever-present awareness of my own situation.

I was a GIRL now. A girl. A girl. My brain hadn't even had the chance to process it right. It still felt so...fake. Naturally, I was a guy still so this was as it should be. But still, I wish I could at least calm down a little, clear my head. Maybe a shower would help?

I stumbled towards where I assumed the stool was. After feeling the air for a bit, I eventually found a wall, then the mirror and finally the shower itself. I sat on the stool, sighed again. Hopefully this bath would help me relax. I smiled just a little, and turned on the shower.

The first sensation was that of the hot water reaching my new hair, removing little bits of leaves still stuck there. The second was that hair and water reaching my ears up top and the blindfold. The third sensation was the blindfold starting to slip down. I panicked, my mind went blank for a second there as the "blindfold" fell around my neck like a black scarf.

Across from me, a girl sat within the mirror. She was a very cute girl, definitely my type. She had nice long redd-ish hair, a pair of sweet purple eyes that stared at me in terror, a well-curved body and nice boo-

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!"

This couldn't be, it was a nightmare, but she was pretty dreamy, no that wa sme, ah stupid stop, no, wait, why, I AAAAAAAH!!!!

I entered the bath with my eyes closed. I was stumbling even worse than before, this time basically just crawling my way to the bath while asking if I was going in the right direction, like a game of hot and cold. The "blindfold" was back around my eyes, and I even made a point of properly closing my eyes this time, but the image was still burned into my mind, which is why I shook my head so hard when I entered the actual bath that I had to fix the "blindfold" again.

I couldn't catch any breaks. Whatever I was even thinking about before, I just couldn't track it again. Ah, that's right... This was my body now. With warm water all around me, I could finally tell. Was there even a way to go back? I guess not. I mean this was magic we were dealing with, or some special drug or something. Real life is always harder than manga, and even manga characters don't get a solution until like, fifty chapters in. I would need to start a new life, and I had no one to back me up. No one except Aki. She was going to pratically singlehandly fix all my current major problems, at least as far as getting a way to live goes. She was so kind... even going as far as to give up her dream. And her price, was Kushi.

"How about this, when the teacher calls your name, I'll get your assignment. That way you won't have to be scared and end beign made fun of. Yeah, let's do that. I won't let you say no."

Kushi...he had me all figured out even back then. It wouldn't be right of me to trick your heart. In the first place, he wasn't one to love someone who's just a fake. He was too good at people for that. He wanted something genuine. Something real. A real Aki-chan.

I sighed.

"Aki-chan. I've decided. I'll take your offer, I'll win that thing and become an idol. And you will have Kushi's heart, under one condition." I stood up and pointed in the direction I heard Aki's voice coming from. "I will not trick Kushi! I will not lie to him to get him to fall in love with you! If I'm going to help you get with Kushi, it's going to be the real you, the REAL Akemi Kojima!"

Ceemuhrie · Nov 22, 2018

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Akemi Kojima
Bath time~

I watched Hoki stumble and fumble around in the blindfold, more embarrassed for him than I was for me. At one point, I even offered him a small guide, little directions around the shower as he crawled around. I sighed... so hopeless. But even still, I couldn't find the nerve, couldn't find the coldness to turn him away.

Not when he needed me.

Even if Hoki didn't help Kushi fall in love with me - though I would admit to being bummed.

Once I'd confirmed that those eyes were properly blindfolded, I stripped bare, careful to avoid getting too close to Hoki in fear that I'd sneak a peek, or worse... That blindfold would fall and he'd be the one sneaking peeks. I was suddenly so much more aware of my body than he was of his. His skin looked so soft. In this form, he could quite honestly be the most perfect girl I'd ever laid eyes on. He became so... pretty. I looked away - keep it together, girl! I'd glanced over again, feeling a slight pang of jealousy that I thought was dormant in my chest.

After I showered and comfortably settled in the bath tub, I became aware of how aware Hoki was of his new body. ... And I've never seen a human turn THAT shade of red. A shrill cry rang out in the bath and I'd panicked, wondering if Kazuya noticed! But no one came to check up, so I assumed things were fine for the most part and by that time, Hoki was already calming himself down.

After his miniature spazz attack, I leaned my head on the edge of the bath tub, covering my face with a hot wash cloth, breathing in the steam, the only sound in the entire bathroom for the longest time being droplets of water, falling from the faucet into the bath, once every few seconds. I'd been so relaxed for a brief moment that when the water in the bath tub shifted I stirred lazily and then immediately retracted as far back as I could, watching Hoki's girlish form sink into the tub, trembling and unsure (most likely because of balance). I wondered for a moment if he knew how close I actually was.

My ears felt hot, and I felt (for the first time) unsure in my own skin. Maybe once, a long while ago, we shared a bath as kids. But back then, we were just that: kids. But now... as I glanced at Hoki's lock hair, smooth skin... a pang of jealousy hit me. Unfamiliar with the feeling, I dismissed it. I've never been jealous of another woman - minus the famous ones - and though he was physically, inside on a mental level, Hoki was definitely a man. So why was I jealous?

"Aki-chan. I've decided. I'll take your offer."

The start of his phrase prompted me to sit up, the wash cloth sliding down from my face, which revealed his small fingers pointing to the diagonal corner of the bath. But there was a condition. That in order to get his help, I'd have to be myself. No facades. Just the real, opinionated, loud and selfish Aki. No putting up the perfect image. Kushi was definitely worth that, I could agree on that.

But... could love love someone... like me? Someone with brains and not just interested in the latest trends, someone who was actually a crybaby behind closed doors? Someone overly opinionated, and aggressive when wrong? I'd heard from the grapevine that he liked girls that were like idols, and in that life style, girls like that were agreeable, always cheerful, complacent even. What if... he chose Hoki's new form over me? I glanced up, Hoki's finger still in the diagonal corned of the bath. I hadn't been 100% me for so long... did I even know who I was? Who I wantd to be?

"..." I reached my hand, and moved his slender finger straight ahead. There was no reason to not let him know that I was sat in front of him, if we were being honest. And I didn't want it to be a shock to him if that blindfold fell again. Though... with the earlier reaction to his own body, I was also worried how he'd react to being in the same tub. "I-I can be the real me. Though... it isn't a stretch to say that... being me... it's kind of... frightening."

Akemi Kojima
Bath time~

I watched Hoki stumble and fumble around in the blindfold, more embarrassed for him than I was for me. At one point, I even offered him a small guide, little directions around the shower as he crawled around. I sighed... so hopeless. But even still, I couldn't find the nerve, couldn't find the coldness to turn him away.

Not when he needed me.

Even if Hoki didn't help Kushi fall in love with me - though I would admit to being bummed.

Once I'd confirmed that those eyes were properly blindfolded, I stripped bare, careful to avoid getting too close to Hoki in fear that I'd sneak a peek, or worse... That blindfold would fall and he'd be the one sneaking peeks. I was suddenly so much more aware of my body than he was of his. His skin looked so soft. In this form, he could quite honestly be the most perfect girl I'd ever laid eyes on. He became so... pretty. I looked away - keep it together, girl! I'd glanced over again, feeling a slight pang of jealousy that I thought was dormant in my chest.

After I showered and comfortably settled in the bath tub, I became aware of how aware Hoki was of his new body. ... And I've never seen a human turn THAT shade of red. A shrill cry rang out in the bath and I'd panicked, wondering if Kazuya noticed! But no one came to check up, so I assumed things were fine for the most part and by that time, Hoki was already calming himself down.

After his miniature spazz attack, I leaned my head on the edge of the bath tub, covering my face with a hot wash cloth, breathing in the steam, the only sound in the entire bathroom for the longest time being droplets of water, falling from the faucet into the bath, once every few seconds. I'd been so relaxed for a brief moment that when the water in the bath tub shifted I stirred lazily and then immediately retracted as far back as I could, watching Hoki's girlish form sink into the tub, trembling and unsure (most likely because of balance). I wondered for a moment if he knew how close I actually was.

My ears felt hot, and I felt (for the first time) unsure in my own skin. Maybe once, a long while ago, we shared a bath as kids. But back then, we were just that: kids. But now... as I glanced at Hoki's lock hair, smooth skin... a pang of jealousy hit me. Unfamiliar with the feeling, I dismissed it. I've never been jealous of another woman - minus the famous ones - and though he was physically, inside on a mental level, Hoki was definitely a man. So why was I jealous?

"Aki-chan. I've decided. I'll take your offer."

The start of his phrase prompted me to sit up, the wash cloth sliding down from my face, which revealed his small fingers pointing to the diagonal corner of the bath. But there was a condition. That in order to get his help, I'd have to be myself. No facades. Just the real, opinionated, loud and selfish Aki. No putting up the perfect image. Kushi was definitely worth that, I could agree on that.

But... could love love someone... like me? Someone with brains and not just interested in the latest trends, someone who was actually a crybaby behind closed doors? Someone overly opinionated, and aggressive when wrong? I'd heard from the grapevine that he liked girls that were like idols, and in that life style, girls like that were agreeable, always cheerful, complacent even. What if... he chose Hoki's new form over me? I glanced up, Hoki's finger still in the diagonal corned of the bath. I hadn't been 100% me for so long... did I even know who I was? Who I wantd to be?

"..." I reached my hand, and moved his slender finger straight ahead. There was no reason to not let him know that I was sat in front of him, if we were being honest. And I didn't want it to be a shock to him if that blindfold fell again. Though... with the earlier reaction to his own body, I was also worried how he'd react to being in the same tub. "I-I can be the real me. Though... it isn't a stretch to say that... being me... it's kind of... frightening."[/font]

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I held back the urge to jump in place when Aki directed my arm to the correct location, though I couldn't squeaking briefly from the surprise. I still did my best to get my speech through, and thankfully Aki seemed to accept it...for the most part.

"I can't make new dreams in Kushi's heart, so I can't gurantee that he will fall for you. However, I will do everything in my power to make sure he does. That he falls in love with you, Aki-chan, not with an imaginary Aki-chan. And if he doesn't, I'll be here to support you beyond that as well, whether you want me to or not. If I fail it will be my failure, and I will own up to it, but don't you think that if he doesn't accept you as you are, that you wouldn't be happy together? All you would be doing is pretending to be happy, and he would just be being tricked."

I shut my mouth after I said that. I probably shouldn't have. I didn't want Aki to be frightened, but that was probably the wrong way to go about it. It was a little too heavy, she was bound to take it the wrong way and things would be even more awkward than they were now. I needed to change the topic at least.

"A-a-a-anyway, Aki-chan, would you pass me the shampoo?"

I tried to keep any conversational at a minimum for the rest of the bath. I wanted to dispell some of the awkwardness as soon as possible, but I didn't know how much I could take while being naked in this new body. I left the bath rather quickly and went ahead to dress myself. Come to think of it though, I didn't bring any extra clothes did I? Would I be wearing my wet uniform? No, Kazuya would never let me have any of that. Maybe Aki-chan's father had some smaller spare clothes that would fit me? I could feel clothes in the basket, but they felt a lot softer and lighter than I would have expected. I guess rich people did have very different standards from my own after all. The realization didn't hit me until I fully opened my eyes having removes the tie serving as a blindfold, and immediately the red returned to my face for my in my hands was one long simple light green dress.

"What the hell is this?! You're not telling me I have to wear this? Do you seriously have nothing that fits me? Kazuya, why would you have picked something like this for a gu-" My mouth forze in place. Ah, right. Of course it turned out this way. And yet... I looked at the rest of the basket. Bras, several of them in various sizes, and a pair of panties, plus socks. I fell on my hands and knees, the dress accidentally falling on top of me like a cloak over a bum. For a lot of guys, this would be like a dream, getting so up close and personal with a girl and their underwear, but considering I was going to have to wear that underwear.... "I can't accept this! My mainly pride! You chose the worst time to take a break!"

With no choice, I put the dress in the basket again and blindfolded myself. Then I sat near the bath entrance hugging my legs, tapping the floor with my toes as I waited for Aki-chan.

"Aki-chan help me..." My voice was as if in the verge of tears. I pointed towards the clothes Kazuya left for me. "I-... I don't know how to put those on."

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I held back the urge to jump in place when Aki directed my arm to the correct location, though I couldn't squeaking briefly from the surprise. I still did my best to get my speech through, and thankfully Aki seemed to accept it...for the most part.

"I can't make new dreams in Kushi's heart, so I can't gurantee that he will fall for you. However, I will do everything in my power to make sure he does. That he falls in love with you, Aki-chan, not with an imaginary Aki-chan. And if he doesn't, I'll be here to support you beyond that as well, whether you want me to or not. If I fail it will be my failure, and I will own up to it, but don't you think that if he doesn't accept you as you are, that you wouldn't be happy together? All you would be doing is pretending to be happy, and he would just be being tricked."

I shut my mouth after I said that. I probably shouldn't have. I didn't want Aki to be frightened, but that was probably the wrong way to go about it. It was a little too heavy, she was bound to take it the wrong way and things would be even more awkward than they were now. I needed to change the topic at least.

"A-a-a-anyway, Aki-chan, would you pass me the shampoo?"

I tried to keep any conversational at a minimum for the rest of the bath. I wanted to dispell some of the awkwardness as soon as possible, but I didn't know how much I could take while being naked in this new body. I left the bath rather quickly and went ahead to dress myself. Come to think of it though, I didn't bring any extra clothes did I? Would I be wearing my wet uniform? No, Kazuya would never let me have any of that. Maybe Aki-chan's father had some smaller spare clothes that would fit me? I could feel clothes in the basket, but they felt a lot softer and lighter than I would have expected. I guess rich people did have very different standards from my own after all. The realization didn't hit me until I fully opened my eyes having removes the tie serving as a blindfold, and immediately the red returned to my face for my in my hands was one long simple light green dress.

"What the hell is this?! You're not telling me I have to wear this? Do you seriously have nothing that fits me? Kazuya, why would you have picked something like this for a gu-" My mouth forze in place. Ah, right. Of course it turned out this way. And yet... I looked at the rest of the basket. Bras, several of them in various sizes, and a pair of panties, plus socks. I fell on my hands and knees, the dress accidentally falling on top of me like a cloak over a bum. For a lot of guys, this would be like a dream, getting so up close and personal with a girl and their underwear, but considering I was going to have to wear that underwear.... "I can't accept this! My mainly pride! You chose the worst time to take a break!"

With no choice, I put the dress in the basket again and blindfolded myself. Then I sat near the bath entrance hugging my legs, tapping the floor with my toes as I waited for Aki-chan.

"Aki-chan help me..." My voice was as if in the verge of tears. I pointed towards the clothes Kazuya left for me. "I-... I don't know how to put those on."

Ceemuhrie · Nov 26, 2018

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Akemi Kojima
Bath time~

It was definitely awkward now. Sure, Hoki had a point. What was the point in pretending to be happy all the time, if it was fake? If anything, being myself and really trying to win's Kushi's heart should've made me happy. I could be me. So why was I... so afraid? This was such an unsettling feeling.

It was apparent that Hoki was ready to change the subject as he stammered a bit and asked for shampoos and soaps, to which I obliged and handed off when asked, and used after he was done. To put some space between us, I sat in the bath for a bit longer, even after Hoki left and wondered for a moment how things would play out. I leaned off the edge of the bathtub, the bath was still steamy from all the hot water, but I could clearly make out Hoki's porcelain-like skin and backside, even at this distance.

Would Hoki tell me things that Kushi liked? Or maybe he'd set us up in locations to 'accidentally' meet up? Was this going to be some kind of rom-com anime where the third wheel actually ends up being the love interest? Or, even weirder, the third wheeler actually likes the other two? This love triangle scenario was about to give me a headache.

If I imagined Hoki as just some other girl, it didn't weird me out as much as looking at it in the perspective that hours ago he was definitely a man. All those years in gym, I hadn't once even batted an eye about being naked in a locker room with other girls. But looking at Hoki fidgeting by the door, now as a woman, actually made me feel kind of bad. I felt worse when he cursed and almost attempted to shout out that he was a man, with manly pride and other manly nonsense. Maybe he should've looked in the mirror a bit longer earlier to get a little more... accustomed to his situation.

