My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

"Hmm... it's nothing..." Hui thought for a moment, but still didn't speak.

"No, Hui'er must be hiding something from me."

Hui regretted arousing Kouta's curiosity a little, but seeing that she couldn't resist him, she had no choice but to compromise and say, "Then, I'll tell you tonight!"

Hui felt it was time to tell Kouta about the child.

Seeing this, Kōta didn't force Hui: "Okay."

……

The two were so engrossed in each other that they didn't realize it was already afternoon.

Hui got up and went backstage at the school auditorium to prepare for her dance performance.

Kōta accompanied her all the way to the dressing room entrance backstage of the auditorium, where he reluctantly parted ways with Hui.

Inside the dressing room, all you could see were beautiful young women. Since they were all girls, there was no need to be shy or discreet. They openly displayed large expanses of fair skin, and the air inside was filled with the fragrance of the girls.

Upon Hui's arrival, there was a momentary pause in the room, but things quickly returned to normal, and everyone continued with their own tasks.

Some were changing clothes, some were putting on makeup, and some were doing warm-up exercises...

It was as if Hui didn't exist.

Huiye was already used to her way of getting along with the dance club members.

Hui, who was born without social skills, simply doesn't know how to manage interpersonal relationships.

When I first joined the dance club, some people would approach this legendary school beauty out of curiosity and curiosity.

At that time, Hui was passive; she would answer whatever others asked, and if she didn't know the answer, she would remain silent. If someone asked her about it, she would simply say she didn't know...

As for taking the initiative, echoing others' boring topics, praising others against one's will, forcing oneself to laugh when one doesn't want to... these are too difficult and too advanced for Hui.

then,

My wife, Keigo, has a cool and aloof image that is deeply ingrained in people's minds.

Hui became a lone figure in the dance club. The small club of about twenty people was divided into two sides: one side was Hui, and the other side was the others.

Unless absolutely necessary, no one will speak up for themselves anymore.

Later, rumors about Hui engaging in escort services spread like wildfire.

In the dance club,

Those of lower skill level openly treat Hui with cold indifference.

Those with higher skill levels would occasionally hear sarcastic remarks that were veiled and indirect.

However, unlike outsiders, these people in the gang only went as far as verbal abuse; no actual malicious pranks occurred.

Later, under Kouta's intimidation.

No one dared to speak ill of Hui anymore, and the situation returned to its previous state of estrangement and isolation.

However, unlike before, they also seemed to harbor a hint of fear.

After putting on her bright pink dance dress, Hui looked at herself in the mirror.

The dance skirt is in the style of a kimono skirt. It is made of only a thin piece of fabric and is printed with cherry blossom patterns. However, the quality is excellent. It feels smooth and soft to the touch and is very comfortable to wear.

The neckline was completely open, forming an obtuse "V" shape, revealing Hui's entire neck, collarbone, shoulder blades, and shoulders. Only at her breasts was the neckline gathered, leaving endless room for imagination.

The sleeves are very wide, so wide that even the top of Hui's beautiful legs can be slipped in without any resistance. This design gives girls a graceful feeling when they wave their arms while dancing.

A red belt, about the width of a palm, was wrapped around her waist, clearly displaying the slenderness of Hui's waist to the world.

The hem hung loosely at her thighs, and she couldn't wear stockings or anything like that underneath, so Hui's long, slender, and snow-white legs were exposed.

At this moment,

Hui was beginning to understand why the dance club's performances were so popular with the boys!

Hui looked at herself in the mirror.

The stunningly beautiful girl wore this alluring dance dress, below which were a pair of long, slender, and beautiful legs. The light, flowing skirt hung down only by gravity, as if a gentle breeze would lift it up and reveal the deep, secret realm beneath.

The girl's beautiful eyes blinked adorably, her pink lips gently biting her cheeks, her stunning face flushed with a touch of rosy blush, making her appear pure and innocent.

Hui smiled helplessly, sometimes thinking that she might really be a vixen.

Even though I'm about to become a mother, what's with this pure and sacred feeling?

Shouldn't she be charming, passionate, gentle, and virtuous?

After Hui changed her clothes, it was almost their turn to go on stage.

Led by the club president, Miyuki Chikaya, everyone in the dressing room lined up and went backstage at the auditorium stage to wait for their turn.

Hui watched with curiosity as the girls in front of her looked nervous and scared. They held hands tightly with their companions and whispered to each other to relieve their stress.

However, apart from the main dancer, Miyuki Chikatani, and a few other senior students, the rest of the dancers were just there to fill in. The dance moves were simple, low-difficulty, and highly repetitive. Even if you forgot the moves, you could just follow along with others. If you made a mistake, no one would notice.

