“Ryuji! Look at this!”
In fact, Ryuji happened to see the contest poster while walking down the school hallway purely by chance.
[Ichijo Academy Beauty Contest]
“What is this…?”
Having been on a date, Maiya, who was walking beside him, looked at Ryuji with a cold expression and asked,
“Why? Are you interested?”
“Uh? No, it’s not that…”
He hurriedly waved his hands in defense, but seeing the suspicion in Maiya’s face, it seed she had already misunderstood him.
“If you like the beauty contest that much, why don’t you go watch it tomorrow? Of course, by yourself.”
“No! That’s not it! I just happened to notice it because there were people gathered!”
“Is that your excuse right now?! They say all n are wolves!”
With a huff, Maiya marched ahead by herself.
“Wait a minute!”
As Ryuji reached out his right hand and looked hopelessly at Maiya’s retreating figure, he turned to glare at Chiaki, who was floating beside him.
“You…”
“It’s not my fault!”
In truth, Chiaki had her grievances too.
How many people could predict that things would turn out like this just by pointing at a poster?
Ryuji, left behind by the sulking Maiya, found himself in the miserable situation of a dog chasing a chicken, and let out a small sigh.
“Haah. Where does Maiya get that intense jealousy from?”
Normally, she would act like a mother, but when it ca to him getting involved with other girls, she would beco furious.
Since they liked each other, it was sothing he had to endure, but sotis it felt exhausting.
Being new to dating might be why it felt more so.
“She’ll probably be fine by tomorrow, right?”
“Wouldn’t that be the case with Maiya?”
Anyway, it was clear that if he stood here silently, people would think he was a crazy person talking to thin air, so Ryuji headed toward the bulletin board that Chiaki had pointed to earlier.
“By the way, why did you suddenly beco interested in the beauty contest?”
“Honestly, it’s because of the prize money.”
Hearing Chiaki’s words, Ryuji unintentionally lowered his gaze.
“50,000 yen!”
That was an enormous amount of money to be simply the prize for a school contest.
Moreover, unlike the sports festival, this was sothing an individual could claim for themselves rather than being shared by the whole class.
“Ryuji, how about working with on this?”
“What? What do you an?”
“I have a good idea, you know?”
This was what happened the day before the contest.
“I must be crazy.”
In a mont of being blinded by money, he agreed to lend his body to Chiaki.
Keeping it a secret from his girlfriend Maiya, Ryuji decided to enter the beauty contest under the alias Ryuko, planning to split the prize money evenly.
Of course, this was possible because Ryuji was handso enough that when dressed as a girl, he could appear to be a beautiful girl at a glance, but no matter what, it was impossible to erase all of his masculine traits.
Thus, the chosen thod was for Mahes, a lump of yang qi, to temporarily exit his body, allowing Chiaki, a lump of yin qi, to possess Ryuji’s body.
Yin qi symbolized femininity.
Moreover, Chiaki possessed such imnse yin qi that even an exorcist clan had mistaken her for a snow woman, which ant she could have a trendous impact on the possessed body just by possessing it.
In other words…
Ryuji’s well-toned body, trained through exercise, was forcibly given feminine traits by the yin qi.
His masculine muscles softened, his Adam’s apple receded, and round lines appeared on his previously angular shoulders and hips.
His white hair flowed down to his waist, making Ryuji’s body, now under Chiaki’s control, transform into an incredibly beautiful girl.
“Is this really …?”
This was the first thing Ryuji muttered when he saw his reflection in the mirror.
“Hahahahahaha! Hahaha! Crossdressing suits you so well!”
Of course, Mahes, another accomplice who had watched the entire process, laughed crazily.
His crossdressing fit him remarkably well.
It wasn’t surprising that Ryuji, who had initially been skeptical, gained confidence.
The reflection he saw in the mirror was, without a doubt, a beautiful girl who could realistically aim for the contest victory.
“Yes! Thank you for waiting! It was a fiercely competitive preliminary round! Among the 18 contestants, nine fell, leaving us with nine strong survivors! I will now call out their nas one by one!”
Waaah!
Unlike the relatively ordinary early contestants, as the contest progressed, it beca more of a showcase of eccentricity, and finally, the nine finalists were determined.