It was a bit comical, if you were watching from the outside as he was fighting a battle with a dress and panties. Shame that the dress and panties were winning.

It looked like Kazuya had brought some of my older clothes that I no longer wore or fit. In his form now, Hoki was much smaller than me. In all aspects of measurement. I sunk lower in the bath, giving him privacy in his slight struggle until he asked for help, if he asked for help. I didn't want to make him feel even less capable. And that's when I heard it.

"Aki-chan help me... I-... I don't know how to put those on."

Shit. I didn't actually think the proud Hoki would ask for help. But then again... did I really expect him to know how to work a bra?

"E-eeehhh?" Came my response, though I couldn't very well just leave him like that, huh? I tiptoed out of the bath and approached him, a huge blush creeping across my cheeks. "L-listen... whatever you do, don't move, or fidget or make this weirder... okay?"

With a gulp, I grabbed the familiar material of the bra, suddenly feeling like it was my own enemy. Don't be weird, I commanded to myself. Don't make it weird. Sliding each of Hoki's slender arms into the straps, I could hear Kazuya's far away voice shouting out about dinner being ready soon. I reached forward and around to grab the bra's clasp, my chest accidentally touching Hoki's back as we both leaned in toward each other after hearing Kazuya's faded voice. In a panic, I clasped the bra with a quickness and let it go with a snap (one of the worst pains a woman can experience!), grasping my own chest.

"Eek! T-t-t-that was a-an a-a-accident! Gomennn!"

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It was definitely awkward now. Sure, Hoki had a point. What was the point in pretending to be happy all the time, if it was fake? If anything, being myself and really trying to win's Kushi's heart should've made me happy. I could be me. So why was I... so afraid? This was such an unsettling feeling.

It was apparent that Hoki was ready to change the subject as he stammered a bit and asked for shampoos and soaps, to which I obliged and handed off when asked, and used after he was done. To put some space between us, I sat in the bath for a bit longer, even after Hoki left and wondered for a moment how things would play out. I leaned off the edge of the bathtub, the bath was still steamy from all the hot water, but I could clearly make out Hoki's porcelain-like skin and backside, even at this distance.

Would Hoki tell me things that Kushi liked? Or maybe he'd set us up in locations to 'accidentally' meet up? Was this going to be some kind of rom-com anime where the third wheel actually ends up being the love interest? Or, even weirder, the third wheeler actually likes the other two? This love triangle scenario was about to give me a headache.

If I imagined Hoki as just some other girl, it didn't weird me out as much as looking at it in the perspective that hours ago he was definitely a man. All those years in gym, I hadn't once even batted an eye about being naked in a locker room with other girls. But looking at Hoki fidgeting by the door, now as a woman, actually made me feel kind of bad. I felt worse when he cursed and almost attempted to shout out that he was a man, with manly pride and other manly nonsense. Maybe he should've looked in the mirror a bit longer earlier to get a little more... accustomed to his situation.

It was a bit comical, if you were watching from the outside as he was fighting a battle with a dress and panties. Shame that the dress and panties were winning.

It looked like Kazuya had brought some of my older clothes that I no longer wore or fit. In his form now, Hoki was much smaller than me. In all aspects of measurement. I sunk lower in the bath, giving him privacy in his slight struggle until he asked for help, if he asked for help. I didn't want to make him feel even less capable. And that's when I heard it.

"Aki-chan help me... I-... I don't know how to put those on."

Shit. I didn't actually think the proud Hoki would ask for help. But then again... did I really expect him to know how to work a bra?

"E-eeehhh?" Came my response, though I couldn't very well just leave him like that, huh? I tiptoed out of the bath and approached him, a huge blush creeping across my cheeks. "L-listen... whatever you do, don't move, or fidget or make this weirder... okay?"

With a gulp, I grabbed the familiar material of the bra, suddenly feeling like it was my own enemy. Don't be weird, I commanded to myself. Don't make it weird. Sliding each of Hoki's slender arms into the straps, I could hear Kazuya's far away voice shouting out about dinner being ready soon. I reached forward and around to grab the bra's clasp, my chest accidentally touching Hoki's back as we both leaned in toward each other after hearing Kazuya's faded voice. In a panic, I clasped the bra with a quickness and let it go with a snap (one of the worst pains a woman can experience!), grasping my own chest.

"Eek! T-t-t-that was a-an a-a-accident! Gomennn!"

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I gulped along with Aki-chan as she began the process of putting on m- the borrowed bra. I really hated this, but I'd already nodded in consent. I would just have to get my own clothes back from Kazuya and never have them got to clean again, wear them 24/7 everywhere. Yep, sounded feasible. And it was a better think to think about than the tickling that was followed by a sudden impact on my back.

Squish

My whole face was switching quickly between white and red. Were those...no, don't think about it! But they were on my back, how could I.. no stupid, it's probably just toilet equipment or tiny balloons or a toy... what would thos ebe doing here...but if it wasn't tht wouldn't that mean....

"A-Aki-cha-AAAAAAAAH!!!!!" The prompt for that scream was none other than the aforemention bra, retaliating against me like a punishment from heaven. For a moment, I felt like converting to every religion to up my odds, since obviously with this much pain I was about to die. Fortunately or unfortunately though, it wasn't the case, and I had to bear that a little longer. "I know Aki-chan....but was I...was I about to say something? I can't remember...."

After that it was too awkward, so I insisted on putting the dress on myself. Fortunately it wasn't that different from putting on a t-shirt, except that I had to do it more slowly and carefully so it wouldn't rip or get wet. We had our dinner and some of Kazuya's excellent cooking, then I was told to sleep in Aki-chan's room. I was able to just barely convince Kazuya that I moved around a lot when I slept and so I prefered to have a room of my own.

It was a pretty toough day, so I couldn't help popping right into sleep as soon as I switched to the pijamas I was given (didn't even think about their design, too tired) and laid on the bed, my mind just shut down.

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Why was I sitting in this beach again? I didn't even have a towel, I was gonna full of sand. Plus the tide was rising. Maybe so 20 or so meters and ti'd get up here. Not that the tide ever got that far, but you never know what could happen with the sea trying so hard every day. Reminded me of a certain someone, hehe. I hoped they could reach their dreams. Well, at least I was back in my own body. Wait, what was that supposed to mean? I couldn't chase the thought, Kushi interrupted me.

"Hey, Hoki, what's your ideal type of girl?"

"Eh?" My face blushed a little as if covered in red lines. "Wh-why are you asking something like that?"

"Just tell me, just tell me! I'm really curious."

"Well...I mean if you're asking.... I guess... I guess I would like a girl who would be happy being with someone like me, you know? I don't think I'd want them to be particularly strong or smart or all perfect...In fact, I think that a girl who is a little clumsy might be really cute, and I would definitely want her to be shorter than me, and weaker than a guy of course, I may not be a top athelete, but I'd still like to be able to show off to her and help her out. She could hum... Cook? It would be awesome having a homemade dinner every day by a beautiful cute girl who's great at cooking. And if she could do the naked apron style... Oh, just thinking about it is making me drool a little hehe..."

"Go on, go on..."

"You're still not satisfied? Come on Kushi, cut me a break here! Hum.... It would be nice if she could share some hobbies with me, anime, manga, styles of music, in fact she could be really good with music, but I'd still like her to be girly. I wouldn't want to date some gorilla. I think being really into girly stuff would make her adorable, maybe a little childish even, like pouting and being naive at times and stuff? And she could be good at knitting too, and have good manners too."

"Sounds like a very traditional girl you're aiming for. Thought you'd have a more bizarre choice."

I couldn't help but laugh a little, perhaps more nervously than I should.

"Well, I would hope she could have grown up like that. A super cute girl like that, she would surely be surrounded with great friends, right? Even if I was no longer... Ah, anyway, it'd be nice if she could have uhm.... colored hair! Yeah, long colored hair. Aaah, forget the long, no keep, ah..."

Kushi laughed even harder now. He always took things in his stride, but he seemed particularly willingly to go with the flow that afternoon. I wondered why. Well, I guess it didn't matter that much anyway.

"She does indeed sound like a lovely person."

"Y-yeah..."

"Anything else?"

"Well..." a certain episode fllashed through my mind. "I guess I wouldn't mind...if she was afraid of thunder..."

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I stretched my arms out as I sat on the bed, feeling a little lighter than usual. Guess I got some really good rest, now didn't I? I guess I still felt pretty sleepy though, everything was blurry.... I rubbed my eyes as I slid out of the bed and dropped down my pajamas piece by piece, getting ready by the morning. What was that all about anyway? A dream? It had felt so...real, if a bit hazy. And where was I now again? Everything seemed so much more spatious. It was dark and I could barely make out anything, but the room just seemed so familiar. Oh, right, I was in Aki-chan's house, wasn't I? Why was I here again? I stumbled up to the stairs and carefully climbed down towards the kitchen. It was probably super early. Neither her nor Kazuya probably had woken up yet. Hehe, maybe I should make them some breakfast. You know, since i was crashing at her place, might as well do something to pull my own weight.

Fortunately, it seemed they still kept things in more or less the same place since we were young. I grabbed an apron, didn't quite check which one but whatever, fought against that hazy feeling that pressured my mind. Something about yesterday, but I couldn't quite put my finger on wht it might have been. Probably nothing important. The important now was breakfast.

I barely felt time pass, until I heard footsteps approaching.

"Oh, good morning! Eat up while it's nice nice and fresh! I apologize for making use of your kitchen without permission, I wanted to thank you for your kindness somehow. I'll open up some lights to-"

Light flashed my eyes as soon as I let the sun shine it's rays through the kitchen. I blinked a couple times, feely quite cold for some reason, then turned around and my jaw dropped.

"How did I get here....who cooked...who cooked this FEAST?!"

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I gulped along with Aki-chan as she began the process of putting on m- the borrowed bra. I really hated this, but I'd already nodded in consent. I would just have to get my own clothes back from Kazuya and never have them got to clean again, wear them 24/7 everywhere. Yep, sounded feasible. And it was a better think to think about than the tickling that was followed by a sudden impact on my back.

Squish

My whole face was switching quickly between white and red. Were those...no, don't think about it! But they were on my back, how could I.. no stupid, it's probably just toilet equipment or tiny balloons or a toy... what would thos ebe doing here...but if it wasn't tht wouldn't that mean....

"A-Aki-cha-AAAAAAAAH!!!!!" The prompt for that scream was none other than the aforemention bra, retaliating against me like a punishment from heaven. For a moment, I felt like converting to every religion to up my odds, since obviously with this much pain I was about to die. Fortunately or unfortunately though, it wasn't the case, and I had to bear that a little longer. "I know Aki-chan....but was I...was I about to say something? I can't remember...."

After that it was too awkward, so I insisted on putting the dress on myself. Fortunately it wasn't that different from putting on a t-shirt, except that I had to do it more slowly and carefully so it wouldn't rip or get wet. We had our dinner and some of Kazuya's excellent cooking, then I was told to sleep in Aki-chan's room. I was able to just barely convince Kazuya that I moved around a lot when I slept and so I prefered to have a room of my own.

It was a pretty toough day, so I couldn't help popping right into sleep as soon as I switched to the pijamas I was given (didn't even think about their design, too tired) and laid on the bed, my mind just shut down.

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Why was I sitting in this beach again? I didn't even have a towel, I was gonna full of sand. Plus the tide was rising. Maybe so 20 or so meters and ti'd get up here. Not that the tide ever got that far, but you never know what could happen with the sea trying so hard every day. Reminded me of a certain someone, hehe. I hoped they could reach their dreams. Well, at least I was back in my own body. Wait, what was that supposed to mean? I couldn't chase the thought, Kushi interrupted me.

"Hey, Hoki, what's your ideal type of girl?"

"Eh?" My face blushed a little as if covered in red lines. "Wh-why are you asking something like that?"

"Just tell me, just tell me! I'm really curious."

"Well...I mean if you're asking.... I guess... I guess I would like a girl who would be happy being with someone like me, you know? I don't think I'd want them to be particularly strong or smart or all perfect...In fact, I think that a girl who is a little clumsy might be really cute, and I would definitely want her to be shorter than me, and weaker than a guy of course, I may not be a top athelete, but I'd still like to be able to show off to her and help her out. She could hum... Cook? It would be awesome having a homemade dinner every day by a beautiful cute girl who's great at cooking. And if she could do the naked apron style... Oh, just thinking about it is making me drool a little hehe..."

"Go on, go on..."

"You're still not satisfied? Come on Kushi, cut me a break here! Hum.... It would be nice if she could share some hobbies with me, anime, manga, styles of music, in fact she could be really good with music, but I'd still like her to be girly. I wouldn't want to date some gorilla. I think being really into girly stuff would make her adorable, maybe a little childish even, like pouting and being naive at times and stuff? And she could be good at knitting too, and have good manners too."

"Sounds like a very traditional girl you're aiming for. Thought you'd have a more bizarre choice."

I couldn't help but laugh a little, perhaps more nervously than I should.

"Well, I would hope she could have grown up like that. A super cute girl like that, she would surely be surrounded with great friends, right? Even if I was no longer... Ah, anyway, it'd be nice if she could have uhm.... colored hair! Yeah, long colored hair. Aaah, forget the long, no keep, ah..."

Kushi laughed even harder now. He always took things in his stride, but he seemed particularly willingly to go with the flow that afternoon. I wondered why. Well, I guess it didn't matter that much anyway.

"She does indeed sound like a lovely person."

"Y-yeah..."

"Anything else?"

"Well..." a certain episode fllashed through my mind. "I guess I wouldn't mind...if she was afraid of thunder..."

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I stretched my arms out as I sat on the bed, feeling a little lighter than usual. Guess I got some really good rest, now didn't I? I guess I still felt pretty sleepy though, everything was blurry.... I rubbed my eyes as I slid out of the bed and dropped down my pajamas piece by piece, getting ready by the morning. What was that all about anyway? A dream? It had felt so...real, if a bit hazy. And where was I now again? Everything seemed so much more spatious. It was dark and I could barely make out anything, but the room just seemed so familiar. Oh, right, I was in Aki-chan's house, wasn't I? Why was I here again? I stumbled up to the stairs and carefully climbed down towards the kitchen. It was probably super early. Neither her nor Kazuya probably had woken up yet. Hehe, maybe I should make them some breakfast. You know, since i was crashing at her place, might as well do something to pull my own weight.

Fortunately, it seemed they still kept things in more or less the same place since we were young. I grabbed an apron, didn't quite check which one but whatever, fought against that hazy feeling that pressured my mind. Something about yesterday, but I couldn't quite put my finger on wht it might have been. Probably nothing important. The important now was breakfast.

I barely felt time pass, until I heard footsteps approaching.

"Oh, good morning! Eat up while it's nice nice and fresh! I apologize for making use of your kitchen without permission, I wanted to thank you for your kindness somehow. I'll open up some lights to-"

Light flashed my eyes as soon as I let the sun shine it's rays through the kitchen. I blinked a couple times, feely quite cold for some reason, then turned around and my jaw dropped.

"How did I get here....who cooked...who cooked this FEAST?!"

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Akemi Kojima
Morning time~

Again.

I was having that dream again.

A dark, light-less room, cold and without windows and doors. The air was so silent I could hear the echo of my own footsteps; could probably even hear a pin drop. I glanced up, the darkness seemed so thick but... Right about now the light should come on - I knew it would. I've had this dream so many times now... it would be any moment now. But it didn't. Why wasn't it coming on?

For the first time, I felt panicked. So I ran. As fast, as far and as hard I my legs would carry me. I tried to hurry, my chest bobbed with each sprint. But to no avail. The darkness was blinding and when the light finally came, for the first time, I realized it was lightning. The bright flashed flickered and burned at the darkness, followed by a heavy, harsh growl of thunder.

