My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

When Hui first arrived in this world, Misa and Hui took a bath together. As Misa dried herself off, she noticed that her daughter was clumsy and made many mistakes when cleaning her private parts.

He thought to himself, "My daughter is such a big idiot!"

So, I taught my daughter my experience in cleaning her private parts again!

For example, you must clean your hands and use a clean towel, bath tub, and other items that come into contact with your private parts before washing.

Rinse the outside area with water. If there is no shower, you can use a basin instead. Sterilize the basin with hot water beforehand and make sure it is for dedicated use only.

During cleaning...

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Hui was shy at first and tried to brush it off, but Misa scolded her angrily.

I'm really angry!

In the words of Misa's mother: Girls need to know how to take care of and cherish their own bodies, because boyfriends and husbands are all big idiots and can't help you at all. You have to rely on yourself for everything.

Furthermore, when you have a daughter in the future, you will also have to teach her these things. If you don't even know them yourself, how can you teach her?

This was the first time Hui had ever seen Misa angry, so she straightened her posture and, blushing, memorized every step Misa had said.

Misa also made Hui demonstrate in front of her until she thought it was satisfactory.

Now, Hui understands every step, every precaution, and every tip about bathing for women very clearly; it has become a habit.

"call……"

Once inside the bath, Hui completely relaxed. No wonder Japanese people love taking baths; it really feels very comfortable at times like this. For Japanese people who face immense life pressures, this must be one of the most suitable ways to unwind.

However, looking at her dazzling breasts, Hui fell into distress again.

"This size, it's probably a B cup! The anxieties of teenage girls!"

But... does Kouta-kun prefer big or small?

It should be big! After all, it's a boy...

Thinking about all this, Hui noticed her cheeks were flushed...

After taking a shower, dinner was already prepared and placed in the dining room, and Hui had put on a pink nightgown.

I don't know what material the nightgown is made of, but it's very smooth and comfortable to wear. Of course, the chest area feels a bit loose.

The rosy complexion hadn't completely disappeared, but it wasn't very noticeable anymore; at least she wasn't as bad as before.

On the table.

Hui said to the straw lamp, "Dad, I submitted my first novel to Dengeki Bunko today."

Cao Deng sipped his drink and asked, "Did you finish writing so quickly? What's the title of the book?"

Hui replied, "Yes, I came up with this story while I was hospitalized. The book is called 'The Girl in the Shell'."

"What kind of story is it?" Cao Deng asked curiously upon hearing the book's title.

“Hmm—it’s a science fiction story!” Hui said after considering for a moment.

Grass Lamp was somewhat surprised: "Science fiction? Then I must take a good look at my daughter's work later!"

Hui also wanted to show her parents what she thought of her work, so she happily replied, "Okay!"

Misa, who was listening nearby, said curiously, "I want to see my daughter's first work too!"

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To avoid shocking the public, Hui only said that she had written 5 words.

After printing out the 5-word manuscript and handing it to Soto and Misa, Kei went to sleep.

Hui has become smarter; she's not wearing underwear or a bra, just a nightgown.

Because it's uncomfortable if your genitals get wet while wearing underwear.

The night is deep and quiet!

Hui's hand stealthily reached under the covers...

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After soaring through the clouds, Hui collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily, and then fell into a deep sleep.

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While riding the clouds and mist.

In Soto and Misa's bedroom.

Cao Deng finished reading his daughter's 5-word manuscript.

He placed the manuscript on the bedside table and praised it, saying, "It's very well written! I used to think my daughter was bragging, but now it seems she really does have a talent for writing novels."

“Of course, don’t you know whose daughter she is? Let me see.” Misa said with a proud look on her face.

Misa is a top student who graduated from Tokyo Women's University; reading ten lines at a glance is nothing to her.

However, he read his daughter's manuscript with exceptional care.

However, the more he looked, the more Misa's face changed from excitement to gloom, then to darker and darker, and finally... her shoulders trembled slightly, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably!

Cao Deng looked at his wife, who was sobbing with her head down, and felt puzzled. He asked with concern, "What's wrong? Didn't our daughter write very well?"

It would have been better if Kusaburo hadn't said anything. After he did, Misa looked up and glared angrily at Kusaburo, feeling a chill run down her spine at the sight of him.

Misa was furious: "Good!? -- What's so good about it? Look at the protagonist of this book -- Rune Barlot's experiences."

