Huh? What is this? Where am I? Who's talking? Deeper wha-

"N-Nightin- I-It's going out!! I-'m cu-"

Is that my voice?

"No, I take it back!! You can let it out now!!"

Where is this? I can't move. And Nightin... As in Nightingale?

"Ahhh!!~"

"Don't let it inside for too long!! It's dangerous!! Let it out!! Now!!~~"

"M-My~~"

Let out what again? W-Wait, don't tell me...

"You're gonna break my thing if you explode!!!~~ My pu-"

"I-I'm c-cu-"

"AHHH NO!!~~"

"I... I can't handle it anymore!! I-I'M CULTIVATING TOO MUCH!! I'm at my cultivation limit!! My spiritual core's breaking apa-!!"

"N-NO!!~~MY PURE SPIRITUAL MEDICINE PILL WILL BE WASTEEED!!~~~"

What the f-

*BANG-*

*-Beep Beep Beep Beep-*

"WAAA!! WATAFAK WAZZAT?!!"

As if being dazed by an uproar of thunder in the middle of a dark rainy night, I suddenly stood sitting in my bed as I woke up full of unknown shocks with sweats all over my head out of nowhere.

"What the hell was that dream even supposed to mean?!"

At first, I thought it was something sexual. In fact, too sexual!!

"Haaa~~"

But it's not. It's just the influence of a manhua I have read last time.

That dream was too blurry. It was like I'm seeing a foggy first-person video of me doing "something". 

And I heard Nightingale. That means she was there too.

So at first, I thought we were doing "it". 

But it's not!! I hope I haven't heard myself saying something about cultivating or some shit, but I certainly did!!

"Jeez, if it only ended right after Nightingale said to 'let it out'. I should have started doing 'it' right now..."

Tch. It's because that damn alarm clock rang late.

Looking at it, I really want to smash it into pieces. But it's a waste of money so it's a big NO.

All that's left now is this thing I'm currently looking at.

"This piece of large log..."

Well, it's literally a common thing. 

'Greetings, it's me!! You're one and only morning wood!!'

It feels like it's telling me that it's ready for "that". 

That? Sorry, but no. I'm not in the mood right now.

Anyway. After all of that, I still can't even think of doing it with Nightingale in reality.

She's just out of my league. Of course, she is.

"... I should get up." 

Today's Monday and it's already 7. 

I have a university class at 8. 

Standing up while my log is turning into rubber, it sure does feel like I'm beginning to feel some regrets.

"Regrets? No way! If it's that another specific type of cultivation that I know of, then I sure hella want to do it right here right now."

I made my bed while I shed some teardrops that I don't even know the reason for. 

Reason? If the reason is because of earlier, then to hell with it instead!!

--------------------------------

"Ah. Morning, brother."

Just as I stepped at the last tiled slab of the stairs my sister greeted me with her usual morning greetings.

A greeting without expressions. Or is it?

Staring at each other, from the structure of her eyebrows and eyes, it looks like she's in a bad mood right now...?

"What are you staring at? Go and get ready for your class." 

"A-Ah, yes!! And good morning too, Ayvi- I mean Ma'am!!"

"Ma'am, really? I'm not in that kind of mood right now."

"S-Sorry..."

"Yeah yeah~ I'm going to the school. It's already 7. Goodbye as well."

"Bye. Stay safe."

"... Right."

*BANG*

"Keuk!~"

Shutting the door explosively, she suddenly made my body quiver out of nowhere. 

"Hmm... Certainly in a bad mood."

I then scratched my head as I went to the bathroom to take a bath.

My younger sister... is not really young.

"In the mind!! In the mind!!"

She looks beautifully young as hell. 

"... Ehem. No incest!!"

But she literally has a mind of a woman in her 20's where she's full of debt and no money.

... Haha. 

"Ah, yeah. The shampoo..."

It's 7:20 already. 

Before going outside the house, I looked at the mirror for the first time of the day.

"... Why am I so pretty and cute?"

Yes. I'm hella pretty that if I wear a long wig, I can basically be seen as a "cute woman".

Tch. I don't want to be cat-called by some weird-ass ugly bastards.

Even without make-up, my face is pretty fine to the point that not even gender could define my facial appearance. 

If I have a boy's hairstyle, then I look like a cute boy. If I have a girl's hairstyle, then I look like a cute and pretty girl.

But still, having a log attached to my body or not, my gender identity is still, of course, male. 

Because to be honest, I'm a perversive deviant guy.

"A good one!! A good one I say!!"