I thrust awake from my slumber, covered in sweat, clenching a fist closely to my chest, remembering the last bit of the dream before jolting upright. 'It'll be alright', had came a voice before I was startled awake. Like the sound of a calming storm... I didn't know whose voice it was. But it felt reassuring none the less.

"Ah, that was terrifying," I murmured, fully awake now. The dream had never taken that direction until now, I wondered why. I fell back into my pillows, draping my arm over my eyes and as I closed my eyes again, events from yesterday flooded my brain. Hoki turning into a girl, the bath, the awkwardly silent (but delicious) dinner last night, the two of us plotting to enter the idol competition meant for me... but in exchange for my sacrifice, he was going to help me win Kushi's heart. I began to wonder if this would all really work out. Seemed to be too good to be true.

From the crack in the door, a hearty, delicious-smelling aroma crept in, stirring a grumble from my hungry stomach. Looks like Kazuya was already awake and making breakfast - it was the start of the weekend after all, and that would give Hoki and I ample time to calculate a plan as far as how to proceed from here too. My stomach grumbled again, practically begging to be fed, so I got up, slid into my slippers and shuffled down the hall.

"H-hoki-kun," I called out, knocking on the door down the hall. He'd managed to convince Kazuya to let him use a different room - it was nice having that little bit of privacy, considering all the events of yesterday.

However, he wasn't answering - had Hoki always been a deep sleeper? I didn't think so... I peeked into the room and there was an empty bed, Hoki was nowhere to be seen! Huh. I guess I was the last one to wake up then?

With a groggy shrug, I strolled downstairs, stretching and yawning almost mumbling a 'good morning' to Kazuya until I stopped abruptly. Kazuya stood like a statue in the entryway to the kitchen. Hold on. I-if he wasn't cooking breakfast... that could only mean... that Hoki had to be in there. Well, it would explain why he was stood like a statue. Kazuya couldn't mentally, physically or emotionally deal with anyone doing household work while he was present. I don't think it ever occurred to him that people could wake up earlier than him.

I gulped as I got closer. Something felt... off. Maybe I was just imagining things.

"Oh, good morning! Eat up while it's nice nice and fresh! I apologize for making use of your kitchen without permission, I wanted to thank you for your kindness somehow. I'll open up some lights to-"

I peered around the corner just in time to hear the chipper, morning, girly voice of Hoki. In all his naked, audaciously pink, frills from the bottom to the top, 'Kiss the Cook' branded, chic-styled apron glory. Topped off with a cute little bow right above his tush. Kazuya's jaw completely dropped and I could only hope that it was because Hoki was wearing his apron... but, ya'know. It could've been the naked thing, too.

A slight breeze filtered through the window, I sneezed and filled the awkwardly small silence before Hoki spazzed out, crying out about who'd made the huge breakfast feast... when he was the only one in the kitchen. Curious. Did he black out? I wanted to point out the fact that he was in the nude, but that (oddly enough) seemed to not even be one of his worries... should I risk a second spaz attack and tell him? Here goes...

A cleared my throat, capturing his attention. Using my hands in one single, downward pointing motion and a very intense raise of my eyebrows...

Akemi Kojima
Morning time~

Again.

I was having that dream again.

A dark, light-less room, cold and without windows and doors. The air was so silent I could hear the echo of my own footsteps; could probably even hear a pin drop. I glanced up, the darkness seemed so thick but... Right about now the light should come on - I knew it would. I've had this dream so many times now... it would be any moment now. But it didn't. Why wasn't it coming on?

For the first time, I felt panicked. So I ran. As fast, as far and as hard I my legs would carry me. I tried to hurry, my chest bobbed with each sprint. But to no avail. The darkness was blinding and when the light finally came, for the first time, I realized it was lightning. The bright flashed flickered and burned at the darkness, followed by a heavy, harsh growl of thunder.

I thrust awake from my slumber, covered in sweat, clenching a fist closely to my chest, remembering the last bit of the dream before jolting upright. 'It'll be alright', had came a voice before I was startled awake. Like the sound of a calming storm... I didn't know whose voice it was. But it felt reassuring none the less.

"Ah, that was terrifying," I murmured, fully awake now. The dream had never taken that direction until now, I wondered why. I fell back into my pillows, draping my arm over my eyes and as I closed my eyes again, events from yesterday flooded my brain. Hoki turning into a girl, the bath, the awkwardly silent (but delicious) dinner last night, the two of us plotting to enter the idol competition meant for me... but in exchange for my sacrifice, he was going to help me win Kushi's heart. I began to wonder if this would all really work out. Seemed to be too good to be true.

From the crack in the door, a hearty, delicious-smelling aroma crept in, stirring a grumble from my hungry stomach. Looks like Kazuya was already awake and making breakfast - it was the start of the weekend after all, and that would give Hoki and I ample time to calculate a plan as far as how to proceed from here too. My stomach grumbled again, practically begging to be fed, so I got up, slid into my slippers and shuffled down the hall.

"H-hoki-kun," I called out, knocking on the door down the hall. He'd managed to convince Kazuya to let him use a different room - it was nice having that little bit of privacy, considering all the events of yesterday.

However, he wasn't answering - had Hoki always been a deep sleeper? I didn't think so... I peeked into the room and there was an empty bed, Hoki was nowhere to be seen! Huh. I guess I was the last one to wake up then?

With a groggy shrug, I strolled downstairs, stretching and yawning almost mumbling a 'good morning' to Kazuya until I stopped abruptly. Kazuya stood like a statue in the entryway to the kitchen. Hold on. I-if he wasn't cooking breakfast... that could only mean... that Hoki had to be in there. Well, it would explain why he was stood like a statue. Kazuya couldn't mentally, physically or emotionally deal with anyone doing household work while he was present. I don't think it ever occurred to him that people could wake up earlier than him.

I gulped as I got closer. Something felt... off. Maybe I was just imagining things.

"Oh, good morning! Eat up while it's nice nice and fresh! I apologize for making use of your kitchen without permission, I wanted to thank you for your kindness somehow. I'll open up some lights to-"

I peered around the corner just in time to hear the chipper, morning, girly voice of Hoki. In all his naked, audaciously pink, frills from the bottom to the top, 'Kiss the Cook' branded, chic-styled apron glory. Topped off with a cute little bow right above his tush. Kazuya's jaw completely dropped and I could only hope that it was because Hoki was wearing his apron... but, ya'know. It could've been the naked thing, too.

A slight breeze filtered through the window, I sneezed and filled the awkwardly small silence before Hoki spazzed out, crying out about who'd made the huge breakfast feast... when he was the only one in the kitchen. Curious. Did he black out? I wanted to point out the fact that he was in the nude, but that (oddly enough) seemed to not even be one of his worries... should I risk a second spazz attack and tell him? Here goes...

A cleared my throat, capturing his attention. Using my hands in one single, downward pointing motion and a very intense raise of my eyebrows...

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It took me a moment or two to realize why Aki-chan was pointing at me that way. I looked down at myself, expecting the worst, but woof, seems like it wasn't anything much: Both figuratively and literally, I simply pretty much nothing on my body, save for a simple frilly apron, maybe belonging to Aki-chan's mother or something. It was rather cute, and the girl who wore it seemed rather...cute...as...well... My eyes widened, then I looked back at Aki-chan, and back at myself again, and back at her. When did I put that on? Did she of Kazuma put me in those clothes? When did I get in the kitchen? They couldn't have been holding me, since they were standing there so I did to myself, what was the meaning of no wait it couldn't be what not I-

Covered in beet red, I couldn't resist the impulse to run past them, for some reason remembering to carefully untie the apron before throwing it away and closing the door to "my" room behind me (leaving said apron on the floor on the other side of the door). My legs felt the sudden outburst of strength that had taken over left them suddenly as I stumbled across the room towards the bed until finally my knees gave in and crashed into the ground. I turned around, just sitting hair hugging my legs.

"What was that? What is happening? Why is this happening to me?" Everything, all of it felt so...dreamlike. I wasn't even given the chance to hope it had all been a dream. My eyes were a girl's, but my gaze was still a guy's, so I couldn't help them being drown in towards those two melons. I gulped, and raised a finger to poke one of them.

"Nyu!" Yep, beyond a doubt, these were breasts. A girl's breasts. The sensation was still too surreal, and yet there was no denying this was my body. When did I learn to cook like that anyway? I could barely heat noodles. My memory was fuzzy. It was like I wasn't really me anymore. Had I ever been? Maybe I was a girl. I mean, looking at my body it was obvious. Looking at that breakfast I cooked, at what I was wearing, at the voice that spoke the words that came out of my mouth. I looked at my hands, at soft delicate hands. The hands of a girl no doubt. Yet why did they feel so wrong?

My eyes felt stingy. My palm found itself wet moments later. This shouldn't feel wrong, or should it? What should I do from now on? Was I a boy or was I a girl? Was I Hokori Kyuketsuki or...

or...

There was no name. This body had no name. Another gap in the memory? No, that couldn't be, not for something like that. I mean I clearly remebered the other name as my own.I was Hokori Kyuketsuki. A guy, inside at least. There was still a guy within me, and who was anyone to tell me otherwise! Say it, say it loud me, GO!

"My name is Hokori Kyuketsuki! I am a 16 year old highschooler, childhood friends of Akemi Kojima and close friends with Kushii Utsu! And I.... I am guy!I will always be a guy! Nomatter what I have to do, or what my body is like, that is what I am, and I shall make this body of mine return to it! Just you watch me!" I clenched my fists. "Even if I can't call myself that, given how I look. But I think I figured out what I can call myself. What I will call myself, for the sake fo my manhood!"

Now all I had to do was figure out how to do it. I had to prove it, to myself and Aki-chan. Beyond just memories. I was still a guy inside. Fortunately, today was a weekend, so we had plenty of time, who knows, maybe I could even fix this before having to go to school again! Assumign I ever did... I looked around the room for any clues, my eyes finally settling on a pile of pamphlets in the garbage, with the discount cupouns cut out. It wasn't the cut out parts that caught my attention though, but rather the advertisement to the theme park, and specifically, the haunted house.

It was the perfect plan! All I had to do was go the haunted house and show that I was still brave like a man. Take rollercoasters and show that I was still tough like a man. Get junk food and show I could still eat like a man. If I was lucky, a fight would break out at some point and I would get to show my manly spirit too! Without thinking twice, I reached out to the pamphlet, and slid open the door.

"Aki-chan! Let's go to the theme park today!" I called out, waving the pamphlet in my hands. There was, somehow, a smile in my face again, a huge grin. I would prove to myself that I was still a man. And then I would look only forward.

I would be Mirai-chan, for now.

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It took me a moment or two to realize why Aki-chan was pointing at me that way. I looked down at myself, expecting the worst, but woof, seems like it wasn't anything much: Both figuratively and literally, I simply pretty much nothing on my body, save for a simple frilly apron, maybe belonging to Aki-chan's mother or something. It was rather cute, and the girl who wore it seemed rather...cute...as...well... My eyes widened, then I looked back at Aki-chan, and back at myself again, and back at her. When did I put that on? Did she of Kazuma put me in those clothes? When did I get in the kitchen? They couldn't have been holding me, since they were standing there so I did to myself, what was the meaning of no wait it couldn't be what not I-

Covered in beet red, I couldn't resist the impulse to run past them, for some reason remembering to carefully untie the apron before throwing it away and closing the door to "my" room behind me (leaving said apron on the floor on the other side of the door). My legs felt the sudden outburst of strength that had taken over left them suddenly as I stumbled across the room towards the bed until finally my knees gave in and crashed into the ground. I turned around, just sitting hair hugging my legs.

"What was that? What is happening? Why is this happening to me?" Everything, all of it felt so...dreamlike. I wasn't even given the chance to hope it had all been a dream. My eyes were a girl's, but my gaze was still a guy's, so I couldn't help them being drown in towards those two melons. I gulped, and raised a finger to poke one of them.

"Nyu!" Yep, beyond a doubt, these were breasts. A girl's breasts. The sensation was still too surreal, and yet there was no denying this was my body. When did I learn to cook like that anyway? I could barely heat noodles. My memory was fuzzy. It was like I wasn't really me anymore. Had I ever been? Maybe I was a girl. I mean, looking at my body it was obvious. Looking at that breakfast I cooked, at what I was wearing, at the voice that spoke the words that came out of my mouth. I looked at my hands, at soft delicate hands. The hands of a girl no doubt. Yet why did they feel so wrong?

My eyes felt stingy. My palm found itself wet moments later. This shouldn't feel wrong, or should it? What should I do from now on? Was I a boy or was I a girl? Was I Hokori Kyuketsuki or...

or...

There was no name. This body had no name. Another gap in the memory? No, that couldn't be, not for something like that. I mean I clearly remebered the other name as my own.I was Hokori Kyuketsuki. A guy, inside at least. There was still a guy within me, and who was anyone to tell me otherwise! Say it, say it loud me, GO!

"My name is Hokori Kyuketsuki! I am a 16 year old highschooler, childhood friends of Akemi Kojima and close friends with Kushii Utsu! And I.... I am guy!I will always be a guy! Nomatter what I have to do, or what my body is like, that is what I am, and I shall make this body of mine return to it! Just you watch me!" I clenched my fists. "Even if I can't call myself that, given how I look. But I think I figured out what I can call myself. What I will call myself, for the sake fo my manhood!"

Now all I had to do was figure out how to do it. I had to prove it, to myself and Aki-chan. Beyond just memories. I was still a guy inside. Fortunately, today was a weekend, so we had plenty of time, who knows, maybe I could even fix this before having to go to school again! Assumign I ever did... I looked around the room for any clues, my eyes finally settling on a pile of pamphlets in the garbage, with the discount cupouns cut out. It wasn't the cut out parts that caught my attention though, but rather the advertisement to the theme park, and specifically, the haunted house.

It was the perfect plan! All I had to do was go the haunted house and show that I was still brave like a man. Take rollercoasters and show that I was still tough like a man. Get junk food and show I could still eat like a man. If I was lucky, a fight would break out at some point and I would get to show my manly spirit too! Without thinking twice, I reached out to the pamphlet, and slid open the door.

"Aki-chan! Let's go to the theme park today!" I called out, waving the pamphlet in my hands. There was, somehow, a smile in my face again, a huge grin. I would prove to myself that I was still a man. And then I would look only forward.

I would be Mirai-chan, for now.

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Akemi Kojima
Morning time~

The harsh slam of a door left my butler and I in an awkward, stagnent silence as we had watched Hoki dart out of the room in full naked form, tossing the apro to the side like common rags. I wasn't even sure what to say. I prayed Kazuya would just stay silent, that he would just not question anything. But nope. Reality was a harsh mistress.

"Aki-sama... Should you go after your friend?"

"I-I think she needs a bit of time... y-you know how us girls are... " I stammered, trying to excuse Hoki's erratic behavior and naked escapades. Though, in my heart, I knew there was no plausible explanation for it. No lie would be able to explain all that. If only she hadn't been naked! Argh! I balled my hand into a fist, wondering how I'd weasel my way out of this.

"Hmmm... curious..." Kazuya said, rubbing his thick mustache. His eyes remained closed as he filled the looming silence with 'hmms' and 'uhms'.

"Y-you knooow... puberty, and stuff," I said, casually continuining the lie. Or at least trying to, my fist resting by my side. Though, I was sure our butler already sensed the hole I was digging myself into. God, I was no good at this. Think! I urged myself, trying to make sense of a better lie. But what came out instead: "And, like, you know. Uh, boobs. Ahem."

There were physically no crickets in the room, but I could imagine the chirping filling the awkward void between us. When Kazuya looked at me, almost sideways, I knew he knew the jig was up and I was torn. Kazuya actively took care of me - I trusted him. I would tell him everything and now, when it matters most, I can't explain a thing to him. What was I to do? Tell him Hoki drank a magic potion I ordered from Whamazon, that turned him into a incredibly cute girl? Tell him that we don't have a plan outside setting me up with Kushi, and sending Hoki to an idol agency? I bit my lip.