“Don’t underestimate her for being small! Contestant number one, who received unanimous votes from parents for her outstanding singing ability! Tojo Karen!”
“Best! Karen-chan!”
A group of middle-aged n ford in the audience.
At the center was a red-haired yakuza holding glow sticks, resembling sothing you’d see at an idol concert.
“Her sparkle is that of a star! The dynamite girl who shakes n’s hearts! Contestant number two! Kishimoto Rika!”
“Yay! I easily made it to the finals!”
Before Satoru’s words ended, Rika jumped in place, emphasizing her presence.
Thanks to that, her bust jiggled up and down, creating quite the scene.
“The third is none other than the mysterious beauty from Russia! Contestant number six! Alexandra Ivanovna Romanova!”
“Wooo! Goddess!”
Thanks to the gun shooting skills she showcased earlier, it seed she gained cult popularity among the hidden military fans at school.
Before long, a considerable number of male students had gathered in the audience, claiming to be Sasha’s fans.
“The fourth is everyone’s beloved little sister! Recently active as both an actress and an idol, it’s the hot topic, contestant number seven, Minato Nao!”
“Nao! Nao! Nao!”
It was evident how popular she was, given that even the contest MC was a mber of her fan club.
How did soone like that co to like her?
After introducing the fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth finalists, including Senior Fuma, the final contestant, who had a familiar face nad Ryuko, appeared.
She seed to have a shy personality, waving silently to the audience before quietly stepping back.
Well, with so many people, even soone who usually doesn’t get nervous would inevitably feel the pressure.
After the nine finalists were determined, the remaining contestants, who anxiously awaited their nas to be called, left the stage with tearful expressions.
They had entered the contest with confidence in their looks, so receiving a score of elimination in the preliminaries must have been extrely embarrassing.
The only silver lining was that most people rember only the first place winner.
It would be a relief if it ended up as a dark history known only to themselves and those around them.
“Now, the long-awaited finals! The the for the second round of judging, which has been shrouded in mystery, is: the swimsuit competition!”
…What?
Did I hear that wrong?
It seed the audience was just as surprised, as the atmosphere beca one of murmuring.
The finalists were equally flustered.
“Wait a minute! There was no ntion of this until yesterday?!”
The first to protest was Karen, known for her fiery personality.
In response was the Student Council Vice President, who was officially sponsoring the contest.
“Isn’t it common sense that there’s a swimsuit competition in a beauty contest?”
“No! What nonsense is that?!”
There was a significant gap between the common sense of an ordinary person and that of the Vice President, who was an otaku.
However, unable to point that out in the serious atmosphere, Sasha stepped forward and spoke.
“Karen, if you dislike it so much, just forfeit.”
“What?”
“If rivals drop out this way, the remaining contestants will actually benefit.”
“!”
Karen’s expression turned to one of surprise.
“Wait, I’m not saying I won’t do it! I just didn’t prepare a swimsuit!”
“I anticipated that, so I prepared ahead of ti.”
As the Vice President said this and clapped, Minami suddenly appeared, bringing out a rack filled with dozens of swimsuits.
“You didn’t think the Student Council would handle this carelessly, did you?”
“Ugh!”
This effectively blocked any chance of retreat.
In the end, Karen, who had been pondering for a way out, reached the conclusion that there was no way out, and shouted in frustration.
“Fine! I’ll do it! I will!”
Having obtained imdiate agreent, the Vice President looked around at the remaining finalists.
“If anyone has any objections to the swimsuit judging, please speak up now. I will imdiately process your withdrawal.”
Of course, no one spoke up to withdraw.
At this point, they must have wanted to take ho at least sothing.
Moreover, at least four of the nine finalists had entered not for the grand prize, but for the prize of a wish, so they were even less likely to give up.
While I wasn’t sure which way this contest would go, I was certain that what awaited was nothing but chaotic destruction, so I gulped down bottled water to calm my burning stomach.
“Swimsuit judging… here?!”
Sakamoto Ryuji, who entered the contest hoping for the prize money, realized once again that he was in deep trouble.
No matter what, he couldn’t hide what was between his legs.
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