A Former Genius Child Actor, High School Boy Cross-Dress And Enrolls In An All Girls' Acting High School

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Volume 2: The Demons Of The Hananomiya Family

Chapter 6: The Cross-Dressing Boy Nearly Dies At A Group Date

“Well then, Onee-sama! I’ll be going now!”

“Yes. Goodbye, Honoka-san.”

“Yes! See you later!”

Honoka saluted sharply as she stepped off the train.

As I waved back at her, the doors closed with a hiss, and the train began to move.

…….. Somehow, I managed to survive another day at Hananomiya Girls’ Academy.

Honestly, at first, I wondered how long I could keep up this absurd lifestyle, but… two months have passed without my true identity being discovered.

I’m relieved that I haven’t been exposed as a man, but at the same time, it’s complicated to realize that no one sees me as male just because I’m cross-dressing.

Sure, I have a baby face and a petite frame at 164 cm, which is comparable to a woman’s.

But still, isn’t it strange that none of the female students see me as a guy?

Even Hanako only realized I was a guy after confirming my “Bahamut,” so… am I really that unmanly?

It hurts, you know? I might end up hiding in a closet and crying in the fetal position for a week.

Sigh… It’s not just that I’m losing my dignity as a man, but I’m also starting to get used to this double life of cross-dressing, and that scares me.

At first, it was hard to act like a woman, but now I can do it without even thinking.

I’ve stopped walking with my legs spread, and I’ve naturally learned to hold down my skirt when I sit.

I feel like I’m even starting to stand with my knees together more often… Am I okay?

If this keeps up, I might really end up becoming a woman both physically and mentally… The only time I live as Fuuma Yanagisawa is when I’m at home… What does that say about me?

I sighed deeply as I held onto the handrail in front of the door.

At that moment, I felt my smartphone vibrate in the pocket of my blazer.

“Huh? Who is it?”

I took out my phone and saw a notification for a new message.

When I opened the message, it was from Shogo, giving me more details about the mixer we talked about this morning.

I sighed in exasperation at the screen but began typing a reply to my troublesome friend.

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At home, I removed my cross-dressing attire and slipped into my regular male clothes as Fuuma Yanagisawa.

I’m not particularly fussy about clothes; I usually prefer plain, solid-colored V-neck T-shirts.

As long as I have something to wear, I’m not picky. I’m a Uniqlo enthusiast.

Rurika, who is fashion-conscious, probably can’t understand this mindset, but… well, most high school boys are like that.

Uniforms or tracksuits are practically our everyday wear.

“Huh? Onii-chan, are you going out?”

Rurika, passing by in the hallway, peeked through the crack in her door and called out to me as I stood in front of the mirror.

I turned to her and smiled.

“Yeah, I’m going to hang out with some friends from my old high school. I made dinner and left it on the table, so go ahead and eat without me.”

“I see. But still… Onii-chan, you should pay more attention to your fashion. You won’t get a girlfriend like that, you know?”

“Rurika-chan, do you really think your cross-dressing brother can get a girlfriend?”

“Then… a boyfriend? No way! Onii-chan, you can’t date a guy! Rurika absolutely won’t allow it!!”

“Rurika-chan? Your brother doesn’t have those kinds of preferences, okay? I’m a perfectly normal heterosexual, you know.”

“Then… Yuri?”

“Hey, why are you treating me as a girl when I’m Kaede Kisaragi!? Rurika-san, are you okay!?”

Lately, Rurika seems to fully see me as a girl when I’m cross-dressing… Is she really okay?

Your brother is not your sister, you know? Do you understand that?

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It’s 5:30 PM.

In front of the west exit of Sendai Station, on the pedestrian deck that spans out.

A few scattered people walk across the deck, while below, the rotary is packed with cars parked in rows.

I leaned against the railing of the footbridge, absentmindedly watching the flow of people.

“Agh!”

Just then, I saw a girl in front of me take a dramatic tumble.

She fell forward like a character from a gag manga, smacking her face against the ground.

“……”

The passing crowd only glanced at her from a distance, no one stepped in to help.

