My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Shortly after the bell rang.

The rain continued to fall, showing no sign of stopping. The sky was a gloomy gray, with thick, dark clouds gathering overhead, seemingly only a few dozen meters above the ground, ready to fall at any moment. Plump raindrops gathered on the leaves dripped from their corners, landing in small puddles on the ground with a "drip-drip..." sound, splashing up crisp little water droplets.

Countless people poured out of several buildings on campus, instantly filling all the avenues leading to the school gate. Umbrellas of various colors converged into a colorful torrent flowing out of the school gate.

At this moment, Hui was also preparing to go home. She was taking off her practice clothes in the dance club's changing room and changing back into her school uniform.

It was only when it was time to change clothes that Hui realized that she had to take off her bra to wear the practice clothes.

Hui secretly glanced at her fellow club members who had taken off their practice clothes and noticed that none of them were wearing bras.

'Is it impossible not to take off my bra?'

Hui still cannot accept exposing her private parts in front of strangers, even those of the same sex.

Just looking around, these young girls showed no embarrassment whatsoever as they exposed their breasts among other women, as if it were a casual greeting.

It seems that changing our mindset is the only way out.

'However, let's leave it at that for today and change it tomorrow!'

Hui made up her mind and continued changing her clothes.

Hui didn't notice that after she took off her practice clothes, many girls were secretly observing her.

These observations weren't malicious or driven by lust; they simply wanted to see what the 'most beautiful school beauty in history,' who was revered as unparalleled by the boys in the school, actually looked like.

After careful observation and comparison, many girls with small breasts looked dejected, while some girls with large breasts smiled when they saw that Hui's breasts were not as big as theirs.

I may not be able to compete in looks or temperament, nor in figure, but at least I can compete in terms of 'breasts,' which is something to be proud of.

Strictly speaking, Hui's breasts are not small, but rather a little larger than just right.

Hui's body, nourished by the life energy from multiple journeys back to Earth, had long since evolved to the limit of a carbon-based life form's physical structure. Every part of her body had reached its most harmonious state; her breasts had broken through from a B cup to a C cup, and had even grown larger due to the frequent kneading of this area, but still remained within a harmonious range.

Hui was unaware of what her fellow members were thinking.

After the school uniforms were returned, Hui noticed that some people in the changing room were happy while others were dejected. Hui found it strange, but she didn't think much of it and left quietly.

Discussions only began in the locker room after Hui left.

'Hey, my wife's classmate never takes off her bra while wearing her workout clothes. Doesn't she feel uncomfortable when she does stretching exercises?'

'Who knows? Maybe it's not so bad after all, the world of beautiful women is different from ours.'

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Some people were envious: "My wife's classmate has such a great figure!"

"Hmm. But Haruyama, you're not bad either."

"How could I possibly compare to my wife's classmate?"

“It’s true,” Aida said, looking at Haruyama’s chest. “I just saw it. Haruyama, your chest is bigger than my wife’s. Unlike me, even the only thing I might be able to compare to is my wife’s chest.”

Haruyama blushed a little when Aida stared at his chest and turned around: "Aida, what are you looking at!"

"Look...the biggest boobs in our dance club!" With that, Aida grabbed Haruyama's chest.

"Eee-ya... Don't touch me like that..."

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After leaving the indoor stadium.

Hui opened her umbrella and took small steps into the rain.

After walking for a while, they came across a small puddle, only two or three steps wide, and Hui naturally walked around it.

Even Hui herself didn't notice her unusual behavior just now. If it were before, Hui would have simply strode across such a small puddle, unlike now when she acted like a proper young lady.

However, Hui has now chosen to go around it.

Meanwhile, Hui still doesn't realize how elegant her gait is. Her two jade-like feet, encased in thick-soled platform shoes with chunky heels, land precisely on a straight line. The steps between her two slender legs, clad in black knee-high stockings, seem meticulously designed and rigorously trained, without a single gap.

Even upon closer inspection, one can see that although she is moving, Hui's shoulders remain on a horizontal line without the slightest tremor.

This is indeed the result of rigorous training. As a dancer on whom the Nangong family placed high hopes, Dong'er's every action, from eating and drinking to dressing and serving, has undergone rigorous and cruel training, which is deeply engraved in Dong'er's bones, like instinct.

As the vessel for time travel, everything about Dong'er was inherited by Hui, to the point that some of Hui's actions were unknowingly influenced by Dong'er.

After leaving the school, Hui did not go straight home as usual.

Instead, they hailed a taxi and went to a nearby hospital.

In the car, Hui leaned against the window, one hand supporting her cheek, which had a beautifully curved shape, as she looked at the rain outside. Hui naturally noticed that the middle-aged driver in front of her would occasionally glance at her through the rearview mirror.

Hui was already used to this kind of behavior; she would encounter it on the street, in supermarkets, and even at school.