"Listen, Kazuya-san," I placed a harsh glance to the floor, looking at my palm, remembering that same hand reaching out to Hoki as he cried with me in the rain. I couldn't back out now. For both our sakes. Even if I couldn't tell Kazuya the whole truth now, I knew I eventually would. Hoki and I would need an ally in our plans. This could... actually work. I looked up, determination and sincerity in my voice. "I'm not sure of all the details myself, but my friend is going through a lot right now and I just want to be there for her. When I get all the information, trust me, you'll be the first to know. For now, just trust me. She'll be staying with us and I just want to make her as comfortable in our house as possible."

"I understand, Aki-sama, I will do my best then, I just have one request" Kazuya said softly, after a long pause. He reached out, petting my head. I had looked up to see his face completely aggravated, his smile forced and a vein popping out on his forehead. "She cannot wear my apron! My sweet, sweet Aki-sama bought that for ME for Christmas! She'll have to get her own - I won't share it!"

I laughed a bit, inspecting the table of food - well, it looked good... maybe just a bite then...

I prepared to take a bite into the crispy-looking pork cutlet when the alarming sound of Hoki's voice re-entering the kitchen came into earshot, being excited about an amusement park. Amusement pa - oh! Once I turned, I could've palmed myself a thousand times in the face and it STILL wouldn't have been enough. Did Hoki already forget his naked apron experience? While he was cooped up in that room, probably sulking, he could've at least put a sheet on or something! Honestly! Thankfully, I was able to intercept Hoki, shoving his girlish body back into the doorway before Kazuya noticed anything.

"Hai, hai ~ we can do whatever you want to, as long as you put some damn clothes on, girl!" Trying to hide my frustrations, but still trying my best to power through and be helpful. I sighed a bit, rubbing my head. I'd never been a morning person and all this bustling around was really grating my nerves. I looked at the nude girl before me, unable to stay frustrated, knowing I'd been partial to blame for this situation but also knowing that I'd made a deal with Hoki.

"Out of all things to do today... did you say you wanted to go to an amusement park?" I asked with a puzzled look. I sat on the bed, leaning back on a pillow. "We can go, if it matters that much to you, but find something suitable to wear first. You know. 'Cause boobs."

Akemi Kojima
Morning time~

The harsh slam of a door left my butler and I in an awkward, stagnent silence as we had watched Hoki dart out of the room in full naked form, tossing the apro to the side like common rags. I wasn't even sure what to say. I prayed Kazuya would just stay silent, that he would just not question anything. But nope. Reality was a harsh mistress.

"Aki-sama... Should you go after your friend?"

"I-I think she needs a bit of time... y-you know how us girls are... " I stammered, trying to excuse Hoki's erratic behavior and naked escapades. Though, in my heart, I knew there was no plausible explanation for it. No lie would be able to explain all that. If only she hadn't been naked! Argh! I balled my hand into a fist, wondering how I'd weasel my way out of this.

"Hmmm... curious..." Kazuya said, rubbing his thick mustache. His eyes remained closed as he filled the looming silence with 'hmms' and 'uhms'.

"Y-you knooow... puberty, and stuff," I said, casually continuining the lie. Or at least trying to, my fist resting by my side. Though, I was sure our butler already sensed the hole I was digging myself into. God, I was no good at this. Think! I urged myself, trying to make sense of a better lie. But what came out instead: "And, like, you know. Uh, boobs. Ahem."

There were physically no crickets in the room, but I could imagine the chirping filling the awkward void between us. When Kazuya looked at me, almost sideways, I knew he knew the jig was up and I was torn. Kazuya actively took care of me - I trusted him. I would tell him everything and now, when it matters most, I can't explain a thing to him. What was I to do? Tell him Hoki drank a magic potion I ordered from Whamazon, that turned him into a incredibly cute girl? Tell him that we don't have a plan outside setting me up with Kushi, and sending Hoki to an idol agency? I bit my lip.

"Listen, Kazuya-san," I placed a harsh glance to the floor, looking at my palm, remembering that same hand reaching out to Hoki as he cried with me in the rain. I couldn't back out now. For both our sakes. Even if I couldn't tell Kazuya the whole truth now, I knew I eventually would. Hoki and I would need an ally in our plans. This could... actually work. I looked up, determination and sincerity in my voice. "I'm not sure of all the details myself, but my friend is going through a lot right now and I just want to be there for her. When I get all the information, trust me, you'll be the first to know. For now, just trust me. She'll be staying with us and I just want to make her as comfortable in our house as possible."

"I understand, Aki-sama, I will do my best then, I just have one request" Kazuya said softly, after a long pause. He reached out, petting my head. I had looked up to see his face completely aggravated, his smile forced and a vein popping out on his forehead. "She cannot wear my apron! My sweet, sweet Aki-sama bought that for ME for Christmas! She'll have to get her own - I won't share it!"

I laughed a bit, inspecting the table of food - well, it looked good... maybe just a bite then...

I prepared to take a bite into the crispy-looking pork cutlet when the alarming sound of Hoki's voice re-entering the kitchen came into earshot, being excited about an amusement park. Amusement pa - oh! Once I turned, I could've palmed myself a thousand times in the face and it STILL wouldn't have been enough. Did Hoki already forget his naked apron experience? While he was cooped up in that room, probably sulking, he could've at least put a sheet on or something! Honestly! Thankfully, I was able to intercept Hoki, shoving his girlish body back into the doorway before Kazuya noticed anything.

"Hai, hai ~ we can do whatever you want to, as long as you put some damn clothes on, girl!" Trying to hide my frustrations, but still trying my best to power through and be helpful. I sighed a bit, rubbing my head. I'd never been a morning person and all this bustling around was really grating my nerves. I looked at the nude girl before me, unable to stay frustrated, knowing I'd been partial to blame for this situation but also knowing that I'd made a deal with Hoki.

"Out of all things to do today... did you say you wanted to go to an amusement park?" I asked with a puzzled look. I sat on the bed, leaning back on a pillow. "We can go, if it matters that much to you, but find something suitable to wear first. You know. 'Cause boobs."

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"Hey, what-" I complained as Aki shoved me right back out of the kitchen, only to then realize the state of my body had not changed much since I ran off. Still not even a drag covering me, I instinctually sought to cover that by covering my breasts with my arms and closing my eyes really hard. A minor breeze, probably spread by a certain open window, quickly reminded me that this method wasn't particularly efficient, as did Aki's words about "putting some damm clothes on..." GIRL?! "I am NOT a girl!"

Though the pitch of my voice did disagree with that statement. And my current appearance as a whole as well. Not two mention the two large things my arms were still pathetically trying to cover up.

"Alright, alright, I'll put on some damm clothes! I'll even put on a pretty dress if I have to!" Why did the idea sound a tiny bit appealing? Probably just tired from appearantly sleepwalking or something. "But I'm NOT a girl, ok?"

As she sat on the bed, Aki's frustration seemed to fade somewhat, not that I was quite sure what she was so frustrated about. Maybe Kazuya had scolded her for bringing me, a stranger that would get up in the morning and cook that wasteful breakfast for them NAKED (or mostly so)? Rich people had rich people rules, so maybe not inviting such weird strangers was one of those rules. Alternatively, maybe SHE had been scolding HIM for letting me get out of bed and do all those weird things without him noticing. I was in a world I couldn't understand now, so mirroed that I somehow ended up homeless and welcome in a mansion, poor but living under the belt of someone rich, and why were Aki's clothes taking the shape of a wallet in my imagination?

I shook my head of such thoughts, and focused instead on what actual Aki was saying. She seemed confused about my decision to go to the theme park, which made me realize it: I hadn't explained it to her! What an oversight, must be corrected at once!

"I mean if you don't want to go, it's not like I can do it on my own right now...but I DO want to go. I want to go the theme park, and prove my manliness. Even if look and sound like a girl, even if I dress like a girl, and squeal like a girl, and look cute as a cute gi- anyway, I am a still a man! Inside, and that's where it really matters, right? So I just have to show it, to prove it! It'll be my first step!...if you allow it."

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"Hey, what-" I complained as Aki shoved me right back out of the kitchen, only to then realize the state of my body had not changed much since I ran off. Still not even a drag covering me, I instinctually sought to cover that by covering my breasts with my arms and closing my eyes really hard. A minor breeze, probably spread by a certain open window, quickly reminded me that this method wasn't particularly efficient, as did Aki's words about "putting some damm clothes on..." GIRL?! "I am NOT a girl!"

Though the pitch of my voice did disagree with that statement. And my current appearance as a whole as well. Not two mention the two large things my arms were still pathetically trying to cover up.

"Alright, alright, I'll put on some damm clothes! I'll even put on a pretty dress if I have to!" Why did the idea sound a tiny bit appealing? Probably just tired from appearantly sleepwalking or something. "But I'm NOT a girl, ok?"

As she sat on the bed, Aki's frustration seemed to fade somewhat, not that I was quite sure what she was so frustrated about. Maybe Kazuya had scolded her for bringing me, a stranger that would get up in the morning and cook that wasteful breakfast for them NAKED (or mostly so)? Rich people had rich people rules, so maybe not inviting such weird strangers was one of those rules. Alternatively, maybe SHE had been scolding HIM for letting me get out of bed and do all those weird things without him noticing. I was in a world I couldn't understand now, so mirroed that I somehow ended up homeless and welcome in a mansion, poor but living under the belt of someone rich, and why were Aki's clothes taking the shape of a wallet in my imagination?

I shook my head of such thoughts, and focused instead on what actual Aki was saying. She seemed confused about my decision to go to the theme park, which made me realize it: I hadn't explained it to her! What an oversight, must be corrected at once!

"I mean if you don't want to go, it's not like I can do it on my own right now...but I DO want to go. I want to go the theme park, and prove my manliness. Even if look and sound like a girl, even if I dress like a girl, and squeal like a girl, and look cute as a cute gi- anyway, I am a still a man! Inside, and that's where it really matters, right? So I just have to show it, to prove it! It'll be my first step!...if you allow it."

Ceemuhrie · Jan 21, 2019

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Akemi Kojima
Morning time~

As I listened to Hoki's adamant struggle of convincing himself he was still very much a man... my eyes lingered on his naked, porcelain skin. It was way too hard to imagine that such a girly physique had once been a boy. There weren't even any traces of his old appearance. Hoki had become an entirely new person. The only thing that remained was his personality but even that seemed to be fading, or maybe his memory was deteriorating after this morning's fiasco. In my mind, what would the amusement park trip really do? ... What if it backfired?

For a moment I imagined that weak, girly form of his trying to hoist up the metal hammer on strength machines, ridiculed by a crowd at the 'cute attempts of the little girl'. I imagined that girly form trying to eat crazy amounts of food and cold already hear whispers of onlookers blaming the binge eating on being dumped. How in the world was he planning on proving to himself he was a man? What would I do if it backfired and actually depressed him instead? But I also saw the determination and it seemed like he'd really thought this through while he was pouting. So maybe he had a plan.

"Even if look and sound like a girl, even if I dress like a girl, and squeal like a girl, and look cute as a cute gi- anyway, I am a still a man!"

I caved, sighing a bit. Was he always going to make me be the realist?

"Hummm ~ whether you think you're a guy or not, take a nice long look in the mirror Hoki-kun..." I sighed, trying to keep my frustration in check and tapped my lips trying to think of what to say... nicely. It wasn't his fault. He didn't understand. He never got 'the talk' that all young girls growing up did.

"Right now, you are very much a girl... and... it's shameful, okay? It's just not okay to be a girl, and be head-to-toe naked... even I'm a bit embarrassed for you, right now... okay?" I gripped my own arms, a red blush covering my face. My ears grew hot, hoping I wouldn't have to explain any further. I felt oddly vulnerable having to subtly explain a girl's innocence to a boy. But it had to be done, it seemed.

"We can go to an amusement park, I don't have a problem with that. Whatever I can do to help you, I will do. But for the love of God, please put some clothes on. If you're worried about dresses, the closet in here should have shorts and overalls in it too. You don't have to wear dresses - girls have a full wardrobe too, you know. Wear what makes you comfortable." A low grumble of my stomach interrupted my sentence.

"I-it'd be a waste to let the food you cooked this morning go to waste... so I'll head out first. You can come back out when you're finished dressing and eat too. I expect this will be a long day and you'll need your stamina. I'll let Kazuya-san know we will be going out for the day so he can prepare the car." I rose from my spot in the bed and exited the room, returning to the kitchen with a sigh. Today would be a long, long day indeed. I chomped down on a piece of cutlet, pleasantly surprised by the taste. Had Hoki always been this good at cooking?

Akemi Kojima
Morning time~

As I listened to Hoki's adamant struggle of convincing himself he was still very much a man... my eyes lingered on his naked, porcelain skin. It was way too hard to imagine that such a girly physique had once been a boy. There weren't even any traces of his old appearance. Hoki had become an entirely new person. The only thing that remained was his personality but even that seemed to be fading, or maybe his memory was deteriorating after this morning's fiasco. In my mind, what would the amusement park trip really do? ... What if it backfired?

For a moment I imagined that weak, girly form of his trying to hoist up the metal hammer on strength machines, ridiculed by a crowd at the 'cute attempts of the little girl'. I imagined that girly form trying to eat crazy amounts of food and cold already hear whispers of onlookers blaming the binge eating on being dumped. How in the world was he planning on proving to himself he was a man? What would I do if it backfired and actually depressed him instead? But I also saw the determination and it seemed like he'd really thought this through while he was pouting. So maybe he had a plan.

"Even if look and sound like a girl, even if I dress like a girl, and squeal like a girl, and look cute as a cute gi- anyway, I am a still a man!"

I caved, sighing a bit. Was he always going to make me be the realist?

"Hummm ~ whether you think you're a guy or not, take a nice long look in the mirror Hoki-kun..." I sighed, trying to keep my frustration in check and tapped my lips trying to think of what to say... nicely. It wasn't his fault. He didn't understand. He never got 'the talk' that all young girls growing up did.

"Right now, you are very much a girl... and... it's shameful, okay? It's just not okay to be a girl, and be head-to-toe naked... even I'm a bit embarrassed for you, right now... okay?" I gripped my own arms, a red blush covering my face. My ears grew hot, hoping I wouldn't have to explain any further. I felt oddly vulnerable having to subtly explain a girl's innocence to a boy. But it had to be done, it seemed.

"We can go to an amusement park, I don't have a problem with that. Whatever I can do to help you, I will do. But for the love of God, please put some clothes on. If you're worried about dresses, the closet in here should have shorts and overalls in it too. You don't have to wear dresses - girls have a full wardrobe too, you know. Wear what makes you comfortable." A low grumble of my stomach interrupted my sentence.

"I-it'd be a waste to let the food you cooked this morning go to waste... so I'll head out first. You can come back out when you're finished dressing and eat too. I expect this will be a long day and you'll need your stamina. I'll let Kazuya-san know we will be going out for the day so he can prepare the car." I rose from my spot in the bed and exited the room, returning to the kitchen with a sigh. Today would be a long, long day indeed. I chomped down on a piece of cutlet, pleasantly surprised by the taste. Had Hoki always been this good at cooking?

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I sure didn't want to, but I did as told and looked into the mirror. First there was nothing but black, because I had closed my eyes. Little by little, among very many blinks, light was allowed into my retina until the sight of yesterday's girl was staring back at me nervously from the mirror. There was something like a sudden breeze, or a child down my spine (and arms) as the sight of the mirror made me more and more aware of my state of undress. Nonetheless, I had gone cold many times at home. This was nothing.