Abduction, brutal murder, miraculously survived... (The 5-word manuscript only goes up to the point where Rune Barrot was rescued.)

This is a mirror image of my daughter's own experience!

My daughter still hasn't forgotten that incident!

Even if the daughter doesn't say it, she must be complaining about her mother in her heart!

Waaaaaah—waaaaah—

My poor daughter!

After saying that, Misa continued to lower her head and cry.

Caodeng thought his wife was definitely overthinking it: "Alright, this is just your imagination. Our daughter is not like that at all. Don't worry!"

After hearing this, Misa looked up at the grass lantern and became even angrier!

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault, my poor daughter!"

Cao Deng was truly at home when trouble came out of nowhere. He wanted to go over and hug his wife to continue comforting her.

As a result, Misa shook off his hand and said coldly, "Hmph! Don't touch me for the next few days!"

After saying that, she burrowed under the covers, turned her back to the straw lamp, and continued to grieve.

Cao Deng wanted to cry but couldn't, feeling very wronged.

But seeing that his wife wouldn't calm down anytime soon, he sighed helplessly and had no choice but to turn over and go to sleep.

Chapter 37 The New World

A week has passed since Li Hui arrived at the new school.

That morning, Hui arrived at school on Kouta's bicycle at 8:30.

On the second day after Hui transferred schools, in order to increase Hui's affection for him, Fujiki Kouta waited for Hui to go to school together every time.

Seeing how sensible Kengta was, Hui wondered if he liked her.

But if you like me, why don't you confess to me?

If you don't like yourself, why go to school with me?

At this moment, it's unclear whether Hui's intelligence has plummeted or she simply doesn't want to ruin the purity of their relationship.

Instead of using her own abilities to see what was going on in Fujiki Kouta's head, she acted like a little girl, worrying about love and feeling anxious about losing it.

Unable to guess what Kouta was thinking, Kei somehow got angry at Kouta's serious expression.

So, Hui said to Kouta, "Kouta-kun, you ride your bicycle very smoothly! Can you give me a ride to school next time?"

"Uh, ah! If you don't mind, I can come anytime!" Fujiki Kouta couldn't help but think of the blissful feeling of Kei leaning against his back yesterday.

And so, the two went to school together for a week.

Just as I arrived at my seat, a girl wearing glasses came to Hui's seat.

She said in an interrogative tone, "My wife, look at the homework you've handed in these past few days!"

As he spoke, he slammed a workbook onto Hui's desk.

This girl is the class monitor: Nakajima Sakurako.

Hui flipped through it and saw that it was her own workbook. She hadn't missed any assignments, and the answers weren't just random scribbles.

Confused, he asked, "What's wrong? Isn't it written very well?"

"Ha—! Very good?" Nakajima Sakurako laughed in anger at Kei's words. "Did you write this?"

Hui stared at Naoki Nakajima with her beautiful, curious eyes and asked, "Why do you think I didn't write this?"

"As the class monitor, I have a responsibility to urge every student in the class to complete their homework carefully, and your handwriting is exactly the same as Fujiki's! How dare you say that you wrote it yourself? You've gone too far!" Class monitor Nakajima Sakurako questioned.

Hui felt somewhat embarrassed after hearing what Nakajima Sakurako said; it did seem quite excessive.

While Hui was reflecting on her actions, Nakajima Sakurako continued, "My dear wife, high school is a very important period. I don't care if you have any family arrangements or if you're just wasting your time."

However, you can't ruin the class's learning atmosphere. You're too lazy to even copy from others; you have absolutely no respect for me or the teachers! If you had excellent grades, that would be one thing, but sleeping all day and not doing homework—how good can your grades be?

"Stop nagging!" Hui was annoyed. She had been feeling irritable lately and had already done her self-criticism.

Hui retorted, "Why can't my handwriting be the same as Geng Taijun's?! What if we're kindred spirits and our handwriting is exactly the same?"

Sakurako Nakajima got even angrier: "Still trying to deny it? The handwriting is the same? Fine, write this passage down. If the handwriting is the same, I'll admit it's your homework, and I'll deal with the teacher too." As she spoke, she flipped open the notebook and pointed to a passage.

Sakurako Nakajima continued, "If it's different, in addition to doing your own homework from now on, you'll also have to make up all the previous homework."

Hui wanted to laugh to herself when she heard this. If it were an ordinary person, it might really be over.