Chapter 56: In the Hospital Room (3)

“I’ll change your IV drip~”
“Ah, yes.”

Today marks the fourth day since I was admitted to the hospital.

The pain is almost gone, but I still have the IV drip on.

Even if I’m okay right now, I have to watch and see if there’s any strain on my intestines again when I resume eating.

Thanks to that, I had no choice but to stare blankly at my phone for four days without eating anything.

“Agh….”

“Ah, I’m sorry, patient! I’m sorry, patient! I can’t see your blood vessels well….”

“Yeeee… it’s okay….”

While I was looking at my phone with my hand that didn’t have the IV drip, I suddenly felt pain.

I unintentionally frowned, but that was just a reaction that came out reflexively because I felt a sting, and it was a sensation that I had become somewhat accustomed to in the last four days.

Skin as white as jade, flawless white skin.

It was an ideal appearance that looked very pretty to see and felt smooth and soft to the touch, but…

It was at a level where there were no blemishes and even the blood vessels were not visible properly, so nurses had difficulty finding blood vessels every time.

How should I put it….
A body that is too perfect in terms of aesthetics?

This hospitalization is like that, and if you take away the aesthetic advantages, isn’t it a body that is surprisingly full of disadvantages?

Because my breasts are too big, I feel pain that feels like my breasts are falling off if I try to run even a little.

My hips are not as big as my breasts, but my hips are also quite big, so I have to sit almost squeezed in a chair.

“It’s done~ Did it hurt a lot? I’m sorry… I couldn’t find your blood vessels well.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay, everyone has a hard time with it.”

“Yes.”

The nurse changed the IV drip and left my hospital room again to go back to work.

As soon as the nurse left, I was left alone in the hospital room again, and as I was alone, various thoughts came to my mind.

Is it okay to rest from broadcasting for this long?

If I start broadcasting again after leaving the hospital, will people come to see me?

While I’m hospitalized and can’t broadcast, won’t people find another streamer who’s more fun, better at broadcasting, and prettier than me and forget about me?

I was anxious.

I was more afraid of being forgotten than anything else.

I.

Now, I’ve become a person who dies if I don’t get attention from people.

It wasn’t simply to satisfy my satisfaction, but it was a matter of livelihood, so

That’s why.

I couldn’t rest.

I was afraid that if I didn’t broadcast even for a day, people wouldn’t watch my broadcast.

I was afraid that if I didn’t turn on the broadcast on time, they would go somewhere else, so I always turned on the broadcast at the same time every day.

I’m here.

You’ll come today too, right?

It was like that yesterday and the day before yesterday, so

I’ve been broadcasting hoping that it would be the same tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

I just hoped that it would become a routine to turn on my broadcast at 7 p.m. every day.

As a result, I reached a point where I became so anxious even if I took a break for just one day….

Now I’m going to take a break for a whole week.

Is it really okay?

“…Let’s sleep.”

I tried to erase the thoughts that were circling in my head and buried myself in the bed.

Resting is also work.

That was indeed the right thing to say.

It wasn’t easy to focus solely on recovering my body without any worries.

With those worries about broadcasting erased from my mind, I thought about various things.

The things that happened before I started broadcasting.

The debt that I’m almost done paying off.

The group chat of employees that seems to have been made without me.

The ongoing lawsuit.

And when I went around and thought about things about my body again, one question that came to my mind came up.

Why don’t I have periods??

It’s a sound that I’ve made once, but if it’s a TS story, there’s always an episode related to menstruation.

That’s because the pain that men can never understand, the pain that only women experience, is menstruation….

It’s not like I’ve been a woman for a day or two, it’s been over 3 months.

It’s usually called a monthly event because it comes back in a cycle of about a month, but it’s been 3 months without any news.

“…What’s really going on?”

No matter how much I thought about it, it was strange, but even if I worried about it, there was no good solution.

In the first place, the fact that I became a woman was an event that happened due to an impossibility, so there’s no way I can get an answer if I think about it logically.

So I thought I should think about it in an impossible way and spread my wings of delusion.