"There, see? Even if I look like this, I am still a man. Still, very much a man. And hum...no mirror is going to say otherwise!" I stood in front of it, hands on my waist now fully facing it. I could also see that red line dripping from my nose as I had a stare down with my reflection. Nonetheless I persisted. And persisted. Just stand there. How long had I been there, staring? It felt like ages? I had probably stood like that for an hour or something right? Yeah, I had surely proven my point my down, so I turned back around and burried my face in my hands.

I COULN'T TAKE IT AFTER ALL!

It was in such a sorry state that Aki-chan gave me a little scolding and a lesson in womanly decency, to which I could only respond by gulping. I did remove my face from my hands as she told me she would be ok with us going to the amusement park for my plan, but that I had to put on clothes. She was thoughtful enough to even bring up that she had other clothes among her collection besides just girly squirts and the like. She left for breakfast.

"Yes. And thank you." Were the last words I told her before she left me to sort what I should wear. At first, I merely thought about what clothes would suit me best. My old clothes wouldn't be allowed, and I doubted they would let me take any man-oriented clothes out either. My eye drifted a little towards the squirts and dresses at first, though with a quick shake of the head such thoughts were dismissed. What was the manliest thing here? I grabbed a pair of shorts and a simple white t-shirt, plus a pair of socks and the one thing from yesterday that didn't get thrown into a washing machine: my shoes. That was all I could go with, however I quickly realized a problem: with their size being larger than mine, the shorts simply fell over pretty quickly. Plus, with the absense of certain..other elements, there was no telling what could happen. I decided to take on the overalls and shirt instead, as the suspenders should allow me to walk around more freely despite the clothes being surprisingly baggy for me.

I threw a couple of airkicks, careful to avoid hitting anything, spun around a little too to get the feel of the clothes. Yep, they felt right enough. I took a look in the mirror. Aki-chan was right, it did feel a lot better to have clothes around me, covering what I didn't want to see. Then I placed a finger under my lip and tilted my head slightly. Then I put an arm behind my head, striking another pose.

"I do look kinda cute don't I? Wait, what am I doing..." I quickly shook my head, clearing my throat and turned back around, heading for the stair case and breakfast. I wondered what mother and father were thinking about. Had they noticed I wasn't there yet? They were probably so mad that I didn't show up for that important dinner. I wished I could tell them that I was safe, that this was no repeat of the incident from that time.

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-Flashback- (years ago)

"Hokori? Hokori!" Ah, mom, that stung. That really stung.

"Ow, ow, ow..." I complained, more to voice that she was hugging me despite there still being branches stuck on my arms and face, not to mention all the little cuts. Unrprisingly, mom let me go really quickly.

"How is he doing? Is he going to be arlight?!" My father was pratically pressing the doctor against the wall.

"Your son will be alright, do not worry. He probably had the scare of his life, but..."

"HOW IS THAT ALRIGHT?" Mother's scream could have waken babies sleeping in the womb. And her tears could have sated their thirst. She turned back to me and almost embraced me again, but instead just lightly rubbed my cheek. "Everything is going to be alright dear. Everything is going to be alright, because you're here now."[/color]

"Oh, that's right. I should probably cancel the search parties." Father said.

"What about her?" I asked.

"The girl that was with you? I'm sure she'll be alright too son. You did save her. But please..."

"...Don't do something like that, that dangerous ever again." Mother finished.

-Flashback Over-
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Midorikuchi park was one of those theme parks that strattles the line between being a decent local business and scammy corporate scheme. While it wasn't exactly falling apart, multiple lawsuits from the movie the park had obviously been ripping off with their attractions and green ogre mascot alike, had left the park rather stale in the previous decade. Everything, in the most visible and visited areas anyway. was clean and well-functional, but there was no denying the presence of delinquent hideout in less known areas of the park, sparying graffiti and having bouts in the ruined attractions, nor the clear undersfatted facilities. Glass half full kin of people prefered to say the place had lost some of its former glory and size. The paranoid prefered to say the criminals were closing in. As for what mattered today, that was how close this theme park was to Aki-chan's mansion. Plus I had been here with Kushi once, so I knew my way around more or less. I had also been here with Aki-chan...way back then.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Before we enter." I stopped on my tracks and took a 180 degree spin. "Aki-chan until my erm...problem is solved, I don't think it would be good for me to use my real name. So, in celebration of the future you have given me, and the one I will surely recover, my name from today will be Mirai!"

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I sure didn't want to, but I did as told and looked into the mirror. First there was nothing but black, because I had closed my eyes. Little by little, among very many blinks, light was allowed into my retina until the sight of yesterday's girl was staring back at me nervously from the mirror. There was something like a sudden breeze, or a child down my spine (and arms) as the sight of the mirror made me more and more aware of my state of undress. Nonetheless, I had gone cold many times at home. This was nothing.

"There, see? Even if I look like this, I am still a man. Still, very much a man. And hum...no mirror is going to say otherwise!" I stood in front of it, hands on my waist now fully facing it. I could also see that red line dripping from my nose as I had a stare down with my reflection. Nonetheless I persisted. And persisted. Just stand there. How long had I been there, staring? It felt like ages? I had probably stood like that for an hour or something right? Yeah, I had surely proven my point my down, so I turned back around and burried my face in my hands.

I COULN'T TAKE IT AFTER ALL!

It was in such a sorry state that Aki-chan gave me a little scolding and a lesson in womanly decency, to which I could only respond by gulping. I did remove my face from my hands as she told me she would be ok with us going to the amusement park for my plan, but that I had to put on clothes. She was thoughtful enough to even bring up that she had other clothes among her collection besides just girly squirts and the like. She left for breakfast.

"Yes. And thank you." Were the last words I told her before she left me to sort what I should wear. At first, I merely thought about what clothes would suit me best. My old clothes wouldn't be allowed, and I doubted they would let me take any man-oriented clothes out either. My eye drifted a little towards the squirts and dresses at first, though with a quick shake of the head such thoughts were dismissed. What was the manliest thing here? I grabbed a pair of shorts and a simple white t-shirt, plus a pair of socks and the one thing from yesterday that didn't get thrown into a washing machine: my shoes. That was all I could go with, however I quickly realized a problem: with their size being larger than mine, the shorts simply fell over pretty quickly. Plus, with the absense of certain..other elements, there was no telling what could happen. I decided to take on the overalls and shirt instead, as the suspenders should allow me to walk around more freely despite the clothes being surprisingly baggy for me.

I threw a couple of airkicks, careful to avoid hitting anything, spun around a little too to get the feel of the clothes. Yep, they felt right enough. I took a look in the mirror. Aki-chan was right, it did feel a lot better to have clothes around me, covering what I didn't want to see. Then I placed a finger under my lip and tilted my head slightly. Then I put an arm behind my head, striking another pose.

"I do look kinda cute don't I? Wait, what am I doing..." I quickly shook my head, clearing my throat and turned back around, heading for the stair case and breakfast. I wondered what mother and father were thinking about. Had they noticed I wasn't there yet? They were probably so mad that I didn't show up for that important dinner. I wished I could tell them that I was safe, that this was no repeat of the incident from that time.

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-Flashback- (years ago)

"Hokori? Hokori!" Ah, mom, that stung. That really stung.

"Ow, ow, ow..." I complained, more to voice that she was hugging me despite there still being branches stuck on my arms and face, not to mention all the little cuts. Unrprisingly, mom let me go really quickly.

"How is he doing? Is he going to be arlight?!" My father was pratically pressing the doctor against the wall.

"Your son will be alright, do not worry. He probably had the scare of his life, but..."

"HOW IS THAT ALRIGHT?" Mother's scream could have waken babies sleeping in the womb. And her tears could have sated their thirst. She turned back to me and almost embraced me again, but instead just lightly rubbed my cheek. "Everything is going to be alright dear. Everything is going to be alright, because you're here now."[/color]

"Oh, that's right. I should probably cancel the search parties." Father said.

"What about her?" I asked.

"The girl that was with you? I'm sure she'll be alright too son. You did save her. But please..."

"...Don't do something like that, that dangerous ever again." Mother finished.

-Flashback Over-
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Midorikuchi park was one of those theme parks that strattles the line between being a decent local business and scammy corporate scheme. While it wasn't exactly falling apart, multiple lawsuits from the movie the park had obviously been ripping off with their attractions and green ogre mascot alike, had left the park rather stale in the previous decade. Everything, in the most visible and visited areas anyway. was clean and well-functional, but there was no denying the presence of delinquent hideout in less known areas of the park, sparying graffiti and having bouts in the ruined attractions, nor the clear undersfatted facilities. Glass half full kin of people prefered to say the place had lost some of its former glory and size. The paranoid prefered to say the criminals were closing in. As for what mattered today, that was how close this theme park was to Aki-chan's mansion. Plus I had been here with Kushi once, so I knew my way around more or less. I had also been here with Aki-chan...way back then.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Before we enter." I stopped on my tracks and took a 180 degree spin. "Aki-chan until my erm...problem is solved, I don't think it would be good for me to use my real name. So, in celebration of the future you have given me, and the one I will surely recover, my name from today will be Mirai!"

Ceemuhrie · Feb 21, 2019

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Akemi Kojima
Afternoon time~

Aimlessly, I wandered into the front gates of Midorikuchi Park, the bustling sounds of children squealing with excitement and carnival-esque noises filled the air. Sure, there were dull spots throughout the park, however, whatever was still operating was seemingly well-maintained. Booths upon booths of food, multiple different exhibits and large rides littering the background of the enormous amusement space. Even a cheesy-looking Haunted House. Thinking back, when we were much younger, Hoki and I were probably terrified of the people that dressed up and crawled out of wells, or the fake will o' wisps guiding us to certain doom.

How silly, I chuckled. I suddenly wondered if he'd been since we last went. I know that I hadn't. In my distraction, I almost bumped into Hoki as his girlish form twirled to face me.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Before we enter... Aki-chan until my erm...problem is solved, I don't think it would be good for me to use my real name. So, in celebration of the future you have given me, and the one I will surely recover, my name from today will be Mirai!"

Out of all the names he could've chosen... he went with Mirai? I tilted my head a bit, feeling awkward somehow - it seemed a bit generic and plain for an idol, didn't it? Oh well. If Hoki chose that name by himself, who was I to snuff my nose at it? Plus - we were supposed to be 'great friends', at least, that's how I portrayed it to Kazuya, so first name basis would be crucial. But it felt awkward and empty calling Hoki something other than his actual name.

"Mirai... san? Ehrrrr... Mirai-chan?" I said aloud, my brow furrowing a bit. I'd have to get used to saying it a bit more often for it to really stick. Should I just drop the honorific entirely? Ugh, why was this so hard? Should I go more familial? "Mirai-nee," I said a bit more assertively, confidently. Ah, that wouldn't do! It felt creepy trying to call her by family honorifics!

"Mmm, as I thought... it's weird calling you something other than Hoki-kun, heh... don't mind me! I suppose I have to get used to it. Plus, it's good to have a name decided before my father gets back from his business trip. It'll be more believable like this. Have you thought about a surname, too? Oh, tickets, we need tickets..."

Taking long, steady strides I made way to the ticket booth, slipping my hands into my shoulder bag for some money as I eyeballed prices. I asked the teller for two wristbands, that way we could enjoy any ride or booth we wanted to without having to stop for more tickets, or risk losing tickets. Theme parks really had a way of racking up money with ticket sales, but money wasn't really a question when it came to my household. What a problem to have - all the money I'd ever need in my teenage years, a mansion, good looks and still wanting more. But Hoki... he was losing everything.

Parents... home... school life... gender. I almost felt guilty for bargaining Kushi with Hoki.

As soon as I'd paid for the wristbands and received them, I turned to Hoki, tying the wristband around his tiny wrist. I was almost jealous of his natural almost manicured set of fingernails. How in the word... ah. Never mind it. "Lead the way, Mirai-chan," I said casually, tucking my hands into the pocket of my capris. I would let him lead the way, since it was his idea to come. Call it a gut-feeling, or maybe women's intuition. But being here at the amusement park... I smelled a troublesome experience coming.

Akemi Kojima
Afternoon time~

Aimlessly, I wandered into the front gates of Midorikuchi Park, the bustling sounds of children squealing with excitement and carnival-esque noises filled the air. Sure, there were dull spots throughout the park, however, whatever was still operating was seemingly well-maintained. Booths upon booths of food, multiple different exhibits and large rides littering the background of the enormous amusement space. Even a cheesy-looking Haunted House. Thinking back, when we were much younger, Hoki and I were probably terrified of the people that dressed up and crawled out of wells, or the fake will o' wisps guiding us to certain doom.

How silly, I chuckled. I suddenly wondered if he'd been since we last went. I know that I hadn't. In my distraction, I almost bumped into Hoki as his girlish form twirled to face me.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Before we enter... Aki-chan until my erm...problem is solved, I don't think it would be good for me to use my real name. So, in celebration of the future you have given me, and the one I will surely recover, my name from today will be Mirai!"

Out of all the names he could've chosen... he went with Mirai? I tilted my head a bit, feeling awkward somehow - it seemed a bit generic and plain for an idol, didn't it? Oh well. If Hoki chose that name by himself, who was I to snuff my nose at it? Plus - we were supposed to be 'great friends', at least, that's how I portrayed it to Kazuya, so first name basis would be crucial. But it felt awkward and empty calling Hoki something other than his actual name.

"Mirai... san? Ehrrrr... Mirai-chan?" I said aloud, my brow furrowing a bit. I'd have to get used to saying it a bit more often for it to really stick. Should I just drop the honorific entirely? Ugh, why was this so hard? Should I go more familial? "Mirai-nee," I said a bit more assertively, confidently. Ah, that wouldn't do! It felt creepy trying to call her by family honorifics!

"Mmm, as I thought... it's weird calling you something other than Hoki-kun, heh... don't mind me! I suppose I have to get used to it. Plus, it's good to have a name decided before my father gets back from his business trip. It'll be more believable like this. Have you thought about a surname, too? Oh, tickets, we need tickets..."

Taking long, steady strides I made way to the ticket booth, slipping my hands into my shoulder bag for some money as I eyeballed prices. I asked the teller for two wristbands, that way we could enjoy any ride or booth we wanted to without having to stop for more tickets, or risk losing tickets. Theme parks really had a way of racking up money with ticket sales, but money wasn't really a question when it came to my household. What a problem to have - all the money I'd ever need in my teenage years, a mansion, good looks and still wanting more. But Hoki... he was losing everything.

Parents... home... school life... gender. I almost felt guilty for bargaining Kushi with Hoki.

As soon as I'd paid for the wristbands and received them, I turned to Hoki, tying the wristband around his tiny wrist. I was almost jealous of his natural almost manicured set of fingernails. How in the word... ah. Never mind it. "Lead the way, Mirai-chan," I said casually, tucking my hands into the pocket of my capris. I would let him lead the way, since it was his idea to come. Call it a gut-feeling, or maybe women's intuition. But being here at the amusement park... I smelled a troublesome experience coming.

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M-Mirai-n-n-nee?! One of my hands covered my mouth as I looked away. What kind of sensation was this? I was blushing again, my heart almost skipped a beat at Aki-chan adressing me like her older sister. It looked liked I wouldn't have to worry too much about it though, since Aki herself wasn't really feeling my new name. Did she think I chose poorly? I thought it was a nice name, but maybe it was too cheesy? Did I look like a chuunibyou picking a name like this? Or maybe it didn't fit the manly image she surely still remembered me by?

"Uhm, maybe you could adress me as Mirai-kun for now? Should be easier than changing everything wholesale, and we can always transition to just Mirai. or, you know, whatever you think best..." I rubbed the back of my head with a nervous laugh, then Aki asked me about a surname. "Well, I, thing is, uhm, not really, no. I guess I figured I would just continuing using my own surname...but that's not really going to work out is it?"