Well... It sure is good to be true to oneself.

But it sure is not if you always be true to others. Most especially talking to them with these kinds of stuff...

Either way.

"No matter if I have these looks or not, I'm still not gonna do some edgy sexual shits just for money."

Having s...se...s-se-se-se...

Ehem. I mean that even if it's from a goddess, I still won't do it.

Most especially posting lewd shits as a girl to some f#cking ugly bastards!!

"Ehem... Ugly for me is something not just physically, but personally as well."

I mean, I don't want to do those kinds of things if there are no feelings of lo...lo...LO!!...

"... Shit. Can't say it. Still haven't felt it in the first place." 

Yeah yeah. I'm what you call a virgin. 

Well yes, I'm proud to stay like this forever until I found the love of my life.

Haha!! Oh, hail holy goddess of true love!!

"Ahh~~ Just thinking about this unknown person~~"

And before finally stopping on looking at myself in the mirror, I observed my appearance once again.

No bed hairs on my cute blackish hair with a medium forelock and semi-wavy sides, check. 

"Seems too close to SAO's Kirito's hairstyle. Almost forgot."

No eye bags under my cute brownish eye, check.

"My semi-thick cute eyebrows are fine as hell."

No boogers in my normal-looking cute nose, check.

"And lastly..."

No excess sebums in my cute pretty face, check. 

"Cute, cute, cute. Please remind me why I need to be cute, myself!!"

Well, it's because Nightingale said so. 

While walking away from the mirror I took one last glance at the inside of the house. 

"Tch. Can't keep being like this forever. If mom comes home and I got used to acting like how Nightingale wanted me to do so, then she'll definitely not stop telling me how cute I am."

Not to brag, and I'm still grateful but... I don't just want to be cute. I want to be called the most handsome person.

But no. I'm just very cute. Even considered as "pretty". I've already seen guys considered handsome.

Being cute is not wrong, and it's certainly a great thing. But it's not just what I want.

Especially having this easily-adapting cute pretty face.

Ugh~~

"I'll never wear a wig so that I'll never be called a cute woman."

I look unpleased even until I got outside, locked the door of the house, and started walking in the neighborhood street. 

But suddenly.

"Wait. I forgot something."

This... "something" is the thing that I really detested since then.

"Okay. 3...2...1"

But I can never refuse not to do it because it's a crucial thing for the sake of my fake identity. According to Nightingale only, that is...

I don't really know why, but I trust her.

So I closed my eyes and exhaled greatly. After that...

"Yush~~ Time to go to school~~"

My voice changed into a very cutesy one. 

I have a great talent for speaking with a cute voice. It even seems to be my real natural voice. 

"Hmmm... It's already 7:25, huh..."

And since then, when everyone is looking, except for my sister, I become what you call an introverted cute-melting university boy.

I gradually walked on the pathway towards the University. 

Suddenly, I sensed someone far away at the back running.

It's based on my intuition since I have sensed these kinds of presence so many times already out from the many other fights in the past.

But then, as I turned at the back I saw someone I knew saying something.

"-eeeey. Wa- for meeee. Heee- You finally turned baaack. Wait meee--"

I heard a soft semi-deep male voice telling me something I can't hear loudly.

But I knew for sure what he was talking about since this had always happened.

And even without looking at him, I already know that it's him since I recognized his seemingly-passionless lazy voice.

It's like it's his voice from when he has just woken up. But it's literally his true voice anyways.

"Ha~Ha~~ Wait for meeee Maleiiiii~~"

"O-Okay, okay... I'll wait for you..."

Wait what do you mean wait for you? You're already close behind me. St- ehem...

I can't say that to him. And I don't want to backstab him by saying bad things about him neither.

Chill, chill yourself... Maleine. It's part of your disguise... And he's also your friend...

I mean what disguise again? It seemed like my fake identity had already become my real identity!!

Why the hell would I even hide from my real friends?! 

Aye wait. We became friends from this university only. Maybe because of my cute side?

So it's considered to be unreal?

Tsk. That woman... Making me suffer...

"Nightingale..."

"Hmmm? Why do you look upset, Male-iaHahwnn~~"

He yawned as he said it. 

"A-Are you still sleepy... Narscen?"

He then smiled looking at me as he closed his blue eyes.

"Hearing your cute voice, I'm not sleepy anymo-aaHwhmn~~"

What? Really? Even if you're sleepy or not, it's certainly weird for my voice to become a reason for those kinds of things.

Isn't it? I mean, I don't really understand at all...