When Hui had time to talk with Tachibana Akiko and the others, she realized that this was actually a very normal phenomenon and could be ignored. Tachibana Akiko and the others were used to it.

After the car arrived at the hospital, Hui did not get out, but instead asked the driver to drive around the hospital.

This time I was unlucky and didn't run into anyone who was about to die.

Hui had no choice but to ask the taxi to take her to the next hospital.

Although the driver cast a questioning glance my way, Hui pulled out ten "Fukuzawa Yukichi" bills and handed them to the middle-aged taxi driver.

The driver's brain short-circuited for a moment, then he happily accepted it. After that, he drove wherever Hui told him to go, and stopped for as long as she said she wanted, without any complaints.

After visiting all the major hospitals in Aomori City, Hui finally encountered a person who had just died at Aomori West General Hospital. It seemed that he had died from severe injuries sustained in a car accident.

The person died, and his soul disappeared before it could dissipate.

However, no one knows this, because there is no way in the world to observe this phenomenon.

After obtaining the "raw materials" for the Guiming Battle Technique, Hui immediately had the driver take her home.

It was almost seven o'clock, and Huike hadn't forgotten that she had a curfew.

Hui asked the driver to stop at a corner a few blocks from her home.

After getting off the bus, Hui honestly walked home with her umbrella.

"Guest, please take care!"

The driver didn't forget to turn around and say goodbye to Hui.

"Yes," Hui replied politely.

After Hui got off the bus and disappeared from sight, the driver kept saying, "She's so beautiful, like a goddess, and... she smells so good!"

As he spoke, the driver took a few deep breaths of air from the back seats.

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Hui walked on the sidewalk in the residential area.

Simultaneously, the Netherworld Battle Technique was activated, transforming the collected soul into black Netherworld True Qi.

In an instant,

A long-lost feeling reappeared. Hui's body was like parched earth meeting sweet dew, greedily swallowing the true energy generated by the Returning to the Underworld Battle Technique. It instantly filled all the blood vessels and nerves in his body, reaching every limb and bone, down to the very extremities.

Hui's body had long since reached the level of an innate martial artist, which is the limit of the so-called carbon-based life physical structure.

But those innate individuals who lacked true qi were at most just physically superior to ordinary people.

This does not demonstrate the true power of a supreme being.

At this moment, when true energy flows within the body, Hui is truly the innate supreme being.

The difference lies not only in the abnormal sense of danger possessed by innate martial artists, but also in a simple comparison of speed.

Without true qi, Hui could only manage ten meters per second, no matter how hard he tried. That was the limit; he couldn't go any faster.

However, with true qi, Hui could easily break through 300 meters per second with full strength. And this was not the limit. As long as the flow of true qi was increased, 400 meters per second, 500 meters per second... could all be achieved as long as the body could withstand it and the mind could keep up.

However, Hui then realized that the truly abnormal thing was the True Qi Feather Robe that she had overlooked.

In essence, the True Qi Feather Robe is a super-powerful energy shield.

Hui felt that unless it was nuclear weapons, it was impossible for any purely physical kinetic energy weapon on this planet to penetrate the True Qi Feather Robe, because the difference in scale was too great.

The firearms of this world are limited by the atmosphere and have their limits, but the True Qi Feather Robe has no limits as long as there is enough True Qi.

After all, in that ancient martial arts world, to break through the True Qi Feather Robe, one must rely on another kind of True Qi.

Hui even had a strange confidence that she could withstand a nuclear bomb.

With the True Qi Feather Robe, Hui felt invincible as long as her True Qi wasn't exhausted.

"Without realizing it, I've become invincible?!"

Hui felt a bit unreal.

However, getting home was the priority, so Hui continued walking towards her house.

We also met the neighbors along the way.

What Hui herself didn't know was that she was actually quite well-known in the nearby residential area.

There's a saying circulating in the nearby residential areas: even if you've never met Kei Agasa, you'll definitely recognize her at first glance.

The neighbors passing by Hui might notice her beautiful appearance, but no one noticed that as they walked past her, the water splashed up by their shoes was blocked by an invisible wall when it touched Hui's knee-high socks, falling to the ground from the empty air.

After a while

Hui arrived at the gate outside her house's yard.

At this moment, Hui looked at the lights on in her home and was surprised to find that her parents, for the first time ever, were not working overtime.

Is it because of the rain?

Hui took out her key, opened the door, and went to the entryway to change her shoes.

At the same time, he called out into the house, "I'm back."

Upon hearing the sound, Misa immediately came out with a towel. When she saw her daughter, she warmly took Hui's umbrella and placed it in a designated spot.

While drying her daughter's hair with a towel, she asked with concern, "Is it wet? The water is still warm, go take a bath first!"

"Oga-san, why are you closing so early today?"

Misa smiled mysteriously: "We have guests at our house today."

"Guest? Who is it, Ogasang? Don't keep me in suspense."