Instead of a ticket, Aki-chan got us a pair of wristbands which supposedly would let us get to the attractions for free for a while. I extended my hand to her and silently let her put it on me, though it made me feel like the earlier "big sister/little sister" vibe had been reversed. It made more sense that way even: I was depending on Aki so much, just because I drank that stupid potion. It was frankly so unsightly of me...but if I could at least prove myself today, prove myself still a real man, then all was not lost yet. I would surely repay her kindness and get Kushi to fall for her. I decided our first order of business would be the haunted mansion.

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"Gawooo!" some part-timer in a costume lept out of the darkness in a werewolf costume.

"Gyahh!" Aki-chan closed her eyes. I could feel her hands squeezing my muscular arm.

"Haha, you're such a scaredy-cat Aki-chan." I told her in my deep, manly voice. I patted her back and pulled her closer to me. "There's nothing to be scared of. But you can keep holding on to me if you'd like. I'll protect you."

"Ah, Hokori, you're so manly!" Aki-chan squeeled, but going a little red, she quickly buried her face on the back of my shirt. "I'll... I'll take you up on your offer then. But don't you dare look, you hear!"

I chuckled.

"You're adorable Aki-chan."

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Reality, however, was a little different from that fantasy I pictured as we crossed over to the haunted mansion. While the attraction hadn't exactly been upgraded, somehow the low mantainenance on it compared to everything else worked in its favor. There were no longer spider webs there, well, no more FAKE spider webs, and the wood genuinely looked like it could crumble to pieces at any moment. There was an old man in a graveyard caretaker's outfit sitting in a rocking chair by the entrance, giving menacing stares to all those that passed by. I took a deep breath and approached him.

"H-h-hi!" Despite the stuttering, I purposely deepened my voice. It sounded quite unnatural, admitedly. "We-we, w-would l-l-like to come in here p-please."

The glare the man gave me send shivers down my spine, but then he broke into a smile.

"Ah, that's great! Not a lot of youngsters come here anymore for some reason. Well, nothing but noisy little brats. Its nice to see you two fine ladies have a little fire in you hehe." The man's chuckle after calling me a "fine lady" stung a little. I smiled and chuckled back nervous to him, then turned and waved at Aki-chan to signal to her that we were about to come into the haunted mansion. Before I could get there though, I felt a slight tug on my shirt. The old man grabbed my hand and put something small like candy in my hand. "It's a pill, for the throat. My throat also dries up and gets sore sometime. It'd be a real pity for such a cute girl to have to go through the day with a rough voice like that."

I marched to Aki's side shivering. Those words had stung even more.

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M-Mirai-n-n-nee?! One of my hands covered my mouth as I looked away. What kind of sensation was this? I was blushing again, my heart almost skipped a beat at Aki-chan adressing me like her older sister. It looked liked I wouldn't have to worry too much about it though, since Aki herself wasn't really feeling my new name. Did she think I chose poorly? I thought it was a nice name, but maybe it was too cheesy? Did I look like a chuunibyou picking a name like this? Or maybe it didn't fit the manly image she surely still remembered me by?

"Uhm, maybe you could adress me as Mirai-kun for now? Should be easier than changing everything wholesale, and we can always transition to just Mirai. or, you know, whatever you think best..." I rubbed the back of my head with a nervous laugh, then Aki asked me about a surname. "Well, I, thing is, uhm, not really, no. I guess I figured I would just continuing using my own surname...but that's not really going to work out is it?"

Instead of a ticket, Aki-chan got us a pair of wristbands which supposedly would let us get to the attractions for free for a while. I extended my hand to her and silently let her put it on me, though it made me feel like the earlier "big sister/little sister" vibe had been reversed. It made more sense that way even: I was depending on Aki so much, just because I drank that stupid potion. It was frankly so unsightly of me...but if I could at least prove myself today, prove myself still a real man, then all was not lost yet. I would surely repay her kindness and get Kushi to fall for her. I decided our first order of business would be the haunted mansion.

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"Gawooo!" some part-timer in a costume lept out of the darkness in a werewolf costume.

"Gyahh!" Aki-chan closed her eyes. I could feel her hands squeezing my muscular arm.

"Haha, you're such a scaredy-cat Aki-chan." I told her in my deep, manly voice. I patted her back and pulled her closer to me. "There's nothing to be scared of. But you can keep holding on to me if you'd like. I'll protect you."

"Ah, Hokori, you're so manly!" Aki-chan squeeled, but going a little red, she quickly buried her face on the back of my shirt. "I'll... I'll take you up on your offer then. But don't you dare look, you hear!"

I chuckled.

"You're adorable Aki-chan."

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Reality, however, was a little different from that fantasy I pictured as we crossed over to the haunted mansion. While the attraction hadn't exactly been upgraded, somehow the low mantainenance on it compared to everything else worked in its favor. There were no longer spider webs there, well, no more FAKE spider webs, and the wood genuinely looked like it could crumble to pieces at any moment. There was an old man in a graveyard caretaker's outfit sitting in a rocking chair by the entrance, giving menacing stares to all those that passed by. I took a deep breath and approached him.

"H-h-hi!" Despite the stuttering, I purposely deepened my voice. It sounded quite unnatural, admitedly. "We-we, w-would l-l-like to come in here p-please."

The glare the man gave me send shivers down my spine, but then he broke into a smile.

"Ah, that's great! Not a lot of youngsters come here anymore for some reason. Well, nothing but noisy little brats. Its nice to see you two fine ladies have a little fire in you hehe." The man's chuckle after calling me a "fine lady" stung a little. I smiled and chuckled back nervous to him, then turned and waved at Aki-chan to signal to her that we were about to come into the haunted mansion. Before I could get there though, I felt a slight tug on my shirt. The old man grabbed my hand and put something small like candy in my hand. "It's a pill, for the throat. My throat also dries up and gets sore sometime. It'd be a real pity for such a cute girl to have to go through the day with a rough voice like that."

I marched to Aki's side shivering. Those words had stung even more.

Ceemuhrie · Mar 31, 2019

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Akemi Kojima
Afternoon time~

Hoki left my side and I wondered what would be the best route for a surname. Perhaps he could take on my name? We could tell our classmates that we were related? Ah, would that be believable enough? Maybe just a new surname and pretend Hoki was an exchange student from the other side of Japan? Eh, I'd think about it later.

As I glanced up at the old building, I remembered the first time we came here... we were so young then. Happier. Closer. The Haunted House was a lot less decrepit and there were usually lines, but now? It looked like a legitimate abandoned house. It was possible that it could actually be haunted. I didn't want to think about that either.

"We-we, w-would l-l-like to come in here p-please."

I could hear that stuttering a mile away. Hoki was terrified already and not even inside yet!

I would admit that the caretaker was definitely a bit on the creepier side, and the attraction was definitely a lot less loved than the many roller coasters or cafe spots. I shivered watching a spider slink down a web, my face no doubt turning blue with disgust. Did Hoki really want to go in here? For what? To prove a point? I was beginning to think I was in some sort of comedy... and Hoki was the star.

He motioned me over and, as I stepped closer to the pair, the boards under my footing creaked harshly. Gulp. Okay, that's... creepy. I think I'm more afraid for my safety than for the ride...

For a brief moment, I noticed that the caretaker placed something in Hoki's hand, though it was quite small and I couldn't see it as he balled up his small, girlish, shaking fist. I wondered what it was, but Hoki made a somewhat hurt expression and oddly, it made me feel a bit sad for him. The sound of a cackle drew me back into focus on the caretaker, his beady eyes focusing on the two of us as he proceeded to get up from his chair and opened the door. His knobby knees and bent back captured my attention, my breath held in my throat as a lingering feeling of dread filled myself and Hoki. I wondered if Hoki felt as uncomfortable as I did.

On cue, Hoki shuffled closer to me -- he was definitely uncomfortable. That shivering wouldn't fool me.

The door creaked, a clump of web fell from the threshold of the door and the foyer was eerily dark, albeit a single lit candle. It flickered unreliably and the room smelled of musk and rot, even as we stood on the door step. Was this the actual design for the Haunted House? Or was it just so un-visited that it became like this? A heavy, sinking feeling filled my stomach and my chest felt tight - was I actually afraid?

"Mirai-chan..." I said softly, using my elbow to nudge Hoki forward. "Mirai-chan, you're not going in..." I nudged Hoki again, but this time, the caretaker shoved both of us in, the heavy door slamming behind us and the only source of light in the room going out completely.

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Hoki left my side and I wondered what would be the best route for a surname. Perhaps he could take on my name? We could tell our classmates that we were related? Ah, would that be believable enough? Maybe just a new surname and pretend Hoki was an exchange student from the other side of Japan? Eh, I'd think about it later.

As I glanced up at the old building, I remembered the first time we came here... we were so young then. Happier. Closer. The Haunted House was a lot less decrepit and there were usually lines, but now? It looked like a legitimate abandoned house. It was possible that it could actually be haunted. I didn't want to think about that either.

"We-we, w-would l-l-like to come in here p-please."

I could hear that stuttering a mile away. Hoki was terrified already and not even inside yet!

I would admit that the caretaker was definitely a bit on the creepier side, and the attraction was definitely a lot less loved than the many roller coasters or cafe spots. I shivered watching a spider slink down a web, my face no doubt turning blue with disgust. Did Hokie really want to go in here? For what? To prove a point? I was beginning to think I was in some sort of comedy... and Hoki was the star.

He motioned me over and, as I stepped closer to the pair, the boards under my footing creaked harshly. Gulp. Okay, that's... creepy. I think I'm more afraid for my safety than for the ride...

For a brief moment, I noticed that the caretaker placed something in Hoki's hand, though it was quite small and I couldn't see it as he balled up his small, girlish, shaking fist. I wondered what it was, but Hoki made a somewhat hurt expression and oddly, it made me feel a bit sad for him. The sound of a cackle drew me back into focus on the caretaker, his beady eyes focusing on the two of us as he proceeded to get up from his chair and opened the door. His knobby knees and bent back captured my attention, my breath held in my throat as a lingering feeling of dread filled myself and Hoki. I wondered if Hoki felt as uncomfortable as I did.

On cue, Hoki shuffled closer to me -- he was definitely uncomfortable. That shivering wouldn't fool me.

The door creaked, a clump of web fell from the threshold of the door and the foyer was eerily dark, albeit a single lit candle. It flickered unreliably and the room smelled of musk and rot, even as we stood on the door step. Was this the actual design for the Haunted House? Or was it just so un-visited that it became like this? A heavy, sinking feeling filled my stomach and my chest felt tight - was I actually afraid?

"Mirai-chan..." I said softly, using my elbow to nudge Hoki forward. "Mirai-chan, you're not going in..." I nudged Hoki again, but this time, the caretaker shoved both of us in, the heavy door slamming behind us and the only source of light in the room going out completely.[/COLOR]

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"EEEP!" I yelled as I stumbled forward with the push. Somethign cracked underneath my feet, as I did, though I didn't have time to check what it was myself before the door shut behind us, leaving us in utter darkness. There was no cart to ride, no guide, so I could only presume this was going to be one of those maze-like heaunted house things, with people in corny costumes trying to jump scare us until we got to the end by foot. I gulped, then moved slightly sideways to attempt to locate Aki. As I did, I felt something crunching beneath my feet again, as if I was crushing cereal that had just barely been dipped in milk and quickly extracted again. I tried pulling away, but nowhere did my feet land that I didn't at least touch one of those stretchy segmented, crushable things. The floor was crawling with those...whatever they were, in fact I was quite curious on what might be, but something told me I really didn't. I wondered if Aki was also holding back the urge to squirm with all her might. Ah, dammit, why did this haunted house have to be so good?! I threw a fist sideways in anger and quickly pulled it away with a little yelp after something sticky and silky got tangled around it. Even as I regained a bit of my composure, I could virtually hear my own heart beat, and even though I tried shaking it off some strings of that thing were still attached to my hand.

No, I had to calm down. Calm down, Hoki. Think....what was a man supposed to do in this kind of situation? I took a deep breath, then reached out my hand to where Aki...probably was.

"If if you're fry-frightened, you you c-can take m-my hand. I'll k-keep you safe. Or you know, j-just hold on to me. Tight." I gulped, wondering if she would even play along with this. Nonetheless, I came here today to show her my manly side, regardless of my parts, so even if I was scared, no I wasn't. A little bit. Ok, a lot, but you know, what was it, "without fear there can't be courage", right? So like, if I had lots of fear, I also had lots of courage, or something like that. Even so, Aki seemed skeptical of me. Maybe I should try to find another reason for her to give me a chance like I wanted. "You can just make it into pratice. Even if it's just pretend, lots of us guys like girls to rely on us, right? So just picture Kushi and using the haunted house to get a hold of his hand or arm or something. Come on now, let's go."

When we got our move on and after turning a few corners (bumping into walls a few times in the meanwhile), some kind of weird radio creepy music started playing, while some of the path ahead became slightly easier to see due to faint light of torches in the distance. Unlike the crunchy things from before, the ambience music was so corny and clearly meant to set a "horror movie" mood that it had the opposite effect, to the point that I ALMOST didn't take a small jump back when that "corpse" fell from the ceiling. It seemed like some pale doll of a corpse, tied with string by the feet and a noose holding the neck, even though the doll fell upside down and was now hanging from that same ceiling. I moved around it carefully, not wanting to touch it even though even in the dim light one could easily see how fake it was. There was a boyish chuckle nearby as we passed through the torches, a shadow moved beside us. As I turned, I saw a short figure passing right next to us, and seemingly vanishing into a wall. Squitting my eyes I could see a small crack there, vestiges of a passage hidden by torch light, and it wasn't even real torch light since the torches turned out to be fake electric ones. Not that I could blame them. This place would have gone from ruin to dust if someone so much as lit a cigarrete in here.

"Still, it is easy to tell that whoever made it is quite dedicated. Even though this place is falling apart as clear as day, in here someone is trying to hard to preserve this place as fun and sc-"

"Buwaaaahahaha!" A short figure with something like a coconut helmet lept in front of me from the opposite end of where I saw it disappear earlier. It felt like my heart stopped for a moment. The figure took a spin, then pointed down towards me and spoke in a voice like that of a young boy (probably because it was) "Your doom, your doooom!"

They then skipped away back towards one of the other end. My legs were shaking, but was felt weakest of all were my tear glands.

"I didn't scream! I didn't scream at all!" I denied reality towards AKi, pulling my self back into a straightened position. "L-let's get going to the end..."

The torch lights blinked a few times as we approached the next turn, then they turned off completely.

"AAAAAAAH!" I screamed as I felt the sudden pressure against my chest and waist. It was probably just some prop, given how light and silky it was, but I also felt shivers and something crawling up my belly.

"AAAAAAAH!" Someone screamed back, a girl by the sound of it.

The lights turned back on again, I thought it had been part of the ride, but maybe it was just some error? Then the girl, maybe she had gone ahead of us? Either way, she was lying right there on the ground on all fours.

"Are you alright?" I inquired, half-panicked.

The girl looked up to me, teary-eyed, and ran right past me and Aki, towards the entrance and not the exit.

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"EEEP!" I yelled as I stumbled forward with the push. Somethign cracked underneath my feet, as I did, though I didn't have time to check what it was myself before the door shut behind us, leaving us in utter darkness. There was no cart to ride, no guide, so I could only presume this was going to be one of those maze-like heaunted house things, with people in corny costumes trying to jump scare us until we got to the end by foot. I gulped, then moved slightly sideways to attempt to locate Aki. As I did, I felt something crunching beneath my feet again, as if I was crushing cereal that had just barely been dipped in milk and quickly extracted again. I tried pulling away, but nowhere did my feet land that I didn't at least touch one of those stretchy segmented, crushable things. The floor was crawling with those...whatever they were, in fact I was quite curious on what might be, but something told me I really didn't. I wondered if Aki was also holding back the urge to squirm with all her might. Ah, dammit, why did this haunted house have to be so good?! I threw a fist sideways in anger and quickly pulled it away with a little yelp after something sticky and silky got tangled around it. Even as I regained a bit of my composure, I could virtually hear my own heart beat, and even though I tried shaking it off some strings of that thing were still attached to my hand.

