Chapter 17: Starting Today, I’m a Girl

The world was in ruins, desolation everywhere, darkness shrouding the earth, no light to be seen.

“An Jing, are you really going?”

“An Jing! You don’t have to face an opponent you can’t win against!”

An Jing tightly clutched the golden stone in his hand, looking at his family and friends, and then at the girl who, despite her disheveled state, remained undeniably beautiful.

He turned his back to them, facing the dark clouds in the sky, “Can’t win? I don’t understand that.”

He raised the stone high in his hand, and in a dazzling flash of light, transformed into a golden giant made of light particles.

Then came the battle.

Amidst the cheers of the people, he finally won a difficult victory and returned to his human form.

Girls, like warbling orioles, surrounded him, their soft bodies making him grin foolishly.

However, a sudden urge to urinate made him push the girls away, frantically searching for a restroom.

“Restroom, restroom… Where’s the restroom… Oh no, I can’t hold it anymore…”

Just as his calves were about to cramp, he finally spotted a magnificent public restroom.

Without a thought for its overly grand design, he sprinted inside.

But no matter which way he ran, there were only women’s restrooms.

“Where’s the men’s room? Where is the men’s room?!”

The urgency to pee made him completely disregard everything else.

He finally plunged into the women’s restroom, slamming shut the diamond-studded cubicle door, and completely relaxed his muscles.

Then… then he suddenly woke up.

The moment An Jing realized it was a dream, he immediately knew something was wrong.

Because finding a restroom in a dream often meant that he had actually peed himself.

Fifteen years old and still wetting the bed?

If his sisters found out, wouldn’t he be laughed to death?

He frantically opened his eyes and saw that his quilt had somehow been kicked aside, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

At least the quilt wasn’t soiled…

He reached out and touched elsewhere; it was sticky, as if covered in glue.

The meteor fragment he held in his hand yesterday had rolled there sometime, and now it was also soiled.

The golden stone was smeared with a translucent white.

An Jing was stunned for a few seconds, then immediately regretted not rewarding himself yesterday, because he actually did it in his dream…

It would have been better to have some fun than to waste it…

He nervously sat up and glanced at the new alarm clock on his nightstand—it was still early, only five in the morning.

The sky was faintly bright but hadn’t completely swept away the gloom.

The moon hung high on the other side, hazy, as if covered by a thin veil.

He sighed slightly in relief, because at this time, his two sisters definitely hadn’t woken up yet.

Plus, today was Saturday, so they would surely sleep in a bit longer.

This meant that if he quietly pushed the door open and went to shower now, there was an 80% chance he wouldn’t be discovered.

The bedroom door was gently pulled open.

An Jing tiptoed out, so carefully that he was even afraid of stirring up a speck of dust in the air.

His clothes were loose, constantly feeling like they were about to slip off.

He felt something strange, but he didn’t have time to ponder it.

Until he walked into the bathroom—

She was surprised to find that she had to stand on tiptoe to clearly see her upper body in the mirror.

And that—that could no longer be described as the delicate features of a boy.

It was clearly the face of a girl!

A pair of bright, large eyes, with a hint of innocent charm that could tempt one into sin.

There was a tear mole below each eye, making her look pitiable.

“How could this be…”

She couldn’t help but touch the girl in the mirror, only to find that the sound she made was no longer a man’s voice.

Instead, it was the sweet voice of a young girl, like a clear spring.

If she said she was only just entering junior high, people would definitely believe her.

“Could it be… could it be that even in a dream, it counts as excessive indulgence?”

She finally thought of something, praying inwardly, and frantically reached to touch her former “good brother.”

However—

“It’s gone… it’s gone… my big one… it’s gone…!”

An Jing only knew that being too frequent could become perverted, but she had no idea that being too frequent could actually turn you into a girl!

This even made her afraid to ask anyone for help.

Should she tell people that she became a girl because she… always thought about perverted things?

Absolutely impossible!

Children this age would deny even having ‘self-comforting behaviors’ if asked by a doctor.

They would even feel inferior for a long time after a circumcision, not daring to go to the bathroom with peers…

A boy’s self-esteem is far stronger than an adult’s.

She looked down at the dirty stone again and suddenly thought of something, “Could it be because… my sleeping posture was so bad last night, and I accidentally put it there, and then in my dream…”

An Jing frantically turned on the faucet and quickly washed the translucent golden stone.

“Stone, oh stone… please… let me change back… I didn’t mean to…! I promise, I swear to heaven, and to you! As long as you let me change back to a boy, even if I’m not as handsome! Please… as long as I can change back! I promise I’ll never do that kind of thing again in my life!”

