The Skirt of Despair

Tou was groggily led into a room.

On the bed lay that damned woman, Fourth Master, her bare backside exposed, her chin propped up, a mischievous smile playing on her lips as she gazed at Tou.

“Little Tou, come here and play!”

“Little Tou, come and play with me!”

Succumbing to the damned woman’s fatal allure, Tou felt himself groggily leap onto the bed.

He then proceeded to employ every skill he had gleaned from those yellow-covered books.

It wasn’t until a bed leg finally snapped, sending them both tumbling to the floor.

“Master, wasn’t I amazing? Did it feel good?”

The person in his arms stirred, then slowly turned their head back.

As the white hair gradually transformed into reddish-brown, Tou’s realization dawned: this was not Fourth Master, but Ji Jie!

Tou was genuinely startled, and immediately scrambled to flee.

****

Yet, his body suddenly became immobile, as if bound.

Seizing the opportunity, Ji Jie wrapped her arms around Tou’s neck, her laughter laced with lewdness.

Finally, she leaned close to Tou’s ear, exhaling a warm breath, and a seductively soft gasp escaped her lips:

“Ehh-mah, mah-ster, that was reaaal good!” (TL Note: Ji Jie’s words are delivered with a distinct Northeastern Chinese accent, combining slang for “Oh my,” “master,” and an enthusiastic declaration of pleasure.)

“Ah—”

Tou abruptly shot upright, his face contorted into what resembled a mask of agony.

Ji Jie’s peculiar, Northeastern-accented declaration still echoed relentlessly in his mind!

“Eeyah!!!”

Clutching his dazed head in torment, on the verge of madness, he suddenly realized he wasn’t naked.

Below, he was wearing a skirt…

“A SKIRT!!!”

Tou immediately sprang to his feet in shock, raising his arms to examine his body from side to side.

“Damn it! Who dressed me in women’s clothes while I was asleep?!”

Tou flew into a furious rage, just as a surge of memories flooded his mind: yesterday, Ji Jie had tricked him into her room.

Poisoned and on the verge of having his manhood snipped off by her, he had activated the hairband given by First Master to resist Ji Jie.

Then, after his victory, just as he intended to thoroughly teach Ji Jie a lesson, his legs gave out and he lost consciousness.

At this realization, a chill swept over Tou, making his scalp prickle.

He was suddenly struck by an overwhelmingly probable possibility.

****

After he had passed out, Ji Jie must have changed him into women’s clothing.

And if he was wearing women’s clothes, it could only mean one thing: he was no longer a boy!

This outcome accounted for over ninety percent of the possibilities!

He dared not reach down, terrified of confirming this tragic fate.

‘It’s a dream! This has to be a dream!’ he thought.

‘I must have fainted from Ji Jie’s words and fallen into a nightmare! Heheheh~~, it’s definitely a dream. If I just get my head caught in a door, I’ll wake up, right?’

Tou consoled himself, a bitter smile gracing his lips, as he walked towards the door.

But just as he reached out to open it, the door suddenly burst inward.

With a resounding “Bang!”, Tou was sent flying and landed flat on the ground.

“Ow, ow, ow! So painful! C-c-could it not be a dream…?”

Despair washed over Tou!

His hand trembled uncontrollably, still hesitant to touch himself below.

“(*@o@*) Wow~, Little Tou, you’re so adorable!”

Pushing the door—no! Kicking it open was none other than Fourth Master Yue Ye Si.

Waking up that morning, she found herself clutching a large wine jar, with no sign of Tou anywhere.

She had been tasked by Big Sister to protect Tou, and if she lost him, Big Sister would surely flay her alive!

Thus, consumed by anxiety, she extended her divine sense to scan her surroundings, and to her delight, discovered her little disciple in the adjacent room!

After impatiently bursting through the door, her joy only intensified upon seeing Tou seated on the floor, clad in a cute little skirt.

She immediately scooped Tou into her arms, nuzzling and sniffing him blissfully.

“You—you damn idiot! Get off me!” Tou exclaimed, his face etched with disgust, as he pushed Fourth Master’s face away.

“Yayaya! Little Tou, you’re so adorable! Let me have just one more sniff!”

Yue Ye Si, pushed aside, reluctantly circled behind Tou.

Seizing the moment when Tou wasn’t paying attention, she pounced like a hungry tiger, embracing him from behind.

Just as she lifted Tou’s skirt, contemplating some mischief, a faint sob suddenly reached her ears.

The sound was tiny, yet so close, emanating from the little Tou in her arms.

“What’s wrong, Little Tou? Who bullied you? Master will get revenge for you!”

Yue Ye Si asked, her voice laced with concern.

Tou, however, quickly feigned wiping away tears, stubbornly declaring, “I’m not crying! Just got some sand in my eye. Ugh… get off me! You’re holding me too tightly!”

Yue Ye Si sensed that Tou was unusually off today.

She wondered if it was because she hadn’t slept with him last night.

‘That’s right!’ she mused.

‘This is Tou’s first time down the mountain. I got drunk and forgot to look after him, leaving him alone in that cold room all night. How cruel that must have been for him!’

Feeling deeply apologetic, she chastised herself for being such an irresponsible master, only caring about drinking.

She moved in front of Tou, gently cupping his adorable little face in her hands, and with a faint smile, leaned in close.

“Got sand in your eye, huh? Come, Master will blow it out for you. Haa—whoosh! Haa—ahh!!”

“You useless thing!” Tou roared, punching Yue Ye Si on the head, revealing his small fangs in a fierce snarl.

‘This master,’ he fumed, ‘promised to protect me, yet here I am, having lost my manhood, and she’s still idly teasing me.’

‘Does she really think she’s so funny?’