No, I had to calm down. Calm down, Hoki. Think....what was a man supposed to do in this kind of situation? I took a deep breath, then reached out my hand to where Aki...probably was.

"If if you're fry-frightened, you you c-can take m-my hand. I'll k-keep you safe. Or you know, j-just hold on to me. Tight." I gulped, wondering if she would even play along with this. Nonetheless, I came here today to show her my manly side, regardless of my parts, so even if I was scared, no I wasn't. A little bit. Ok, a lot, but you know, what was it, "without fear there can't be courage", right? So like, if I had lots of fear, I also had lots of courage, or something like that. Even so, Aki seemed skeptical of me. Maybe I should try to find another reason for her to give me a chance like I wanted. "You can just make it into pratice. Even if it's just pretend, lots of us guys like girls to rely on us, right? So just picture Kushi and using the haunted house to get a hold of his hand or arm or something. Come on now, let's go."

When we got our move on and after turning a few corners (bumping into walls a few times in the meanwhile), some kind of weird radio creepy music started playing, while some of the path ahead became slightly easier to see due to faint light of torches in the distance. Unlike the crunchy things from before, the ambience music was so corny and clearly meant to set a "horror movie" mood that it had the opposite effect, to the point that I ALMOST didn't take a small jump back when that "corpse" fell from the ceiling. It seemed like some pale doll of a corpse, tied with string by the feet and a noose holding the neck, even though the doll fell upside down and was now hanging from that same ceiling. I moved around it carefully, not wanting to touch it even though even in the dim light one could easily see how fake it was. There was a boyish chuckle nearby as we passed through the torches, a shadow moved beside us. As I turned, I saw a short figure passing right next to us, and seemingly vanishing into a wall. Squitting my eyes I could see a small crack there, vestiges of a passage hidden by torch light, and it wasn't even real torch light since the torches turned out to be fake electric ones. Not that I could blame them. This place would have gone from ruin to dust if someone so much as lit a cigarrete in here.

"Still, it is easy to tell that whoever made it is quite dedicated. Even though this place is falling apart as clear as day, in here someone is trying to hard to preserve this place as fun and sc-"

"Buwaaaahahaha!" A short figure with something like a coconut helmet lept in front of me from the opposite end of where I saw it disappear earlier. It felt like my heart stopped for a moment. The figure took a spin, then pointed down towards me and spoke in a voice like that of a young boy (probably because it was) "Your doom, your doooom!"

They then skipped away back towards one of the other end. My legs were shaking, but was felt weakest of all were my tear glands.

"I didn't scream! I didn't scream at all!" I denied reality towards AKi, pulling my self back into a straightened position. "L-let's get going to the end..."

The torch lights blinked a few times as we approached the next turn, then they turned off completely.

"AAAAAAAH!" I screamed as I felt the sudden pressure against my chest and waist. It was probably just some prop, given how light and silky it was, but I also felt shivers and something crawling up my belly.

"AAAAAAAH!" Someone screamed back, a girl by the sound of it.

The lights turned back on again, I thought it had been part of the ride, but maybe it was just some error? Then the girl, maybe she had gone ahead of us? Either way, she was lying right there on the ground on all fours.

"Are you alright?" I inquired, half-panicked.

The girl looked up to me, teary-eyed, and ran right past me and Aki, towards the entrance and not the exit.

Ceemuhrie · Jul 8, 2019

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Akemi Kojima
Afternoon time~

I felt the trembling of small fingers around my own, soft blurred images as I struggled to see in the darkness. I heard the soft clack of Hoki's slightly heeled shoe tap on the ground - I could feel his meek breaths in the dank, basement-like room we found ourselves enclosed in. How in the world could he convince me I'd be safe if he was acting like that?

"If if you're fry-frightened, you you c-can take m-my hand. I'll k-keep you safe. Or you know, j-just hold on to me. Tight"

Ba-dump.

Wait. WHAT?

So suddenly his had voice cut through the dark, and I held my breath so he wouldn't know that I'd momentarily felt... oddly flustered. Even in his own terror he seemed so... endearing. Just like when we were young. For a moment, in this darkness, it felt like we were so much younger. Back when Hoki was reckless, and fearless... and a boy. As kids, I counted on Hoki being the one to protect me. And now? I... I reached my hand for his, flinching slightly at Hoki's next words.

"You can just make it into practice. Even if it's just pretend, lots of us guys like girls to rely on us, right? So just picture Kushi and using the haunted house to get a hold of his hand or arm or something."

"O-oh, right," I said softly. My chest felt tight and my lips formed an arrogant pout. Letting out a (slightly) aggravated and over-exaggerated sigh, I clasped my arms about Hoki's arm. "Haaaa... I'm in your care then." ... is what I said. But internally, boiled. How in the world was I supposed to feel safer when Hoki, in his girly little body, was trembling AND smaller than me? That small, minor figment of my imagination earlier was just a delusion! Hmph! If anything, I should have been the protector. Wait... what was I thinking? Protector... what... an odd word... for me.

Hoki led us through the rooms, our eyes adjusting to the dark, dimly lit rooms and flickering candles (or makeshift torches maybe?) barely lighting the way. I thanked whoever was responsible for the corny horror music 'cause if not for that ungodly music, you would've surely heard the stagnant silence between us and Hoki's girlish yelps and whimpers. And also... the steady pounding of my heart.

As we rounded corner after corner, it felt like we were never going to reach the end until a coconut-headed figure jumped out and raked a shrill scream from Hoki's lungs. In return of his own terror, I screamed as well! My knees buckled as I covered my eyes in embarrassment; the figure ran off immediately with a childish chuckle and some real pride in his step.

"W-what a jerk! Scaring us like that!" I whined, "And you! Why did you scream like that --"

Before I knew it, Hoki was already out of my arm's grip and wandering toward the exit and girl sprawled on all fours. The exit was in sight and yet this girl, eyes filled with tears. And she ran toward the entrance. But... why not the exit? It was right there... so why? My stomach felt like it was in knots. Something bad was coming, I could just feel it... I looked to Hoki, my brow furrowing.

"Ne, I-I have a bad feel about this... let's hurry up to the exit."

Akemi Kojima
Afternoon time~

I felt the trembling of small fingers around my own, soft blurred images as I struggled to see in the darkness. I heard the soft clack of Hoki's slightly heeled shoe tap on the ground - I could feel his meek breaths in the dank, basement-like room we found ourselves enclosed in. How in the world could he convince me I'd be safe if he was acting like that?

"If if you're fry-frightened, you you c-can take m-my hand. I'll k-keep you safe. Or you know, j-just hold on to me. Tight"

Ba-dump.

Wait. WHAT?

So suddenly his had voice cut through the dark, and I held my breath so he wouldn't know that I'd momentarily felt... oddly flustered. Even in his own terror he seemed so... endearing. Just like when we were young. For a moment, in this darkness, it felt like we were so much younger. Back when Hoki was reckless, and fearless... and a boy. As kids, I counted on Hoki being the one to protect me. And now? I... I reached my hand for his, flinching slightly at Hoki's next words.

"You can just make it into practice. Even if it's just pretend, lots of us guys like girls to rely on us, right? So just picture Kushi and using the haunted house to get a hold of his hand or arm or something."

"O-oh, right," I said softly. My chest felt tight and my lips formed an arrogant pout. Letting out a (slightly) aggravated and over-exaggerated sigh, I clasped my arms about Hoki's arm. "Haaaa... I'm in your care then." ... is what I said. But internally, boiled. How in the world was I supposed to feel safer when Hoki, in his girly little body, was trembling AND smaller than me? That small, minor figment of my imagination earlier was just a delusion! Hmph! If anything, I should have been the protector. Wait... what was I thinking? Protector... what... an odd word... for me.

Hoki led us through the rooms, our eyes adjusting to the dark, dimly lit rooms and flickering candles (or makeshift torches maybe?) barely lighting the way. I thanked whoever was responsible for the corny horror music 'cause if not for that ungodly music, you would've surely heard the stagnant silence between us and Hoki's girlish yelps and whimpers. And also... the steady pounding of my heart.

As we rounded corner after corner, it felt like we were never going to reach the end until a coconut-headed figure jumped out and raked a shrill scream from Hoki's lungs. In return of his own terror, I screamed as well! My knees buckled as I covered my eyes in embarrassment; the figure ran off immediately with a childish chuckle and some real pride in his step.

"W-what a jerk! Scaring us like that!" I whined, "And you! Why did you scream like that --"

Before I knew it, Hoki was already out of my arm's grip and wandering toward the exit and girl sprawled on all fours. The exit was in sight and yet this girl, eyes filled with tears. And she ran toward the entrance. But... why not the exit? It was right there... so why? My stomach felt like it was in knots. Something bad was coming, I could just feel it... I looked to Hoki, my brow furrowing.

"Ne, I-I have a bad feel about this... let's hurry up to the exit."

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I never quite got to hear Aki-chan's whole sermon about me screaming, nor her anger at the haunted mansion worker (pretty young for a worker though), in fact I had barely noticed that we got separated, until there was the whole incident with the pale girl that ran off on us.

"Sorry about that, Aki-chan. I was uh...scouting the way ahead! Yeah... I was just checking for any more jumpscares ahead!" I gulped a bit at Aki's suggestion, took a bit of time to gaze towards where we came from. Who was that little girl? Why did she run back to the entrance? She was probably also hired here, but she appeared too scared for that. Maybe she had family working here. I shouldn't meddle into other people's circumstances so much. I mean, look at where that got me now. I nodded at Aki. "Yeah, you're probbaly right. Let's get out, we've been in this place long enough."

I offered my hand to Aki again, and turned around for us to leave. The rest of the haunted mansion didn't quite leave much of an impression, mostly just sheets dropping down from the ceiling in shadier areas, and the occasional soundtrack of voices in stereo saying "avenge me!" and "mommy where are you?" and counting plates. Long story short, I was about to make a big yellow stain around my crotch. I felt unimaginably relieved as we passed safely through those ragged black curtains that made up the entrance, letting bits of sunlight through the holes as if saying "there's hope, hope's here!".

Arm still trembling a bit, I put on a nervous smile as we left the haunted mansion.

"H-hey Aki. For all intends and purposes, I did pretty well there, right? I was pretty manly, I think! If I had to score myself, I'd say I got a sixty percent mark! No, actually, sixty-five percent!" I nodded to myself a couple times for self-assurance. Right as I was about to ask her where we should go next, I heard a small rumble coming from the pits of my stomach. My smile grew slightly wider. Probably with something to do with the release of the stress from the haunted mansion. "Uh...what do you say we go get something to eat? We were in that place for kind of a while. It's a little early, but still lunchtime....probably."

Since she agreed, we now had to get to the restauration area. For this park, it was built right in the middle of the attractions area. Whenever you sat down to eat, you always got to look at the rollercoasters and ferris wheel and all the other attractions of the theme park, nomatter where you chose to look. I chuckled a little as we walked past the fenced bush that was the wall outside the haunted mansion, and I recalled how I always used to sprint through my meals back then because I was so excited about all the rides I could see, and so envious about the people already doing it. It made me wonder if I would have come to places like this more often if I had more friends. I glanced briefly at Aki-chan, but quickly looked away again.

The restauration area of Midorikuchi park consisted of one large somewhat circular plaza with a brick floor and except for small islands of grass, and slightly bigger ones around the restaurants that surrounded the "plaza". The bricks were painted in a mixture of whitish-grey and yellow, the yellow ones in particular occupying the full scope of the 5 "roads" one could take to the center, that in turn led to five spirals at almost touched near the center. As for the food, aside from the usual Wickdonalds you'd find at a place such as this, with that bright yellow W on a pole for all to see, and the people selling food on mobile stands (all kinds of food, from hot dogs, to vegetarian and vegan meals to ice cream and cotton candy), there were three more restaurants still running (unlike the five that used to be run here): Midorikuchi Inn, Sharkie Groto (Sameko Dokutsu) and Popuri Mud. Midorikuchi Inn a two-storie building, both square shaped with the top one being smaller than the bottom one. It was arguably the most important restaurant there, being the one that featured the parks' main mascot and often being crammed full of children due to the diversity of kid-friendly meals, as well as regular events that took place there, including themed acting on certain days and regular singing by the mascots and the occasional guest. Those mascots then went around checking on the tables, playing with kids and adults alike. Sharkie Groto was more of a fish-specialty restaurant that survived the quick cutting of the water slide attraction that was associated with the restaurant. It having survived at all with its fish and sushi especialty was perhaps due to the impressive talent and stubbornness owner. The building was styled after an opaque aquarium with cartoonish waves and a cartoon shark blushing atop the entrance. Lasttly, there was Popuri Mud, a restaurant mostly selling rice-type products as well various healthier options within the park. Built within a circular hut-like building, at least by outward appearance. On the inside it had all these festive decorations though and even a playing area for children. It was most known for its sense of humor in how it named and styled its dishes, as well as the nicknames given to the employees.

"So..." I turned to Aki-chan as we reached the plaza. "Which one would you like to go to?"

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I never quite got to hear Aki-chan's whole sermon about me screaming, nor her anger at the haunted mansion worker (pretty young for a worker though), in fact I had barely noticed that we got separated, until there was the whole incident with the pale girl that ran off on us.

"Sorry about that, Aki-chan. I was uh...scouting the way ahead! Yeah... I was just checking for any more jumpscares ahead!" I gulped a bit at Aki's suggestion, took a bit of time to gaze towards where we came from. Who was that little girl? Why did she run back to the entrance? She was probably also hired here, but she appeared too scared for that. Maybe she had family working here. I shouldn't meddle into other people's circumstances so much. I mean, look at where that got me now. I nodded at Aki. "Yeah, you're probbaly right. Let's get out, we've been in this place long enough."

I offered my hand to Aki again, and turned around for us to leave. The rest of the haunted mansion didn't quite leave much of an impression, mostly just sheets dropping down from the ceiling in shadier areas, and the occasional soundtrack of voices in stereo saying "avenge me!" and "mommy where are you?" and counting plates. Long story short, I was about to make a big yellow stain around my crotch. I felt unimaginably relieved as we passed safely through those ragged black curtains that made up the entrance, letting bits of sunlight through the holes as if saying "there's hope, hope's here!".

Arm still trembling a bit, I put on a nervous smile as we left the haunted mansion.

"H-hey Aki. For all intends and purposes, I did pretty well there, right? I was pretty manly, I think! If I had to score myself, I'd say I got a sixty percent mark! No, actually, sixty-five percent!" I nodded to myself a couple times for self-assurance. Right as I was about to ask her where we should go next, I heard a small rumble coming from the pits of my stomach. My smile grew slightly wider. Probably with something to do with the release of the stress from the haunted mansion. "Uh...what do you say we go get something to eat? We were in that place for kind of a while. It's a little early, but still lunchtime....probably."

Since she agreed, we now had to get to the restauration area. For this park, it was built right in the middle of the attractions area. Whenever you sat down to eat, you always got to look at the rollercoasters and ferris wheel and all the other attractions of the theme park, nomatter where you chose to look. I chuckled a little as we walked past the fenced bush that was the wall outside the haunted mansion, and I recalled how I always used to sprint through my meals back then because I was so excited about all the rides I could see, and so envious about the people already doing it. It made me wonder if I would have come to places like this more often if I had more friends. I glanced briefly at Aki-chan, but quickly looked away again.

