Chapter 1: Lived Up to the Name

My name is Jung Yua, a 22-year-old single man living in Seoul.

Let me repeat, a single ‘man’.

Though my name doesn’t sound like a man’s at all.

I’d appreciate it if you just went along with it.

It’s not like I’m a fan of it either…

But my parents had their own little predicament.

Back then, my older sisters were so rowdy and acted like boys.

Hoping that at least I would grow up to be gentle, they gave me a girl’s name. It was a trivial reason, but whatever.

Anyway, as if my parents’ wishes were reflected in me, I grew up to be an introvert.

It was the result of staying cooped up in my room, either reading or studying.

Of course, I wasn’t forced into such an adolescence.

For some reason, my ability to learn, comprehend, and even think creatively was much faster than others.

So, rather than playing outside, I found the various studies that yielded quick results more interesting.

I was what you would call a genius.

Thanks to that, I skipped grades and graduated early, achieving the remarkable feat of earning a doctorate in engineering at the age of 22.

In the past, a crazy resume like this would have made national news.

But these days, with changes in privacy laws, you could hide it if you wanted to.

So, I was able to get my degree quietly.

For the record, right after that, I was practically dragged into a manager position at Samsung Electronics.

I was worked like a dog as soon as I joined, but it was fine.

Because seeing the numbers that appeared in my bank account each month made everything blissful.

But… then it happened. Yesterday, the dam finally broke.

“Ah, f*ck, finally done.”

Coincidentally, on the day a big project ended, the moment I got home and stepped into the warm water of the shower I had just turned on.

My vision went dark, and I felt an immense pain in my heart.

It was probably a heart attack or something of that sort.

“Ugh… ugh!”

I really thought I was going to die then.

No, maybe the 22-year-old male Jung Yua really did die back then.

If not, then the sight before my eyes right now makes no sense.

Squish.

“Hweh?”

What was reflected in the mirror before me was, unequivocally, the figure of a ‘girl’.

One estimated to be about 140cm tall at that.

In fact, she looked like a ‘toddler’ (Yua), just like my name.

“W-what is dis?”

My bewilderment flowed out with a voice as clear as the deep blue sea.

Yeah, in a word, I think I’m f*cked.

“Ah, n-no, is dis wight?”

First, I took a deep breath, stepped out of the bathroom, threw on a T-shirt that felt incredibly large, and started to think.

It was a judgment born from the slight chill I was feeling.

“Ugh, dis is totally huge.”

My pronunciation wasn’t perfect, but I started thinking anyway.

Whatever was going on, I had to figure out the situation first, right?

After about ten minutes of deep thought, I finally came to a conclusion.

“Heh, I dunno.”

I really have no idea.

No matter how much I thought about it, this situation defied all common sense.

Just in case, I took out my ID card from my wallet.

The fact that the photo on my ID card had changed.

That also had a huge impact on reaching the conclusion above.

Still, if I were to draw a slightly more detailed conclusion…

First, the 22-year-old male Jung Yua came home yesterday and died from overwork.

Second, when I came to my senses, I had become the 22-year-old female Jung Yua in a parallel world(?), with the appearance of a little brat.

That was the extent of my conclusion.

I know, I know it sounds crazy.

But there’s really no other conclusion to be made.

When I did some web searching on my phone for a few minutes, there were no significant differences from my original world…

Or maybe my body just underwent the ‘TS’ I’d only ever heard about.
(TL Note: TS stands for Transsexual, a common trope in web novels referring to gender-bending.)

But for that to be the case, my ID card had also changed.

“Ah, I don’t know anymore.”

Finally resigning myself, I decided to observe my changed body.

Hmm, glossy black hair, distinct facial features that made a clear statement, and slightly chubby cheeks.

She was cuter and prettier than any child model I had ever seen in my life.

It was as if there was a ‘World’s Cutest Child Pageant,’ she would have confidently taken first place.

But I’ve become so short.

It feels like I’ve lost almost 30cm.

“Gimme back my height!”

No matter how much I shout, what’s lost won’t come back.

And it wasn’t just my height that I lost, but something else too.

Uh, um, right, I’ll offer no comment on that.

I think everyone knows what I mean without me having to spell it out.

Anyway, I faced reality and spent a few days like this.

Three days, to be exact.

Even three days weren’t enough to fully grasp this body.

In any case, to summarize what I figured out over those three days.

I can’t work anymore.

My appearance changing was one thing.

But my genius brain, one of my few points of pride, was gone.

What knowledge needed for research? The only knowledge left was at a middle and high school level.

I could momentarily pull up knowledge from my previous body, but it wouldn’t last more than 10 seconds.

It was exhausting to pull it out even once…

“I can’t memowize anything…?”

Also, whenever I tried to cram in anything related to studying, it just wouldn’t enter my head.

So, I decided to quit my job.

Calling them felt weird, so I sent my resignation letter by fax.

It was a huge waste, but what work could I do? I couldn’t even leave the house, so quitting was the right choice.

And there was the pronunciation problem.

It’s gotten a lot better than at first, but I still have a lisp from time to time.

This also played a big part in my decision to quit.

Anyway, that’s how it was.

I was worried about my source of income being cut off, but I can survive for about three months.

If I knew this would happen, I shouldn’t have bought a house.

“Hmm… wha do I do now?”

