Chapter 2: If this is a dream, hurry and wake me up!
…the hell? That… did I fall from up there?
Looking upwards, he spied the branch he’d been caught up on, considerably high overhead. He was impressed by the sturdiness of his own body that had managed to land without a scratch.
This man was surprisingly nonchalant for a man who’d had someone fall onto him from the sky out of nowhere. Is he that nonplussed, or is he just slow?
“Um, you’re not hurt or anything, are you?”
The man chuckled at Yuuri’s words, as though he’d been asked something strange.
“I’m not so weak that I’d hurt myself cushioning your fall.”
“Ha-ha…”
Looking at him, he looked to be in his mid to late twenties. Yuuri was never sure with foreigners but he felt there wasn’t a huge age gap between them. Being treated like a small animal, despite this fact, wasn’t very funny. Although, since the man’s expression was that of a wisened elder, Yuuri wouldn’t be surprised if he was older.
Upon closer inspection, the clothing he was wearing wasn’t right for the era. A white tunic, dark trousers, and boots, like those you would see in a manga or novel. He had a blue overcoat embroidered with intricate gold patterns along the hems, draped over his shoulders. You could tell in a glance it was luxurious. On top of that, the chest peeking through his shirt looked sturdy and toned all over.
I’ve definitely seen this guy before… is he a famous actor?
At that moment, he got a bad feeling.
“Huh?”
What caught his attention was the clothing he himself was wearing, which was different from what he remembered.
He was surely wearing his usual hoodie and chinos when he left the house. But, what the hell is this flowy-looking fluttery sleeve?
Huh..? Is this some kind of joke..?
Now that he noticed, there was a tightness around his waist while his lower body felt awfully airy. Looking down nervously, he saw something he’d never worn in his life until now. He was clad in an adorable girly dress covered in frills.
“Huh? What’s going on..?”
He got an unpleasant feeling about his body. After quickly undoing the button of his blouse in panic, he was speechless at the physique hidden underneath.
“WHA—!”
Small. To be honest, they were really small, but there were definitely bumps there. In place of the manly flat and muscular chest that was there not long ago, the meager signs of a woman now sat.
When he grabbed the bumps suddenly in disbelief and fear, he definitely felt it. These were no fakes.
D-does that mean…?
No way, my manhood…
If things were like he imagined, he’d probably faint from shock. He was too scared to confirm it.
“Are you okay…? Are you hurt anywhere?”
Seeing his astonishment, the man couldn’t help but wonder what happened.
“Ha… uh… um… So I, what do I look like…?”
Even I wonder what kind of question that was. But since my mind was blank, that was the only thing that I could come up with.
Before, I was the cool androgynous type of guy. But now, what’s this long chestnut brown hair… fluttering in the soft breeze? Even though he’d never grown his out hair, glossy honey-tinted locks now flowed lightly and buoyantly over Yuuri’s chest.
The man tilted his head in confusion.
“Hm? Well, you’re quite lovely.”
“No, man, not that. From your point of view, what the hell am I?”
“Hmm… this young girl has a strange manner of speaking, does she not?1 Based on your appearance, I would think a noble daughter of some family… but isn’t it about time you put those away? A young lady shouldn’t reveal her breasts so recklessly.”
“Haaah…”
The man coughed and averted his eyes in embarrassment. Meanwhile, Yuuri heaved something between a groan and a sigh and shook his head. Although he was the one who asked, he didn’t hear most of the man’s response.
I’ve turned into a girl… Why, how…..?
How did things turn out like this? If this is a dream, wake me up fast!
“Bloody hell…”
Perhaps sensing that Yuuri wasn’t in the mood to listen to what he was saying, the man draped his coat over Yuuri’s shoulders.
As the man came to a stand, his height was made clear. He was probably a good 30cm taller than Yuuri’s pitiful 160.5cm. His face was dainty, and his limbs were long and slender. Seeing him up close, his face was unnaturally beautiful. Almost like a piece of art2.
PR/N: Still can’t figure out how he can tell tall he is right after he transmigrated lmao idek my own height in decimals.
Art…?
His little sister’s book he’d read the night before came to mind.
The clothing and the face he felt were familiar, didn’t they resemble the person drawn on the cover?
Surely. No, that’d be silly.
“What is it?”
“No… no way, but…”
“Hm?”
The memories from last night came back to him. He recalled the name of the novel’s prince.
“Y-you’re… Prince Alex? Prince of the Kingdom of Elegia?”
The man’s eyes widened slightly. The next moment, he chuckled.
“That is a name I’m called only by those closest to me, but that’s correct.”
At that moment, Yuuri was at a loss for words.
Apparently, he was inside a romance novel. What kind of twist of fate was this? It seemed Yuuri had fallen into this world in a woman’s body.
If this is a dream, wake me up already!
Against Yuuri’s wishes, the sky remained clear and his—no, her hair continued blowing softly in the wind.