I let out a short breath and knelt in front of her, extending a hand.

“Can you stand?”

“Oh, I-I’m sorry…”

The girl took my hand and lifted her face.

She had sharp, determined eyes, violet in color, and seemed to be around the same age as me.

With wavy orange-colored hair and dressed in a white dress, she carried an air of elegance.

…Wait, hold on. Haven’t I seen this person somewhere recently…?

“Th-Thank you very much… Oh…?”

“You’re…?”

If I remember correctly, she’s the girl who had a fierce argument with Karen earlier today… She’s the student council president of Hananomiya Girls’ Academy, a second-year upperclassman.

We’ve hardly interacted before, but… there’s a chance she might know me.

As much as I hate to admit it, over the past two months, I—no, Kaede Kisaragi—have become far too famous.

It’s become a daily occurrence for students from other classes to call out to me in the hallways, and it’s no longer unusual for students from all grades to greet me during my commute.

Of course, there’s no way the student council president of Hananomiya Girls’ Academy wouldn’t know about Kaede Kisaragi.

Th-this isn’t good…!

We’re face-to-face at this close range… H-have I been found out…?

“……You’re… so cool.”

“Huh?”

For some reason, the student council president blushed and her cheeks turned red.

But then, in the next moment, she suddenly snapped out of it, pushing my hand away.

“H-How dare you! Touching a lady’s hand without permission is extremely rude!! H-holding hands between a man and a woman is reserved for, for-for-for, those who have pledged to marry and love each other!! This is far too indecent, you pervert!!”

“E-eh…? What era are you living in…?”

As I stood there bewildered by the blushing and flustered student council president, three figures appeared behind her.

“President, what are you doing!? You took a huge fall, are you okay? And—wait a sec! It’s Fuuma Yanagisawa!! I finally met you!! I’m so happy!!”

With that, the blonde gal—Hina Kasuga—rushed over to me and grabbed my hands tightly.

I was taken aback by her sudden appearance.

“H-Hina-sa… w-wait, why are you here…?”

“Hey, bitch, did you find our wandering president? Francesca doesn’t have much stamina, so I’d prefer if you didn’t make her run too much. …Hmm?”

“W-wait a minute, Hina-chan! I never agreed to come to a mixer in the first place—gah! A-a boy!?”

[Huh? Hanako, Honoka…?]

One by one, more familiar faces from Hananomiya Girls’ Academy appeared.

My mind went blank, and I was left standing there with my mouth agape.

“Yo, you still look as glum as ever, Fuuma.”

“Long time no see, Fuuma.”

At that moment, two familiar faces approached me through the crowd. No, make that three.

They were Shogo Kiritani, a friend from my previous high school, and Toru Arisaka, a friend from middle school.

And hiding behind them was a small figure wearing a hat and a school uniform… Wait, a boy?

“L-Long time no see, Yanagisawa-kun.”

The boy in the school uniform—no, the cross-dressing Miyuki Makikusa—approached me and shyly tipped her hat as she spoke.

Her appearance caught me off guard, and I blurted out in confusion.

“…Class rep? What are you doing here?”

“I-I heard that Kiritani-kun was going to a mixer with students from another school, so I followed him to make sure he didn’t do anything weird. Also… I heard you were coming too, Yanagisawa-kun—wait, th-that’s not important!!”

As she babbled nervously, the class rep waved her hands in a panic.

…For some reason, my friends from both my old and new high schools had all gathered here.

What on earth is going on?

“Alright, now that we have students from Segawa High School and Hananomiya Girls’ Academy all together… Let’s head to karaoke as planned!”

“Yeah!”

At Shogo’s suggestion, Hina raised her fist into the air with enthusiasm.

[Glaring silently…]

…I felt a cold, piercing stare from behind me, likely from the Okappa Zashiki-warashi, but… for now, I’ll just ignore it.

Right now, the priority is to get away from here as fast as possible…!!

“H-Hey, Shogo, I just remembered I have something I need to do—”

“Come on, let’s go, Fuuma! It’s been a while, let’s have some fun together!”

“Wait, hold on! Listen to me!!”