The Worst Day of My Life

Today was the worst day of my life.

I was betrayed by my goddess, inexplicably turned into a girl, and saw my little brother become a living human. To top it all off, I discovered that God actually exists.

My worldview was instantly rewritten by such unscientific circumstances, and I began to doubt whether I was already crazy.

After all, anyone who goes through a day as bad as mine would go mad.

So, am I a bit like Arthur? I’m a failure in life, and I’m often ridiculed for my otaku tendencies. People like me are likely to become unstable elements in society and end up as Joker-like figures.

The blonde boy yawned and said, ‘Sister, you, an otaku, could never become a charming villain like that. If you had the guts to kill a chicken, you wouldn’t be eating instant noodles and ordering takeout every day.’

I furrowed my brow. ‘Can you hear my thoughts?’

‘Of course, I’m the most important part of your body. We’re one and the same.’

‘Then why don’t you return to my body?’

I grabbed his shoulders and shook him fervently.

‘Sister, please don’t shake me. I’m getting dizzy.’

Unable to bear tormenting the blonde boy anymore, I sighed.

‘So, what’s going on now? Can you explain it to me?’

The blonde boy sat up straight. Only now did I notice he was wearing my favorite shirt, which had anime characters with revealing outfits.

Damn, I can’t even look at it. Who would’ve thought it looked so stupid and disgusting when worn?

I’m glad I didn’t wear it outside; otherwise, I’d have added more embarrassing history to my life.

The blonde boy lifted his shirt, revealing his eight-pack abs, and said confusedly, ‘But I think this shirt is okay.’

‘I didn’t ask for your opinion. Damn it, why did I buy this shirt online? And what’s up with your abs?’

The blonde boy took off the shirt and struck a bodybuilder pose, his muscular arms almost blinding me.

Is this what they call a handsome face with a strong build?

I covered my eyes and said in despair, ‘What the hell is this?’

The blonde boy gave a mischievous smile and struck a few more fitness poses. If it weren’t for his youthful frame, I’d have thought he was some terrifying muscle man.

‘Sister, it’s all thanks to your persistent training of me!’

‘Stop it! I want to kill myself!’

I quickly grabbed the cola from my bedside to calm my nerves. Drinking carbonated drinks in the morning was almost as good as being a god.

‘Sister…’

Feeling the resentful gaze behind me, I nervously put down the cola bottle.

‘W-what is it?’

‘Why are you drinking carbonated drinks so early in the morning?’

‘To wake up and refresh my mind!’

‘But cola is bad for your health.’

Hearing this, I got fired up. How dare you question the sacred otaku happiness drink? What’s wrong with you? Aren’t you my little brother?

‘First, cola doesn’t kill sperm. When you were still in me, it didn’t affect you at all. Second, drinking cola in moderation won’t cause osteoporosis…’

The blonde boy interrupted me, ‘But it will make you fat.’

‘But…’

‘It will make you fat.’

‘I…’

His tone was firm, ‘Drinking cola will turn you into someone everyone dislikes—a fat otaku.’

Unable to refute him, my emotions spiraled out of control:

‘Waaah, what’s wrong with being an otaku! Everyone hates me, I just can’t control my appetite and don’t want to exercise, this world is so unkind to otakus like me!’

The blonde boy patted my shoulder, comforting me, ‘Sister, now is your chance to change your image! Take a look in the mirror and see how you look now.’

Suspiciously, I opened the closet, where there was a full-length mirror.

The moment I saw my reflection, I was stunned.

What the hell? Who is this blonde beauty?

Her breasts are so white, no, her skin is so fair.

Wow, her legs are even better than the dancers I see in music videos, so slender and graceful.

Aaaahhhhhhhhhhh!

So this is what a beautiful girl looks like! Seeing it in person is a hundred times more exciting than on screen!

No, this is too much, I’m getting hot all over, I might start bleeding from my nose.

I quickly covered my chest, realizing I was almost naked.

Wait, is this really me?

I touched my face, as smooth as a baby’s, and smiled at myself.

So cute, I love it! I can totally accept this girl!

No, wait, this is me!

Who would get turned on by their own reflection?

I quickly closed my eyes and chanted to myself, ‘Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, sensation, perception, volition, and consciousness are also like this…’

Sure enough, I calmed down a bit. That was close, I almost lost myself.

But… I feel an urge to continue.

I made various expressions, from angry to shy, from apathetic to smiling, feeling as if I were playing an RPG and creating a female character, except the character was myself.

Every expression was so cute!

The blonde boy, seeing me making faces in the mirror, smiled, ‘How do you like your new body?’

‘It’s beautiful, and I’ve lost a lot of weight.’

He nodded, ‘Sister, you’re now 165 cm tall and weigh around 100 pounds. I took some of your weight, but according to the law of conservation of mass, you’ll need to gain a few more pounds for me, so you’ll stay at this weight for now.’

‘Why is science suddenly involved again?’

‘Just to let you know, your measurements are 89/62/90.’

‘I don’t care about that.’

He shrugged, ‘That’s a pretty perfect figure for a beautiful girl, Sister, and you’re not satisfied?’

Coming back to my senses, I grabbed the blonde boy’s collar and threatened, ‘Change me back. I do like beautiful girls, but I never planned to become one.’

The blonde boy waved his hands, sighing, ‘I can’t change you back, Sister.’

‘Isn’t it because you left my body that I turned into a girl?’

‘No, Sister, an angel turned you into this. Her name is Michael.’

I bit my nails, trembling, ‘Is she the archangel Michael?’

‘Probably.’

I was instantly desperate. There’s no way I can resist such a powerful being.

‘My life is ruined!’

I could already imagine my miserable future.

How will I face the rest of my life? How will I face my parents and classmates?

Will the government capture me for dissection because of this unscientific s*x change?

Will I be an outcast and shunned by society?

Can I still be with my goddess?

Do I have to get married and have children now?

I want to die.

‘Sister, don’t worry. The archangel said that in everyone’s memory and all information related to you, you’ve always been a girl, so you don’t have to worry about your identity.’

‘Huh?’

I opened my household register, and there it was: Name: Ling Jiu, Gender: Female…

‘No way!’

I took out my student ID, and it still said Ling Jiu, Female.

‘I refuse to believe it! I’m Ling Chen, not Ling Jiu!’

But after checking all my IDs, my identity was Ling Jiu, Female.

I collapsed on the bed.

It’s over, I’ve become my own replacement!

I’m Ling Chen, not Ling Jiu!