However, the stone still showed no reaction.

An Jing thought perhaps she wasn’t devout enough, but it was also possible that the change was irreversible.

Her exquisitely featured small face was filled with despair.

She clutched the edge of the sink, her voice choked, “I’m sorry… but… why me… I, I didn’t mean to… No one told me… I don’t want to… I don’t want to become a girl…”

Large teardrops rolled down the back of her hands.

Her tears flowed like broken pearls, impossible to hold back any longer.

The thought of becoming a girl, being alienated by his brothers if they found out, and being secretly called a pervert by relatives if they knew.

Even the news would report that a boy lost his male identity due to excessive ‘self-comforting’…

She felt her life turn bleak.

From now on, she would never be able to hold her head high and be a dignified man again.

“I know, I know… you must be testing me, aren’t you? It must be…”

She wiped away her tears forcefully, biting her lip, “Even if I become a girl, I’m still a man. A man can’t cry easily, right? As long as I… as long as I don’t do those bad things, I can change back? It must be… Yes, yes, that’s right, this is a test… A test takes a long time. Trust me, I will persevere and pass the test!!”

A young boy’s emotions come and go quickly.

Within a few minutes, An Jing had cheered up again.

She solemnly held the stone above her head, looking at it seriously, “I will definitely do it, please believe me! I am a hero, a man who will become a hero!”

A slight warm heat emanated from the stone, surprising An Jing.

Although she didn’t know what it meant, she took it as its response.

With hope, people have the motivation to move forward.

An Jing breathed a sigh of relief, placing it back on the sink, while immersing her sticky pants in the water.

No matter what—she still needed to take a shower first.

The showerhead, which she could previously reach with ease, now required her to stand on tiptoe, as if she had suddenly become much shorter.

Clear water rinsed her fair, delicate skin.

At this moment, An Jing was most grateful that her chest was exactly the same as when she was a boy, showing no changes whatsoever.

This at least allowed her to relax a little, not having to worry about her identity being exposed.

Her straight legs were as beautiful as those of an anime character.

However, it might be even better if they had a slight curve.

As for there…

The place where “little An Jing” used to be.

It was, naturally, completely flat.

Nothing was there.

She suppressed her impulsive curiosity, softly cautioning herself, “I can’t do that kind of thing again, or I’ll never be able to turn back into a man in this life… I must control myself with reason! I can definitely do it! Uh… but… but I’ll touch it when I apply body wash, should… should be fine, right?!”

This was undoubtedly the most careful shower she had ever taken in her life.

Though it was her own body, she treated it as if it were another girl’s, not daring to touch it carelessly.

Finally, after an arduous shower, she felt a wave of exhaustion, as if she had just run a thousand meters.

In the misty bathroom, An Jing stood before the mirror, secretly gazing at her delicate, doll-like body.

Although she had a flat chest, if she were another girl, she would probably like it.

After all, Zhu Ying was likely this type too—she just didn’t know how “big” Zhu Ying was…

“Phew…”

An Jing vigorously shook her head, not daring to look at herself in the mirror anymore—she was afraid that if she looked a few more times, her thoughts would stray.

In the quiet room of the early morning, there was still no movement.

She quietly pushed open the rickety bathroom door, her cheeks flushed, and scurried into her room.

But when she opened the wardrobe to change clothes, she found herself in a dilemma.

Her current figure was so petite that most of her clothes seemed too baggy.

Fortunately, the clothes she bought when she first entered junior high were still in the wardrobe.

Back then, when she just started school, she was only about 1.5 meters tall, but as puberty hit, her height suddenly shot up to over 1.7 meters.

These clothes had been stored at the very bottom of the wardrobe, but now they came in handy.

But before that—she couldn’t help but put on her own oversized shirt, mimicking Zhu Ying’s style, tucking her hands into the sleeves, leaving only half of her fingers exposed, and then gently covering her small mouth.

It felt like she was playing Zhu Ying, a strange kind of excitement…

She sat cross-legged on the bed, her gaze fixed on her completely hairless thighs, seemingly unable to tear her eyes away.

It took her a long time to forcefully shift her attention.

“How am I going to explain this to my sisters, looking like this…? And, I can’t go to school, can I? No… wait… they didn’t seem to find my delicate appearance strange before, so could it be that—now that I’ve become a girl, they’ll also think I’ve always been a girl? That would save a lot of trouble…”

“Thump! Thump!”

Just then, a sudden knocking sounded at the door.

Yu Mingfei’s voice, lazy with a hint of irritability, called from outside, “Hey, stinky brat! What’s the idea of leaving your underwear soaking in the sink?!”