The restauration area of Midorikuchi park consisted of one large somewhat circular plaza with a brick floor and except for small islands of grass, and slightly bigger ones around the restaurants that surrounded the "plaza". The bricks were painted in a mixture of whitish-grey and yellow, the yellow ones in particular occupying the full scope of the 5 "roads" one could take to the center, that in turn led to five spirals at almost touched near the center. As for the food, aside from the usual Wickdonalds you'd find at a place such as this, with that bright yellow W on a pole for all to see, and the people selling food on mobile stands (all kinds of food, from hot dogs, to vegetarian and vegan meals to ice cream and cotton candy), there were three more restaurants still running (unlike the five that used to be run here): Midorikuchi Inn, Sharkie Groto (Sameko Dokutsu) and Popuri Mud. Midorikuchi Inn a two-storie building, both square shaped with the top one being smaller than the bottom one. It was arguably the most important restaurant there, being the one that featured the parks' main mascot and often being crammed full of children due to the diversity of kid-friendly meals, as well as regular events that took place there, including themed acting on certain days and regular singing by the mascots and the occasional guest. Those mascots then went around checking on the tables, playing with kids and adults alike. Sharkie Groto was more of a fish-specialty restaurant that survived the quick cutting of the water slide attraction that was associated with the restaurant. It having survived at all with its fish and sushi especialty was perhaps due to the impressive talent and stubbornness owner. The building was styled after an opaque aquarium with cartoonish waves and a cartoon shark blushing atop the entrance. Lasttly, there was Popuri Mud, a restaurant mostly selling rice-type products as well various healthier options within the park. Built within a circular hut-like building, at least by outward appearance. On the inside it had all these festive decorations though and even a playing area for children. It was most known for its sense of humor in how it named and styled its dishes, as well as the nicknames given to the employees.

"So..." I turned to Aki-chan as we reached the plaza. "Which one would you like to go to?"

Ceemuhrie · Jul 21, 2019

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Akemi Kojima
After school ~

Instinctually, I took Hoki’s trembling hand when he’d offered it, and let him lead me through the haunted house to its exit. The noises became significantly more boring and the special effects began to dwindle as we neared the end of our haunted adventure. But I was distracted. Noticeably so.

My eyes followed the small figure before me, silently. Hoki was so small like this - I would never get over this. Well, not immediately, anyway. That aside… what Hoki said earlier baffled me. Trying to act manly, act tough, be brave… how on Earth could he begin to be reliable? In his current state? So... Small. Girly. Trembling.

So... why was I still holding his hand?

Before I knew it, we’d wandered into the food court area, bustling with families and the mixed scent of multiple food stands and restaurants. I was so lost in thought, I hadn’t heard Hoki ask me where I wanted to eat.

"Which one would you like to go to?"

I must’ve looked distracted because Hoki asked me again. Immediately, I shook my head and looked at the surroundings. There were mostly food stands and restaurants of all kinds - healthy and unhealthy, overcrowded and even a fine dining spot… though, I was unsure why such a place would be here, at a small-time amusement park. Decisions, decisions. There seemed to be three main restaurants to ideally pick from.

"I would rather go for something of the fast food variety,” I mumbled indecisively. A faint redness covered my cheeks and ears as I patted my stomach. "I… I haven’t had a decent carb in probably over a year. With the idol prep stuff, ya’know? Since the pressure to lose weight is gone, why not splurge?”

I had a feeling Hoki would not suddenly (nor easily) understand the pressures of being a girl, as much as he wanted to convince himself otherwise. There was the social hierarchy, the constant self-esteem issues. And while I was a decent size, I realize how ludicrous it might’ve looked to Hoki to tell him that I needed to still lose weight. I… really pitied the time he was going to spend prepping and adjusting to these changes. Realizing I’d said something very heavy, I laughed.

"I don’t have your cute figure, so I’ve had to work a bit harder, haha. Err - terrible joke, I’m sorry.” Terrible joke indeed. I wish I knew how to shut my mouth sometimes. I placed a palm to my forehead, furrowing my brow. I needed to start over.

"Ahhh… listen. I feel like I’ve already dug myself into a hole here… you should choose. I’m okay with anything simple, cheap and not overcrowded.”

Akemi Kojima
After school ~

Instinctually, I took Hoki’s trembling hand when he’d offered it, and let him lead me through the haunted house to its exit. The noises became significantly more boring and the special effects began to dwindle as we neared the end of our haunted adventure. But I was distracted. Noticeably so.

My eyes followed the small figure before me, silently. Hoki was so small like this - I would never get over this. Well, not immediately, anyway. That aside… what Hoki said earlier baffled me. Trying to act manly, act tough, be brave… how on Earth could he begin to be reliable? In his current state? So... Small. Girly. Trembling.

So... why was I still holding his hand?

Before I knew it, we’d wandered into the food court area, bustling with families and the mixed scent of multiple food stands and restaurants. I was so lost in thought, I hadn’t heard Hoki ask me where I wanted to eat.

"Which one would you like to go to?"

I must’ve looked distracted because Hoki asked me again. Immediately, I shook my head and looked at the surroundings. There were mostly food stands and restaurants of all kinds - healthy and unhealthy, overcrowded and even a fine dining spot… though, I was unsure why such a place would be here, at a small-time amusement park. Decisions, decisions. There seemed to be three main restaurants to ideally pick from.

"I would rather go for something of the fast food variety,” I mumbled indecisively. A faint redness covered my cheeks and ears as I patted my stomach. "I… I haven’t had a decent carb in probably over a year. With the idol prep stuff, ya’know? Since the pressure to lose weight is gone, why not splurge?”

I had a feeling Hoki would not suddenly (nor easily) understand the pressures of being a girl, as much as he wanted to convince himself otherwise. There was the social hierarchy, the constant self-esteem issues. And while I was a decent size, I realize how ludicrous it might’ve looked to Hoki to tell him that I needed to still lose weight. I… really pitied the time he was going to spend prepping and adjusting to these changes. Realizing I’d said something very heavy, I laughed.

"I don’t have your cute figure, so I’ve had to work a bit harder, haha. Err - terrible joke, I’m sorry.” Terrible joke indeed. I wish I knew how to shut my mouth sometimes. I placed a palm to my forehead, furrowing my brow. I needed to start over.

"Ahhh… listen. I feel like I’ve already dug myself into a hole here… you should choose. I’m okay with anything simple, cheap and not overcrowded.”

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[div class=scroll]"Eh.... Earth to Aki-chan? Where would you like to go eat?" I waved my hand in front of the girl, and she seemed to snap out of her thoughts. It seemed she would like to have something like fast food, which meant we probably wouldn't want to go to Sharkie Grotto or Popuri Mud, which left Wickdonalds or Midorikuchi Inn. Then, Aki explained that she had been on a diet until recently, so she wanted to splurdge a little on the carbs. The diet, of course, had been one to help her become an idol. My gaze was brought down in a moment of silence.

"O-oh..." Shameful though it might be, I had no other words to say. My hand unconsciously squeezed Aki's. She said she no longer had the pressure to loose weight. I knew girls had some weird obsession with their weight but, that probably wasn't what Aki was talking about. This though, this was something different, this was something to do with the idol competition she was originally going to participate in. She had given up her dream for me, hadn't she? Wanting to go stuff herself on fast food...this was just her way of settling she had officially given up on chasing it. And she was going to eat with the guy who took that dream from her. I couldn't help but close in on myself a bit when she mentioned lacking my "cute figure", as in the back of myself something screamed that it was my fault she didn't, because she was the one who was meant to drink the potion that day, not me. I gulped, she tried to the awkward atmosphere building up by bringing the conversation back around to where we should eat, letting me have the choice this time around. My gaze rised to meet hers and I rubbed the back of my head a little, lips curved into a light pout. Then I clenched my teeth, and my fist. "Akin-chan...I can't take back what I did. I do need it after all.... But moping around won't do us any good, you're absolutely right. I'm going to prove that I'm still manly, right here in Midorikuchi park! And then...and then I promise I'll get you together with Kuchi-kun, and I'll become an idol, a super famous idol, and one day I'll make sure to make you into one too!"

As I spoke those words I thrusted my arm in front of me, pointing at Aki-chan with an utter spirit of determination, and a bit of a frown.

"Alright, I'm fired up! This isn't my usual style, but I really am! Lets get this over with, you wanted somewhere cheap and not too crowded right? Off to Wickdonalds we go then!" Grabbing her arm, I marched off towards the typical store with those inverted golden arcs, waited for a couple a mother with two children in front of us to make her order, then stepped forward with a huge grin and, with an arm raised energetically and my body nearly thrown into the counter, shouted. "GIVE ME FIVE CHEESEBURGERS, MEDIUM FRIES AND A LARGE SODA!"

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"Eh.... Earth to Aki-chan? Where would you like to go eat?" I waved my hand in front of the girl, and she seemed to snap out of her thoughts. It seemed she would like to have something like fast food, which meant we probably wouldn't want to go to Sharkie Grotto or Popuri Mud, which left Wickdonalds or Midorikuchi Inn. Then, Aki explained that she had been on a diet until recently, so she wanted to splurdge a little on the carbs. The diet, of course, had been one to help her become an idol. My gaze was brought down in a moment of silence.

"O-oh..." Shameful though it might be, I had no other words to say. My hand unconsciously squeezed Aki's. She said she no longer had the pressure to loose weight. I knew girls had some weird obsession with their weight but, that probably wasn't what Aki was talking about. This though, this was something different, this was something to do with the idol competition she was originally going to participate in. She had given up her dream for me, hadn't she? Wanting to go stuff herself on fast food...this was just her way of settling she had officially given up on chasing it. And she was going to eat with the guy who took that dream from her. I couldn't help but close in on myself a bit when she mentioned lacking my "cute figure", as in the back of myself something screamed that it was my fault she didn't, because she was the one who was meant to drink the potion that day, not me. I gulped, she tried to the awkward atmosphere building up by bringing the conversation back around to where we should eat, letting me have the choice this time around. My gaze rised to meet hers and I rubbed the back of my head a little, lips curved into a light pout. Then I clenched my teeth, and my fist. "Akin-chan...I can't take back what I did. I do need it after all.... But moping around won't do us any good, you're absolutely right. I'm going to prove that I'm still manly, right here in Midorikuchi park! And then...and then I promise I'll get you together with Kuchi-kun, and I'll become an idol, a super famous idol, and one day I'll make sure to make you into one too!"

As I spoke those words I thrusted my arm in front of me, pointing at Aki-chan with an utter spirit of determination, and a bit of a frown.

"Alright, I'm fired up! This isn't my usual style, but I really am! Lets get this over with, you wanted somewhere cheap and not too crowded right? Off to Wickdonalds we go then!" Grabbing her arm, I marched off towards the typical store with those inverted golden arcs, waited for a couple a mother with two children in front of us to make her order, then stepped forward with a huge grin and, with an arm raised energetically and my body nearly thrown into the counter, shouted. "GIVE ME FIVE CHEESEBURGERS, MEDIUM FRIES AND A LARGE SODA!"

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Akemi Kojima
Afternoon ~

"Aki-chan...I can't take back what I did. I do need it after all.... But moping around won't do us any good, you're absolutely right. I'm going to prove that I'm still manly, right here in Midorikuchi park!

Hoki was -- dare I say -- right. I needed to pick myself up and stop moping. It was just leading me to uncomfortable conversations and saying things without any tact. I was so focused on walking on eggshells about the situation. Hoki was obviously trying to be optimistic and I needed to support that.

And then...and then I promise I'll get you together with Kushi-kun, and I'll become an idol, a super famous idol, and one day I'll make sure to make you into one too!"

I silently nodded, bringing a small, gentle smile to my face. To be quite honest, with the commotion and rush of the events that followed yesterday… I had forgotten the arrangement: giving up my idol dreams to be with the guy of my dreams. For a brief moment I wondered… was a boy worth giving up my dreams? I’d never quite thought of that perspective. I mean, Kushi was handsome… and athletic… and… and… well. Did I really even know him? I’d gotten so used to everyone saying we’d look good together that maybe I fabricated what I liked about him. I mean… he is incredibly good looking. What wouldn’t I like about him? Snap out of it, I scolded myself silently as Hoki continued speaking.

And, so selflessly, Hoki was determined to become and idol and network to make me one too. I suddenly felt like I was asking for too much and I felt my stomach flip. If I got both of the things I wanted… what would Hoki get? Was it okay to be this selfish? Hoki literally yanked me out of thought as he grabbed my arm and led me closer to the golden yellow arches that beckoned greasy food, heartburn and high cholesterol -- all at a cheap price.

"GIVE ME FIVE CHEESEBURGERS, MEDIUM FRIES AND A LARGE SODA!"

As if the cashier and I had both had the same thought, our eyes visually scanned Hoki’s tiny bodice. The poor, freckled boy behind the counter pointed to me and then to Hoki, chuckling a bit.

“T-to share right?” The cashier asked, as if Hoki were joking.

“Nope. Totally separate,” I laughed awkwardly, knowing that that stubborn Hoki planned to eat all that food to prove he could get a stomach ache for the sake of being a man. How “manly”. I couldn’t help but crack a ginger smile. I suppose after all these years, Hoki was still stubborn, in that endearing way. The cashier cleared his throat and I looked up to face him.

“Uhm...” The cashier looked at me, ”And for you?”

"Hummm, I’ll take a chicken sandwich, a small fry,” I feigned petiteness even though I knew for a solid month I’d been craving just one thing off this menu for a while now. Well, since Hoki ordered five burgers, there was no turning back now. "Instead of a drink I’d like a peanut-butter-chocolate shake… with a banana, extra whipped cream, chocolate AND caramel drizzle and strawberry sprinkles. Please make it a large.”

Akemi Kojima
Afternoon ~

"Aki-chan...I can't take back what I did. I do need it after all.... But moping around won't do us any good, you're absolutely right. I'm going to prove that I'm still manly, right here in Midorikuchi park!

Hoki was -- dare I say -- right. I needed to pick myself up and stop moping. It was just leading me to uncomfortable conversations and saying things without any tact. I was so focused on walking on eggshells about the situation. Hoki was obviously trying to be optimistic and I needed to support that.

And then...and then I promise I'll get you together with Kushi-kun, and I'll become an idol, a super famous idol, and one day I'll make sure to make you into one too!"

I silently nodded, bringing a small, gentle smile to my face. To be quite honest, with the commotion and rush of the events that followed yesterday… I had forgotten the arrangement: giving up my idol dreams to be with the guy of my dreams. For a brief moment I wondered… was a boy worth giving up my dreams? I’d never quite thought of that perspective. I mean, Kushi was handsome… and athletic… and… and… well. Did I really even know him? I’d gotten so used to everyone saying we’d look good together that maybe I fabricated what I liked about him. I mean… he is incredibly good looking. What wouldn’t I like about him? Snap out of it, I scolded myself silently as Hoki continued speaking.

And, so selflessly, Hoki was determined to become and idol and network to make me one too. I suddenly felt like I was asking for too much and I felt my stomach flip. If I got both of the things I wanted… what would Hoki get? Was it okay to be this selfish? Hoki literally yanked me out of thought as he grabbed my arm and led me closer to the golden yellow arches that beckoned greasy food, heartburn and high cholesterol -- all at a cheap price.

"GIVE ME FIVE CHEESEBURGERS, MEDIUM FRIES AND A LARGE SODA!"

As if the cashier and I had both had the same thought, our eyes visually scanned Hoki’s tiny bodice. The poor, freckled boy behind the counter pointed to me and then to Hoki, chuckling a bit.

“T-to share right?” The cashier asked, as if Hoki were joking.

“Nope. Totally separate,” I laughed awkwardly, knowing that that stubborn Hoki planned to eat all that food to prove he could get a stomach ache for the sake of being a man. How “manly”. I couldn’t help but crack a ginger smile. I suppose after all these years, Hoki was still stubborn, in that endearing way. The cashier cleared his throat and I looked up to face him.

“Uhm...” The cashier looked at me, ”And for you?”

"Hummm, I’ll take a chicken sandwich, a small fry,” I feigned petiteness even though I knew for a solid month I’d been craving just one thing off this menu for a while now. Well, since Hoki ordered five burgers, there was no turning back now. "Instead of a drink I’d like a peanut-butter-chocolate shake… with a banana, extra whipped cream, chocolate AND caramel drizzle and strawberry sprinkles. Please make it a large.”

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