When TS high school boys are too adaptable 008

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The Edgeworth Private High School has 10 classes per grade.

Even when you change grades, you won’t change classes.

It would be better to say your classroom itself wouldn’t change.

It is a school with an unusual system, in which the classroom opened by the graduating 3rd years would become the classroom for the 1st years.

Thanks to that, when we started 2nd year we go back to the same classroom we started high school in, so there is no need to look for a new classroom.

Kaori is combing my hair in our classroom.

“Who is it?” (Classmate)

“Transfer student?” (Classmate)

“It looks like she’s on good terms with Manabe.” (Classmate)

“She is super cute!” (Classmate)

“So petite and cute!” (Classmate)

“I want to lick her!” (Classmate)

I stand out rather badly.

Well, of course I do. I can’t change classrooms and that’s why.

Students who don’t belong in this classroom would stand out immediately.

This is dangerous. I need to blend in as much as possible.

“After all, I’m conspicuous.” (Kei)

“That’s true.” (Kaori)

“Why be so personal? This is familiar to me, but it is also very hard, right?” (Kei)

Kaori was amazed by my light response.

Really, I wonder why? Normally, a man won’t be a woman

Although the impossible happened, I am still very ordinary.

“Is it? Well I’m enjoying this.” (Kaori)

“Well, this will do. OK, done.” (Kaori)

“Thank you.” (Kei)

My hair was combed out and tied up with some accessories. I wonder if it looks good.

I don’t have a mirror, so I have no idea what it looks like.

I stand up and take my bag that was on Kaori’s desk and head to my seat.

My seat, which is where they seat tall people, is in the back. It can’t be helped because students in the back complain that 'I can’t see the black board'.

The classroom becomes very noisy.

“Hey, that is Igarashi’s seat.” (Shizuka)

Shizuka Saito who is sitting on the left side of my seat says quietly.

She is a slender beauty with long and straight hair, which glows in the sunlight coming in the window.

“Oh, that’s right, if you sit there instead of Igarashi, the black board will be easier to see.” (Yuki)

Yuki Kijima says this from directly behind me. He is only slightly taller than me when I was a man.

The basketball team boasted a certain level of height, but I wasn’t on the team.

“Good morning. This is my proper seat.” (Kei)

“Huh?” (Shizuka)

“OK?” (Yuki)

I sit on the seat facing left so I can see the two of them as I tapped my bag on top of the desk.

This is a bag that I had unmistakably used as a man.

My actions shift the focus of the classroom to me.

I see Kaori standing in front of the classroom surrounded by her friends.

Just then…

The bell chimes and the teacher walks into the room. It looks like a time out.

(TN: Time out is a sports term used to call a halt to the game temporarily.)

“Good morning.” (Teacher)

It’s a female teacher with a quiet voice. It’s a different teacher than last year, are we going to get a new one?

Everyone focuses on the teacher. That said, it was still the first bell, so is there something wrong? Not everyone is here yet.

“The opening ceremony will be held in the school yard, so please move there.” (Teacher)

“Oh!” (Classmate)

“Seriously?!” (Classmate)

Voices rise from here and there. I want to cry out along with them. It’s not in the auditorium?

Instead of saying anything further, she wrote on the blackboard and left the classroom.

“Oh, yes, we will continue after the opening ceremony.” (Written on the black board)

“Oh!” (Yuki)

“Well!” (Shizuka)

Yuki’s voice was different from his expression, while Shizuka’s voice was an explosion of dissatisfaction.

I don't mind, let’s head to the school yard.

I leave my bag and head to the yard with everyone.

Since it is still April, we won’t have to listen to a long story from the principal.

Nevertheless, no one around me is paying the principal any attention.

A lot of them are looking at me.

Each class has two lines, one for males and one for females. Of course, I lined up in the usual place.

In the males line.

Not just that, it is also by attendance number. My name is 'Igarashi'. So, I’m at the beginning of the line.

No matter how anxious I am, I need to be inconspicuous. The principal soon releases us.

In some ways, I may be saved, because I don’t fit the question.

The end of the opening ceremony is announced and the surrounding people come over to me as a matter of course.

Well, obviously it’s natural. I need to go back to the classroom, but who wouldn’t be interested in me who has changed.

Those from the other classes are no exception.

“Who?” (Classmate)

“Igarashi?” (Classmate)

“Just so cute!” (Classmate)

Similar whispers and cries continue, but let’s leave it at that.

I thought I heard talk of transformation through a slew of other talk. I didn’t pay attention to any of it though.

However, I am not ‘Prince Shotoku’, so I can’t answer the question from all around me.

(TN: If you are curious about Prince Shotoku https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prince_Sh%C5%8Dtoku)

“Yes, yes! What are you guys are doing?! Get back to the classroom!” (Teacher)

Just when I was getting a little lost, help arrived in the form of our teacher.

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