Chapter 3
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Chapter 3: The Bodyguard Who Ended Up Cross-Dressing
“…Is this really right?”
I stood in front of the full-length mirror and couldn’t help but grimace at my reflection.
The person staring back at me didn’t look like the me I was used to.
Black hair and blue eyes—that much was the same as usual.
But everything below that, the clothes, were different from anything I’d ever worn before.
A blazer with a crest of an eagle on the breast pocket, predominantly white and light blue, paired with a green and red plaid skirt.
Over my shoulder hung what appeared to be a school bag, but it was actually a foldable bulletproof shield disguised as a protective bag.
Strapped to my thigh under the skirt was a belt with a compact Beretta Nano pistol secured in a holster.
Inside my sleeve, ready to be drawn at any moment, was a small knife.
What I saw was myself, disguised as a schoolgirl, fully armed.
“…Can I really call this cross-dressing?”
Without thinking, I voiced my doubt to the reflection in the mirror.
After all, my hair was still short, and my chest was flat.
Could I pass it off as a short haircut if I pushed it? My hair was probably a bit longer than most guys.
As for the chest… well, since I’m a guy, there’s not much I can do about that.
I guess I’ll just have to get by with a “flat-chested” excuse… right?
As my anxiety over my appearance grew, there was a knock at the door.
I turned my head, wondering who it could be, and approached the door.
Unlocking it and opening the door, I found a stern-faced maid standing there.
She handed me an aluminum case she held.
“This is from the master.”
“From my grandmother? What is this…?”
Puzzled, I accepted the case and opened it.
Inside was… a full set of makeup, women’s underwears, pads, and wigs.
As I stared, dumbfounded, at the contents, the maid with the navy blue braided hair spoke softly.
“I’ve been assigned to help you with your cross-dressing, Master Reito. Shall we begin?”
“Do I have a choice…?”
“You do not.”
“Of course… please go ahead…”
And so, with no real understanding of what was happening, I found myself being expertly transformed into a perfect schoolgirl by the maid I had just met.
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“Excuse me, Grandmother.”
Just like yesterday, I knocked on the door and entered the study on the second floor, accompanied by the maid.
Inside, as before, my grandmother sat behind her desk, peering down at some papers through her monocle.
When she looked up, a faint smile crossed her lips at the sight of me.
“Just as I imagined. Reito, you look exactly like a real woman when you’re cross-dressed.”
“That’s… not exactly a compliment to me, Grandmother…”
My current appearance was… well, it was a far cry from normal. I was wearing a bob-cut wig of bluish-black hair, makeup, a padded bra to create the illusion of a chest, and a schoolgirl uniform—a complete pervert, basically.
I had never felt this embarrassed in my entire life.
Even the harshest drills at the American training camp hadn’t caused this much psychological damage.
What on earth was this situation? Could I really become a proper bodyguard like this?
As I despaired over my current circumstances, Grandmother’s monocle gleamed as she spoke calmly.
“Now then, starting today, you’ll be assigned to guard Charlotte L. J. Wilford. But there are three things you must keep in mind. First, she has a very difficult personality. She’s fired most of the female bodyguards she’s had before. Be sure not to upset her while performing your duties.”
“Y-Yes, understood.”
“Second, as I mentioned before, you absolutely cannot let anyone know that you are a man. Only I, the maid standing beside you, Tsukino, and high-ranking officials in the Japanese government know this. If your secret is revealed, it could seriously damage the relationship between Japan and the United States.”
“Um… I have a question. Couldn’t you have simply hired a female bodyguard from another agency?”
“The significance lies in the fact that a member of the Sakimori family is protecting the President’s daughter. Do you understand?”
…Basically, it had to be a Sakimori carrying out this task, no matter what.
I didn’t fully grasp the details, but it likely had to do with family reputation or something equally trivial.
“Finally, third. There is a possibility that an assassin targeting her has infiltrated the noble school you’ll be attending.”
“What…?”
The atmosphere in the room shifted.
It was clear that this was the most important piece of information Grandmother wanted to convey.
“This information comes from reliable sources with whom we’ve had longstanding connections. I doubt there is any mistake.”
“Are you… telling me to eliminate this assassin as part of my mission?”
“Of course not. Your job is to protect the person you’re assigned to protect. But…”
Grandmother narrowed her eyes, her gaze sharp and penetrating.
“If you find them, you are free to eliminate them. This is also a test of your abilities. I expect great things from you, Reito Sakimori.”
“…Understood. I’ll do my best.”
At last, it was time to put the skills I had honed over the past five years to the test.
My true goal was to avenge my parents, but this could serve as a preliminary battle.
I would take out the assassin, without fail, for the sake of my future.
“That maid behind you—Tsukino Touno—will serve as your personal maid from now on. Use her as you see fit.”
At her words, I turned to look behind me.
The maid, still expressionless, grasped the hem of her skirt and curtsied.
“My name is Tsukino Touno. I look forward to serving you, Reito-sama.”
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