I’ve Turned into a Girl?!

“Eh?”

Visibly shocked by Ji Qianluo’s impactful words, my face must have displayed an expression asking, “Is this a recording set for some comedy variety show?”

After looking around to confirm there were no cameras recording my embarrassed look, I turned my face once again toward the culprit responsible for causing this chain of reactions—Ji Qianluo.

“Are you serious?”

I asked tentatively.

Ji Qianluo stroked the long, straight hair cascading down her chest and said with a slight smile, “Do I look like I’m joking?”

“But, this… why?”

“If you ask why… does liking you count as a reason?”

I was instantly thrown into a bit of a panic.

To be honest, I had indeed fantasized about girls secretly crushing on me, liking me, and then confessing to me.

Hmm, that was probably when I was fourteen?

Now that I am seventeen, of course, I wouldn’t believe that Ji Qianluo confessed to me because she likes me. If one were to ask why…

Do I even need to think about it?

Dead otakus don’t get girlfriends!

If I agreed to Ji Qianluo’s condition, the Brigade Leader might lead a massive number of members to my house tomorrow to burn it down!

So, for the sake of my house’s safety, I really should…

Just as I opened my mouth, thinking to say, “How could I possibly agree to this,” a pink and white ticket featuring a super cute loli waving her hands at me was extended in front of my face.

Following closely behind were those temptation-filled words.

“What’s wrong? This young lady has already bought the ticket; don’t you want it anymore?”

This… what a vicious tactic!

I instantly fell into a dilemma once again.

Then again, if it were anyone else, they probably would have agreed long ago.

After all, Ji Qianluo is a rare beauty; even without the ticket, most would agree without hesitation.

However, the problem is, I am not ‘anyone else.’

I’m a freaking otaku. usually, I haven’t spoken more than a few sentences to Ji Qianluo in class.

There is no logical reason for Ji Qianluo to choose me as her boyfriend; there must be some conspiracy behind this.

Thinking of this, I seemed to make up my mind. I closed my eyes and nodded forcefully to myself.

Opening my eyes, I was about to refuse, but…

“Don’t want it anymore?”

“I…”

Seeing my hesitation, Ji Qianluo sighed.

“I’ve never seen such a wishy-washy man like you. If this young lady’s invitation were extended to others, they would have been begging to accept it long ago. Have you decided? If you don’t agree, I’m leaving.”

“Wait…”

Brigade Leader, what should I do?!

My psychological defenses were completely breached. I grabbed the ticket from Ji Qianluo’s hand and shouted, “Fine! I agree! I’ll be your boyfriend, okay?”

I would never have imagined that it was exactly this sentence that started my life destined to be a protagonist—but not a protagonist belonging to this world.

Hearing my words, Ji Qianluo’s face finally revealed the mischievous smile of a successful plot, and immediately, a string of strange words began to pop out of her mouth.

“Voice input received.”

“Voice validated, contract generating…”

“Contract generated, loading…”

“Loading complete, initiating transfer…”

Listening to Ji Qianluo suddenly spouting such baffling nonsense, a sense of foreboding rose in my heart.

I stepped forward, wanting to grab Ji Qianluo, and asked urgently, “Hey, what are you talking about? What contract…”

However, I didn’t get to finish my sentence.

“Transfer Start!”

With the emergence of this seemingly authoritative command, a burst of intense light suddenly radiated from Ji Qianluo.

Blinded by the glare, I hurriedly closed my eyes and retreated several steps.

In my ears, I seemed to hear Ji Qianluo’s sweet voice.

“Well then, good luck. Welcome to my world, Li Qingchen.”

“What?”

I started to scream, but before I could wonder why the surrounding pedestrians hadn’t noticed this blinding light, my head spun, and I slowly slipped into a deep slumber…

My head is spinning.

Am I dead already?

A sliver of light began to enter my vision. I slowly opened my eyes.

Above me was a pink ceiling. Covering me was a pale pink floral velvet quilt, and I was lying on a large, soft bed.

The tangible sensation of being alive returned to my body. I shook my head, propped myself up, and sat up in bed.

Eh?

My body feels so light?

Wait, where is this? This isn’t my room.

I looked around, surveying the environment and carefully considering the current situation.

Right, I was blinded by that detestable woman, Ji Qianluo, with a strong light, and then I don’t know what happened.

Did she bring me here?

Is this obviously girlish room Ji Qianluo’s?

I frowned and leaned my body forward. Just as I wanted to climb out of bed, suddenly, a lock of deep crimson hair dangled forward from behind my left shoulder.

“Eh, whose hair is this?”

I subconsciously reached out and tugged at the lock of hair, followed immediately by a sharp pain coming from my scalp.

It hurts!

Is this my hair?

I instantly felt that something was wrong and hurriedly patted the top of my head. The silky texture of the long hair was obviously different from my usual bird’s nest.

“It can’t be…”

I muttered to myself while simultaneously reaching my trembling hand toward my crotch.

Empty.

Gone?

My throat.

Empty.

Gone?

My chest.

Hmm, very good, it’s actually quite full here.

Wait, no! That’s not good at all!

Am I…

“How did I turn into a girl!!”