My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Her feet were slender and slightly small, snow-white, and she wore pink sandals, with her ten toes sticking out like tender lotus sprouts.

Kouta Fujiki was stunned.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, let's go!" Hui said with a smile.

"Oh, oh! Let's go!"

Along the way, Fujiki Kouta was in front and Kei was behind.

Throughout the journey, Fujiki Kouta silently led the way without saying a word.

Even without using her "psychological manipulation" ability, Hui knew that this boy was genuinely naive, easy to understand, and easy to control.

What Hui didn't know was that when the original owner was kidnapped, she felt so helpless and desperate, which made Kouta, who protected her when she was a child, seem so tall, reliable, and worthy of her reliance!

Hui, who inherited everything from the original owner, naturally inherited this feeling. Although the time interval was long, feelings are like fine wine; the longer they are brewed, the more fragrant they are when they burst forth.

The original owner's hazy feelings of affection, which had been brewing for 10 years since she was 5, would have been fine if she hadn't met Kouta. These feelings would have remained a deep emotional attachment: that there was once a boy who stood in front of her and protected her.

Upon meeting, the goodwill I once felt immediately rose to the level of "liking".

Hui was unaware of the process; she simply thought she had fallen in love at first sight with the boy she had only met two days prior!

Of course, it's impossible for Hui to confess her feelings. Whether it's the original owner's girlish reserve or her mindset as a boy in her previous life, it makes it impossible for Hui to confess to a boy, even one she likes.

However... if the other person were to confess their feelings, I might, perhaps, probably, reluctantly agree. No, that's not right. How could I let him succeed so easily? I should reject him at least ten times. No, maybe five times. Is five times still too many? Maybe three times...

Suppressing her wild thoughts, Hui looked at Kouta's back and couldn't help but smile, wanting to tease him.

Thus, the lively, childlike spirit that existed within the original owner's heart began to awaken...

Hui suddenly asked, "Um, Mr. Kōtai?"

"Yes, I am here!" Fujiki Kouta straightened his neck and answered immediately when he heard Kei's question.

"There's a question I've been wanting to ask you."

"Wh...what problem?"

"Um, am I a devil? Or am I just terrifying?"

"No, no! You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my life. I am not afraid of even the devil!" Fujiki Kouta quickly retorted.

"Pfft!" Hui was suddenly pleased to hear him compliment her on her beauty.

"Then why are you so nervous when you're with me?" Hui asked again.

"Tense... tense... no... not tense!"

Seeing how nervous Gengtai was, Hui became more uninhibited and unrestrained!

So Hui quickly stepped forward, took his hand, held it in front of his eyes, and said, "Then why is your hand shaking?"

Fujiki Kouta tried to break free, but Kei held him tightly, and he couldn't. He could only say, "This, Miss Gasai (my wife)..."

“Ga-sai- (I-wife)? Does Mr. Kōtai want me to be your wife?” Hui asked playfully.

Kouta Fujiki, holding the hand that wasn't being held, said in a flustered manner, "No, no, it's just that your name is like that..."

"Oh, so Mr. Keng doesn't want me to be your wife?" Hui was even more smug!

"No, no... no! No, no!" Fujiki Kouta was even more at a loss.

"Well, so is it or isn't it?" Hui asked, pretending to be serious.

"This, this..." Fujiki Kouta wanted to say 'yes,' but he didn't dare to, feeling extremely conflicted.

"Pfft—alright, I'm not teasing you anymore, let's go."

Seeing Fujiki Kou's silly expression, Hui thought: So this is what it's like to tease an innocent boy. It feels pretty good!

He released Fujiki Kouta's hand, and the two continued walking forward.

Fujiki Kouta felt very disappointed. It turned out that the goddess was joking. Of course, how could such a beautiful girl like an ordinary person like him?

After a moment of composure, Fujiki Kouta, still somewhat nervous, asked, "So, what should I call you?"

"Just call me 'Hui'," Hui said indifferently.

Although she knew that in Japan, calling someone by their name was something only people with deep feelings for each other did, Hui felt that her neighbors also counted as having deep feelings for each other!

Most importantly, Kei doesn't dislike being called by her name by Fujiki Kouta.

"Is this alright? The name is..."

"Fine! Hey, tell me, are you even a man, being so indecisive?"

“I, I… okay… Hui?” Fujiki Kouta asked tentatively.

"Yes, that's right!"

Hui then said, "You can't keep acting like this! You get nervous whenever you see a girl. How are you going to find a wife in the future?"

"Huh?" Kouta Fujiki thought he had misheard. It seemed like the goddess had said something incredible!

"Huh? What 'huh'? You idiot! As your senior, I have to tell you, you're destined to be single!" Hui suddenly said to Fujiki Kouta in a serious tone.

Upon hearing Kei's words again, Fujiki Kouta was certain that the stunningly beautiful girl in front of him was discussing with him: how to find a wife.

Kouta Fujiki had only ever been in contact with his younger sister since he was a child and had never been in contact with other girls, but he knew that girls were usually very reserved.

