One day, my best friend suddenly turned into a sickly girl from the TS

While Yuki and Yoru were intimately involved, the class beauty, Kanase Anzu, was at a karaoke session with her friends. Despite being seen as unapproachable by the boys, Anzu was considerate towards her friends and straightforward in her affections.

Her protectiveness sometimes made her short-tempered, especially concerning people she cared deeply about.

“Hey, Anzu~”

“What’s up?”

One of her friends, Kondou Ikumi, a flashy girl with dyed hair and piercings, unlike the demure Anzu, brought up a topic during their break.

“Isn’t Yuki being a bit presumptuous?”

“How so?”

As Anzu asked, her sharp gaze went unnoticed by Ikumi, who continued her rant.

“Well, now that Yoru’s a girl, she should hang out with us, right? But she’s always with that guy. And there are even rumors they’re dating. I bet Yoru’s super annoyed by him.”

In truth, while Yuki and Yoru’s relationship was clear to those close to them, others were less aware.

“I mean, Yuki’s always clinging to her. It’s becoming irritating. Doesn’t Yoru feel the same?”

“Shut up, Ikumi.”

Anzu’s tone was icy, silencing the room. Even Ikumi realized she’d crossed a line, but it was too late.

“Why would you say that?”

“I… just…”

“Why, Ikumi?”

Ikumi had genuinely thought Yuki was a nuisance but now realized she’d touched a nerve with Anzu. Recalling Anzu’s friendly chats with Yuki and Yoru’s proximity, Ikumi’s expression turned guilty.

“…”

Anzu sighed, deflated by Ikumi’s frightened look. While Yuki was a valuable friend who helped her, she felt compelled to set things straight.

“Yuki is a wonderful person and a great friend. He’s helped me many times, and his rapport with Yoru is built on mutual trust. They care deeply for each other, and it’s not right to make baseless assumptions about them.”

“Sorry, Anzu.”

Anzu didn’t fully understand her strong reaction. Yuki was a dear friend, and his advice had been valuable. And yet, a part of her couldn’t let go of her feelings for Yoru.

“I wonder what they’re doing right now.”

Anzu hadn’t fully moved on from Yoru. But if Yoru, now a woman, was happy with Yuki, that was enough for her. It was a bittersweet acceptance of someone she loved finding happiness.

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Meanwhile, the two in question were at Yoru’s house. But as Anzu pondered, Yuki had already drifted into a peaceful slumber.

“Seriously, falling asleep and leaving your girlfriend to watch over you… You’re too cute.”

Yoru muttered affectionately, enjoying Yuki’s peaceful slumber on her lap.

After their affectionate time together, Yuki had gradually dozed off, lulled into sleep by Yoru’s suggestion of resting his head on her lap. He had nodded off almost immediately after lying down.

“…I’ve become a woman, haven’t I? My senses have changed… Right, Yuki, I’ve even gotten used to using the ladies’ room and how to wear lingerie.”

Initially, adapting to these changes was a struggle, but now it felt natural, a testament to her acceptance of her new identity as a woman.

“…To think I’d say this, but I wish you’d see me naked. Better yet, get excited and pounce on me, silly.”

Pulling out a box from her bag, Yoru revealed its contents – essential items for a couple ready to take their relationship to the next level. She had secretly purchased them a few days ago without telling Yuki.

“I’m ready anytime, you know? I’m your girl, after all… Ehehe.”

Memories from her past life as a man remained, but her thought process remained unchanged. Yet, whenever Yuki was involved, her feminine side naturally surfaced. She had almost completely let go of her past male identity, embracing her womanhood.

“I can confidently say now – I’m glad I became a woman.”

The despair she once felt at her transformation was now incomprehensible in her current state of happiness. Such blissful everyday life made the transition worth it.

Her voluptuous breasts, curvy hips, and skin that drew everyone’s attention were all for Yuki.

“…?”

“Ah, you’re awake? Yuki?”

“Yoru?”

Just gazing at Yuki’s face was enough for Yoru, but he soon woke up, rubbing his eyes, looking slightly disoriented.

“You have the talent to ruin men, don’t you?”

“That’s only for you. I’d refuse anyone else.”

“That’s good to hear.”

“Wait, you’re serious about that!?”

“Of course. I know you pretty well, Yoru.”

“…”

Yuki’s words easily swayed Yoru’s emotions, quickly shifting from joy to a deeper longing, a side effect of her transformation into a woman.

“Yahhhhh!”

“Hey, what are you doing!?”

In an impulse, Yoru decided to bury Yuki’s face into her chest. Her playful way of saying, ‘Take this, the softness of my chest.’ While Yoru reveled in this, Yuki was overwhelmed by the softness and sweet scent.

“You like this, don’t you?”

“Muffled sounds from Yuki”

Yoru had become a complete woman, and with Yuki, she was unabashedly expressing her newfound femininity.