As the words naturally escaped my lips, I began to ponder once again.

Grumble

“Ugh, I’m hungwy.”

I guess I should eat first.

You know that saying, even a trip to Baekdu Mountain is best after a meal!

Heh, was it Geumgang Mountain, not Baekdu Mountain? I dunno…

“Ugh! Get a gwip, Jung Yua!”

Feeling like my mind was also becoming childish, I slapped my cheek once and walked to the refrigerator.

Clank

Yep, there’s nothing to eat.

I knew this day would come eventually, but for it to be today.

A sigh escaped me automatically.

You might ask why I don’t just order delivery.

If I do that, I’ll only last a month, not three.

The delivery fee alone is 5,000 won, how can I afford that!

So, I have to go out.

Creeak

Nope, I can’t go out.

Opening my closet, I realized I only had clothes so big that I’d be treated like a suspicious person if I wore them outside.

In times like these, I have no choice but to use my sister-card.

[Me] – Sis, do you have any leftover stock from this season’s sale?
[Oldest Sister] – Why do you ask?
[Me] – Just tell me if you have any left first.
[Oldest Sister] – There are a few outfits left.
[Me] – Can you maybe bring them over to my studio apartment?
[Oldest Sister] – What kind of bullsh*t is that?
[Me] – Don’t ask, just come, and I’ll give you the new phone I just got instead of selling it.
[Oldest Sister] – You mean the Galaxy S24?
[Me] – Yep.
[Oldest Sister] – Should I bring all of them?
[Me] – Yeah.
[Oldest Sister] – Wait right there.

As expected of the Jung family’s ultimate capitalist monster, my oldest sister.

To think she’d come running without even asking what’s wrong, just for a single phone.

Well, I don’t know my exact body size, so…

I did need the help of my oldest sister, the owner of a children’s clothing store.

With a nod, I went back to my computer and looked at the screen.

Click

[Title] I suddenly became a girl
[Author] Anonymous(43.96)

I collapsed while showering and woke up as a little girl, what should I do?

Upvotes(2)/Downvotes(13)

[Bullsh*t.]

[I’d pick her right up and lol. (You’re not human.icon)]

[What kind of new copypasta is this?]

[Sir, please write your sh*tposts in your diary.]

I knew this wouldn’t be helpful.

I mean, what could I gain from posting such a crazy story on an online community?

“Heh.”

After checking the reactions, I let out a dumb-looking laugh and started a game.

I wasn’t really a gamer before, but for some reason, after my body changed, I got a taste for it and have been playing constantly.

To be honest, there isn’t much else to do besides gaming.

Oh right, I didn’t mention it, but my new body was very good at games.

When I was a guy, my head worked well, but my hands couldn’t keep up, so I was bad.

With this body, it feels like I’m good because I can just do everything.

[Diamond 2 (Solo/Duo)]

Look at this glorious sight!

It’s definitely not because I used to be stuck in the pits of the low ranks and gave up, only to get hooked on the game now that I’m a high-tier player.

Really.

“Right, right, this is the truth.”

Something from my subconscious blurted out, but I’d appreciate it if you ignored it.

I can’t control this as I please.

Most things were controllable, but words that popped out like this from time to time were not.

Whatever the case, after securing a few victories, I smiled and turned off the game.

Nothing gets the dopamine flowing like this.

Then, I just acted as I always did.

Watched a bit of TV, then YouTube, played a bit of a game, then back to YouTube.

It was a routine I had named the ‘Dopamine Spiral’.

“Unhihi.”

You might ask if I don’t get tired of it, but not really?

Since I got this body, there’s not much to do, and my threshold for stimulation has become so low that everything is fun.

In fact, aside from being short, being a brat, and blurting out weird sounds and words, I quite liked this body.

…Looking at it this way, it seems like everything is a problem.

“But I’m pwetty, so it’s okay!”

Oops, my mouth is acting on its own again.

Still, what I just said was somewhat agreeable.

As I said before, this body was incredibly pretty and cute.

Just in case, I’m not saying this because I’m into that sort of thing(?).

I’ve always liked busty older women!

That’s still true even now that my body has changed.

As proof of that…

“Hehe, her boobies are huge…!”

Even the subconscious words that come out while watching videos of older women in swimsuits are like this!

I was somewhat moved that a small part of my old self remained.

Anyway… I think it’s about time I washed up.

Until now, I hadn’t washed because it felt like I was committing some kind of crime, but I was starting to feel grimy.

It wasn’t that I smelled or anything, but I felt a primal urge to wash.

“Hooo…”

Taking a deep breath, I undressed and got into the bathtub.

Huh? It doesn’t feel like much.

I expected to feel like I was committing some terrible crime, but it wasn’t like that.

It was just a trivial feeling of ‘Ah, I’m just washing up’.

If I’d known, I would have washed sooner.

After a quick shower, I dried myself off and put on some clothes.

It was a white T-shirt, far too large to be called clothes, but it was better than being naked.

Of course, I had no pants. There were no pants or underwear that fit.

I was just using the top as a skirt to cover myself.

But that wasn’t the problem.

Beep… Beep beep beep beep

“She’s here!”

Thump, thump, thump

“Uh, uh…?”

The real problem was this.

Why didn’t I calculate the time?

My oldest sister’s eyes, now standing right in front of me, began to tremble.