"Wife, wife and such, it's too early."

"Morning? Morning what? This is Japan, after all. Aren't you going to have a passionate romance or save the world in high school and still be called a 'Japanese high school student'?"

Hui regretted her words as soon as she finished speaking. She realized she had gotten carried away and quickly tried to salvage the situation, saying, "Uh... just kidding, just kidding, forget about it."

Completely forgetting that he is a level 4 mind manipulator, capable of making Fujiki Kouta forget everything with just a thought.

Although Hui Lang went too far, the effect was still very good: Fujiki Kouta was no longer so nervous in front of Hui and could interact with her normally.

Hui thought to herself, "The book really wasn't lying. The fastest way to get closer to a guy is to talk about women. Yes, my future wife will be a woman too, that's for sure!"

The tree-lined avenues in Aomori City are quiet and give a very comfortable feeling, but now is not the time to enjoy them.

Kei and his friends live in Nishicho Ward, Aomori City. There aren't many high-rise buildings there; they mostly live in ordinary houses. The houses in Kei's neighborhood are also typical Japanese detached houses.

They walked for almost an hour, and just as Hui's weak body was about to reach its limit, they finally arrived at the shopping street.

This is a relatively secluded shopping street, but it's also the place with the best value for money in the entire Aomori city.

Although this is a street, the canopies erected by shops everywhere make the already narrow street feel crowded.

However, this crowding only highlights its liveliness and prosperity!

Chapter 29 An Encounter

As Uncle Tanaka spoke, he looked at Hui with great enthusiasm, momentarily amazed, but his eyes only showed the doting affection of an elder, without any extra lust.

After listening to Uncle Tanaka's words, Hui realized: "That's right, I'm a girl now. Girls date because they want to get married and have children..."

The thought of getting married and doing those shameful things suddenly brought to mind the image of Fujiki Kouta, and my body reacted!

Hui blushed.

However, in Uncle Tanaka's eyes, he simply thought that this stunningly beautiful girl was shy.

Fujiki Kouta glanced at Kei cautiously and saw her blushing face. He thought to himself: Sure enough, girls are reserved!

So he immediately waved his hand at Uncle Tanaka and explained, "Uncle Tanaka, don't misunderstand, this is the girl from our new neighbor's house. We just met yesterday, she's not my girlfriend."

"Haha, just because it's not happening now doesn't mean it won't happen in the future! Kouta, you'd better hurry up! I'm rooting for you guys." Uncle Tanaka said with a smirk.

"Uncle Tanaka, please stop talking!" said Fujiki Kouta.

Hui continued to lower her head, blushing. When she heard Uncle Tanaka's words, she wasn't angry. Instead, she stared straight at Fujiki Kouta, thinking to herself.

Should I get married or not? No, I should get married!

Because: any relationship not aimed at marriage is just playing around, and I'm not a scoundrel! Besides, a woman who doesn't get married isn't complete! And also, that feeling of being penetrated...

Oh, am I a pervert?

If I were to get married, then Kouta seems like...

Kouta Fujiki felt a little uneasy being stared at.

"Uncle Tanaka, please stop talking!" Fujiki Kouta quickly stopped him.

"Alright, alright, I won't say anything more. What are you doing here?" Uncle Tanaka asked.

"Yes, Hui wants to buy a laptop, so she came here to take a look!"

"Oh, then you've come to the right place..."

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As Hui left Uncle Tanaka's shop, she carried a well-packaged laptop with excellent specs, capable of handling demanding games without any problems.

After walking only a few steps, Hui felt like she couldn't go on anymore. "It's so heavy! I'm so tired! My arms are so sore!"

Looking at Fujiki Kouta walking ahead, stopping and starting intermittently, Kei suddenly felt a little angry for some reason.

Well, you blockhead! Going shopping with a girl and letting her carry all the things by herself.

In Japan, many foreigners have a misconception that there are many beautiful women, which is completely wrong.

There are very few beautiful women in Japan, but you can see a lot of pretty girls on the street. How is that possible?

Reason: Makeup!

There are very few beautiful women in Japan, but Japanese girls are very good at makeup, and it's not just about applying lipstick and sunscreen as most people think.

Instead, it escalates to the level of sorcery: thoroughly rendering, depicting, and refining the human face, features, and other parts. This enhances the three-dimensional impression, adjusts shape and color, conceals flaws, and expresses spirit, thereby deceiving the visual perception of others. It completely alters the original "shape," "color," and "texture" of the figure.

Most of the beautiful women you see on the street have their faces covered with all sorts of paints and cosmetics, several thick layers of them.

Having seen so many "artificially made" beauties over the long term, the Japanese have developed a keen eye and can tell at a glance whether a girl is genuinely beautiful or just the result of makeup.

Women like Hui, who always wear light makeup or are basically bare-faced when going out, still manage to outshine 100% of the women on the street.

This is very attractive to men!

But when everyone looked:

Yes, she has a boyfriend, but what kind of boyfriend is he?