Anyways, I know for sure that it's just because of our one-sided bro relationship.

Because like any other university guy, he likes the most popular and most beautiful girl at the university.

Someone who is admired by the school-body, hated by some loathful jealous girls, adored by most of the teachers, and looked up by many others because she basically has it all.

The looks, the smarts, and even many kinds of advanced nurtured skills; acting, archery, etc.

Girls or boys, she literally is considered by all as "Advanced-Leveled Campus Queen".

"Yuna Lyn Claude Helsen."

"Ahhh~~ Now that you mentioned her name... Have you seen her going in already?~"

Talking while walking, I surely forgot that we are already close to the school. 

Too close that we are already in the gate.

"No... I don't... Sorry~~"

"No, you're not... You're also wishing to see her right, Malei?"

... What is he talking about? I sure am not, obviously.

Why will I? Yes, I won't deny that she's really beautiful, but I've seen someone at her level already.

In fact, I just don't see her "every day", but I even live with her.

"Hmm? What are you talking about, Narscen?"

"Well. Isn't it weird for you to not like her when you always say her full name every time you'll talk about her? Even reminding me of her is already a big hint..."

"Is it? It's not that I dislike her. I just admire her, that's all. Also, she's just too popular to forget about her full name, remembered easily because most of the school-body always talk about her..."

"Just don't deny it."

"Well, if you say so. Then you'll have another enemy. And especially since I am better looking than you, then you're below me."

"Oh, really? You're just cute, gender-bender. It's even weird for you to be angry with a cute voice, haha!!"

"Really? Want to fight right here right now?"

"Beat it."

Suddenly.

"Hey, idiots. Get in already, it's almost 8."

Because of the gate guard's save, our argument had stopped.

Looking at him now, he's just chuckling.

Even with his lazy aura and my cute introverted character, it really is true that your true colors will be shown if with true people.

I mean, true colors will look good if it's from the words of someone who is showing his true color as well.

"Sorry. Let's get in, shall we?"

"Of course, simp."

I slapped his back as we began to walk again.

And suddenly, he opened his mouth as he turned to me while we are moving our feet.

"You're lucky I have a good mood right now, Maleinya."

"And just now mine was gone because I already told you to stop calling me with that shit."

"Haha~~ Still it seems pretty fitting for your cute voice."

"Tch. Shatap."

I mean, if only you could hear my real voice. Then you will be shocked.

But what about it? You might be disgusted really knowing me fully.

Narscen Velvez, 18, is a classmate of this subject we are currently going to attend. He said he colored his hair flax-brown, saying that it would be great if he's like Eugeo while I'm Kirito. 

It may be cringe, but with just a little bit of passion in his voice, then he's basically Eugeo.

He's handsome, but not too handsome. He also has a hairstyle like Eugeo's. 

Eugeo is a fictional character that is a close friend and a partner of Kirito, both being in the light novel "Sword Art Online".

I mean. I know for sure because I read it. It's good.

We are currently walking up the stairs. And just when we'll arrive at the second floor of the building out of the stairs we'll be able to see the classroom already, being some blocks away at the left or so.

Narscen arrived at the top first while I had just turned right on the middle part of the stairways.

And suddenly, I heard him shouting her name.

"H-Hey it's Yuna!! It's really Yuna!"

I bet he's currently staring at her with his eyes being filled with hearts showing and popping one by one.

Just like last time. Just like every time he sees her.

And I already know that we'll eventually see her since she's attending this class as well.

So I really didn't care. In the first place, I don't focus on her that much.

But then just as I had arrived below Narscen and after glancing at him with pity, he said something, more like an order.

"Hey look!! Malei look!!"

"Huh? What is it?"

"It's something guys must see if they can't see Yuna!! I can't believe it!! This is the true definition of two birds in one stone!!" 

"Huh?"

Other than him being filled with passion and excitement because of Yuna, it's somewhat rare for me to see him being interested in someone other than her.

But then maybe even I could not deny such an interesting thing...

More interesting than her. 

I don't know from the others, but it certainly is for me.

Because it is none other than...

"Look!! It's a maid in the flesh!!

"What?! Where?!"

I should have gone as fast as I could but then I walked gradually due to having a sense of a passionately curious and exciting feeling.

Like seeing your school grades. Slow and exciting yet fast and scary.

As Narscen's finger pointed to something while looking at me full of excitement, I went walking as fast as I could.

When I looked at the left side, all I can see...

"What the... heck?"

is someone with a wonderful presence.

"... Now I'm in a good mood, Narscen."