“Wuwu~~, Little Tou, why are you angry again!”

“I’m not talking to you, you big idiot!” Tou cried internally, feeling utterly wronged.

His master wasn’t even comforting him; he felt like someone abandoned.

He stood up, ready to bolt out the door.

“Little Tou, what exactly happened? Tell me!”

Seeing Tou about to flee, Yue Ye Si tried to stop him.

In her haste, she noticed two ponytails swaying before her—Tou’s new hairstyle!

Unwilling to let him escape, she grabbed Tou’s twin ponytails.

Tou, running like a bull, was caught by his ponytails from behind.

Caught off guard, his head snapped back to a halt, but his legs kept pumping!

As luck would have it—or not—due to his body’s momentum, he flew feet-first through the air.

His legs perfectly straddled a door, slamming into it with brute force!

“Ow~wooh~” Now *that* was a fatal blow!

Tou’s face turned ashen with pain as he clutched his groin with both hands, writhing on the ground.

Meanwhile, Yue Ye Si held Tou’s two long ponytails, twirling them like dough sticks.

After a long moment, Tou stopped rolling and snatched his hair back from Yue Ye Si’s grasp.

Just as Yue Ye Si braced herself for Tou’s inevitable outburst, she suddenly felt as though the sun had risen in the west.

Instead of yelling or hitting her, Tou wore a look of sheer delight and lifted his skirt.

“It’s still there! This is wonderful. Master, look! He’s still there! I haven’t turned into a woman! This is truly wonderful!”

“Huh?” Yue Ye Si looked utterly bewildered.

Who ever said wearing women’s clothes automatically made one a girl?

“Damn it! Why am I even telling *you*, you idiot, all of this?!” Tou cursed, his expression reverting to one of cold ferocity, his eyes sweeping the room as if searching for something.

He failed to find his own clothes, but instead spotted Ji Jie asleep on the bed.

The mere thought of last night’s events—Ji Jie’s attempt to turn him into a girl, and the certainty that she had dressed him in these clothes—sent Tou’s blood pressure soaring, his rage meter exploding.

He had woken up on the cold floor, while this wretch was sleeping soundly on a soft bed; this only fueled his anger further.

He ripped off Ji Jie’s blanket, then flung both her and the mattress out of the room.

One moment, Ji Jie had been lost in a sweet dream; the next, she was sprawled face-first on the ground, her bare backside exposed.

A thousand “motherf*****s” bloomed in her heart, unspoken.

But just as she was about to unleash a torrent of curses, a chill swept over her body.

She realized she was wearing only a cardigan, with nothing underneath!

She was completely naked underneath; there had been a skirt, but it must not have been tied properly.

Whether it had slipped off during her restless sleep or when she was flung, she couldn’t say.

All she knew was that, apart from a semi-transparent rosa cardigan, she had absolutely nothing on.

“Ah! P-p-pervert, what are you doing?!”

This was the proper reaction for a girl!

She clutched her chest with one hand, her lower body with the other, shrinking into a frightened ball.

“What else would I be doing?! You dead dog!” Tou roared, ignoring her state of undress, his body trembling with fury.

He clenched his fist, ready to smash Ji Jie’s dog-head.

“Ah! Master, what did I do wrong? If you’re going to punish me, please tell me why, so I can at least die knowing!”

Ji Jie, showing a flash of cleverness to avoid a beating, quickly knelt and pleaded for mercy.

“Why? Don’t you know in your heart?!” Tou’s adorable face twisted with anger, as he gritted his teeth and bellowed each word.

Ji Jie knew, of course, why.

But speaking it aloud would only invite a beating, and she might even be kicked out of their group.

Then all her previous efforts would be for naught, and all the food she had bought for Tou would have been freeloaded.

To provide Tou with a plausible reason this morning, she had been busy for a long time before going to sleep last night!

“I truly don’t know why! Oh! That’s right, Master, I spilled wine on your clothes yesterday.

That must have angered you; please calm your fury.

I’ll go and wash them clean right away!”

Ji Jie decided to keep silent about yesterday evening’s events, acting as if they hadn’t happened.

If Tou brought it up, she had already prepared her excuses.

“My clothes, where are they?” Tou’s expression shifted at the mention of clothes, and he demanded aggressively.

“Don’t you know about your clothes, Master? You drank too much yesterday and stuffed them into the wine jar!” This, of course, was a lie!

The clothes had actually been stuffed in by Ji Jie herself.

“I stuffed them in myself?” Tou’s eyebrows twitched slightly; he had no memory of such things.

“And Master, when you came to my room yesterday, you said you wanted me to serve you.

However, upon entering my room and seeing all my beautiful clothes, you went mad, insisting on putting them on yourself.

I originally wanted to stop you, but Master, your hairband at the back of your head suddenly seemed to come alive and even beat me up!”

By this point, Ji Jie’s voice was tearful, as she sniffled and wiped away feigned tears, playing the victim.

Inwardly, however, she was delighted, for she saw Tou’s face grow even more bewildered.

“Damn it! Don’t take me for a fool; you’re lying to me!

How could I possibly let a filthy slut like you serve me!

Explain yourself clearly: did you change my clothes for me?! Did you put medicine in the watermelon I ate yesterday?!”

Tou ran a hand through his hair.

While he was prone to anger, he wasn’t without his wits, and quickly found holes in Ji Jie’s story.

‘Hehe!’ Ji Jie inwardly rejoiced once more.

From the moment she had pulled Tou into the room yesterday, he had shown little interest in her, and she had factored this into her plan for this morning.

Ji Jie feigned panic, acting utterly confused, and said blankly, “I don’t know either!

But you seemed to be saying ‘Master, Master’ at the time.

I thought perhaps you mistook me for your master!”