Just like the person playing the big tree in a stage play, you can stand from the beginning to the end, and even fall asleep in between. What's there to be afraid of?

However, the main dancers, including Chikatani Miyuki, are now completely at ease, while the others who are just there to make up the numbers are extremely nervous... It's the other way around.

As the curtain rose again, Hui took a few steps and followed the group onto the stage, accompanied by the words of a male and female host.

Looking down from the stage, Hui saw a sea of ​​people, roughly several thousand in number. Due to the difference in light, finding a specific person in the audience was an impossible task.

However, Hui was prepared.

The tickets she gave Kouta were for a great seat, the third row in the middle. The location was just the right distance and angle, offering a clear view of the entire stage.

Hui's beautiful eyes quickly scanned the seats below the stage, and sure enough, she found Kouta.

From Hui's perspective, she could only see about a third of Kouta's upper body, but the distance was so close that Hui could clearly see the burning passion in Kouta's eyes as he looked at her.

Instantly, her beautiful face flushed crimson. How could she not know what absurd things this lecherous man was thinking?

The moment their eyes met, they were instantly drawn together, like the north and south poles of a magnet, and could never be separated again.

As the music started...

Hui Mei's eyes, filled with tender affection, remained fixed on the one and only person among the thousands of people in the audience—her beloved and her bedmate.

Hui whispered, "Hui's dance is only for you!"

Hui put in her utmost effort, because this was a dance she was performing for Kouta.

The initial movements resembled swallows nesting, then she rose up and soared high like a magpie startled in the night. Sometimes she raised her wrist and lowered her eyebrows, sometimes she gently stretched out her hands like a brush painting a dragon. Her jade sleeves fluttered, like butterflies dancing gracefully, her beautiful posture leisurely and gentle.

Furthermore, whenever Hui made a move, her beautiful eyes were fixed on Kouta.

Sometimes she flinched, sometimes she was shy, sometimes she laughed, sometimes she was alluring... but no matter how the emotions in her eyes changed, the deepest love in them remained unchanged.

The last person to be treated like this by Hui was Emperor Xia Wuwei.

Hui was just acting at the time.

But now, Hui is playing herself.

In Hui's eyes, there was only one audience member, Kouta, while the other thousands of people were just background figures.

The boys in the audience were completely stunned.

Although Hui was just one of the dozen or so people who were there to make up the numbers, she was standing at the back.

However, her stunning beauty, snow-white skin, exquisite figure, and ethereal气质 immediately caught people's attention.

The boys in the audience stared intently at Hui.

Although they already knew that Kei had joined the dance club and had been looking forward to this year's performance, they were still surprised when they actually saw Kei on stage.

Only then did they realize what it meant to be as beautiful as an angel!

The girl on stage was like a water sprite, as if she had walked out of a dream. Although she was wearing clothes full of energy, it did not affect her pure and innocent temperament at all.

That's a kind of charm!

It's hard to explain, but one look at her is enough to understand.

However, what truly captivated them was what came next.

The girl behind them seemed to have eaten forbidden fruit, falling from a fairy to the mortal world. She became vivid, melancholic, and pitiful, from being unattainable before. However, when they followed the girl's gaze, it turned into deep helplessness and jealousy.

……

After the dance ended, enthusiastic applause rang out from the audience.

After the curtain call, Hui went back to the dressing room with everyone to change clothes.

The dance skirts need to be washed before they can be returned.

Hui was slow at changing clothes, and after putting her school uniform back on, she wanted to find Kouta.

However, after leaving the locker room, she ran into someone she hadn't seen in a long time—Chie Maeda.

"Hello, senior!" Kei was unaware of what had happened between Kouta and Maeda Chie, but still greeted them politely.

This is also one of Hui's few social skills.

"Hello, little sister! I saw your performance just now. No wonder you're hailed as the most beautiful girl in Misaki High School," Maeda Chie praised without reservation.

"Um~, they're just making things up." Hui said somewhat embarrassed.

"Do you have time? There's a coffee shop nearby that's launched a new drink," said Chie Maeda, her eyes slightly narrowed.

"Uh~" Hui was puzzled. Are we that close?

"Let's forget it, I have other things to do," Hui said.

"Really? More important than... Fujiki-kun's matter?" Maeda Chie said meaningfully.

"What do you mean?" Hui became serious. Even if she was slow to realize, she understood that the other party had ill intentions.

"It's nothing, just a small matter concerning Fujiki-kun. Well... let me ask again, Miss Wagatsuma, do you have some time?"

"lead the way."

"Okay, follow me."

Chie Maeda led the way with a smile.