There are many cases where TS stories are thought of as a genre where only the gender is reversed, but it was also a field that has been quite contemplated because it is a material that is treated quite a lot.

Even in works where TS is not the main genre, there are often episodes where the gender is reversed once in a while.

As a genre, it may be minor, but as a material, it was quite major.

As a result, there are very diverse variations in TS.

The most basic is the gender reversal story, where the gender is changed for some reason, but the appearance follows the existing appearance to some extent.

The soul exchange story, which depicts the events that the male protagonist and the female protagonist experience as their bodies are switched.

The soul possession story, which tells the stories of situations where the original body is lost for some reason and only the soul enters another person’s body, but the gender of the body and soul are opposite.

Finally, there is the TS reincarnation story, where the person is reincarnated with the memories of the previous life, but is born with the opposite gender.

In addition to this, there are body modification stories where the body is modified into a female body as a test subject, and parallel world possession stories where the person becomes their gender-reversed self in a parallel world.

But the 4 types mentioned above are the ones that take up a large share in the TS genre.

In the case of gender reversal stories and soul exchange stories, there is clear evidence that they are themselves, so there are few cases where reversal elements are added.

But for the other two, soul possession stories and TS reincarnation stories, there was a reversal element that was often used.

In fact, the reversal is that they are not a possessed or reincarnated being, but just a completely different being who only received the memory as information.

It’s a reversal that is now considered obvious, but it creates curiosity as to ‘Is this person really a being that has been TSed, possessed, or reincarnated?’

It was an element that made readers look forward to the moment when the identity is revealed.

Then what about me?

First of all, it’s unlikely that I was reincarnated and became a woman, so let’s pass that first.

To say that I was possessed, my consciousness has never been cut off since I met that damn old man, so I didn’t think that was it.

Then what I can suspect is….

The memory I have is all fabricated from the beginning, and even the memory of being TSed is a memory that was implanted.

And a veryㅡ ordinary gender reversal story that follows the royal road of TS stories.

“No no, wait a minute. That’s not it.”

I suddenly cut off the string of thoughts that had reached two options.

Thinking about it again, there was a fundamental problem in the starting point of this thought process.

The reason why I started these thoughts in the first place.

Why don’t I have periods?

No matter what variation I brought from the existing TS stories, this was not explained.

I’m only twenty-seven years old now, there’s no way I’ve already reached menopause, right?

There has to be a beginning to have an end.

Thinking up to that point, I suddenly remembered a novel.

A protagonist who commits countless crimes and takes revenge with the sole determination to take revenge on his parents who abandoned him.

But it turned out that the parents had never abandoned him, and had actually been searching for their kidnapped child until now.

The content was that what they thought was naturally true turned out to be just a misunderstanding from the beginning.

And at the same time, what came to mind was.

“You made a choice that will change your life today.”

The damn old man told me

“And with this choice, you will choose again.”

That he would choose again.

Maybe

Isn’t it that I haven’t become a woman completely yet?

Thinking that, the puzzle pieces began to fit together in my head.

The fact that I haven’t experienced menstruation for 3 months even though I’ve become a woman.

A body so flawless that it makes me think that I’m not human.

The desire that doesn’t move at all even though I drink alcohol and talk with pretty girls in the same room every day.

At the same time, the heart that vehemently rejects romantic feelings towards men.

Maybe

The current me

Has the appearance of a woman, but is neither a man nor a woman

I had a feeling that I might not even be a person.

“…You said I would choose again.”

The cost of the first choice to become a woman was to let go of the person I loved, or rather, the person I used to love.

And the reward I received for paying the price was the status of a woman.

And judging by what I can guess, the second price I will pay and

The reward for that is probably….

「Knock knock」

The hospital room, which was full of thoughts, was instantly filled with sound due to a small knock.

What is it, there’s no one coming?

It’s not time for the nurse or doctor to come yet either.

“Yesㅡ come in?”

When I allowed someone beyond the door to enter, the door slowly opened.

And what was seen beyond the opened door was

Two people who dress very well.

“…Long time no see. Is your body feeling better?”

“Eujin unnie??”