Editing Kämpfer:Volume 5 Chapter 1


Volume 5, Chapter 1  


    What's going on?  


    I, Natsuru Senou, am an ordinary high school student at Seitetsu Gakuin High School. So 

far, I've lived an ordinary student life, and I plan to continue my studies and find an ordinary 

job. My grades aren't great, but in this age of universal college e ducation, I shouldn't have 

any trouble finding a university, and I don't have any high expectations for a job. My parents 

want me to be a civil servant, but if that doesn't work out, I can just quietly find a job at a 

small or medium -sized business.  


    People might say I have no dreams as a high school student, but if I were to say it, it's 

ridiculous to say things like, "I don't want to be a cog in society," even though I'm already a 

college student. Those are just things you could say in elementary  school. Without cogs, 

society can't function.  


    But 


    the things that have happened to me in the past few months are like a picture of absurdity.  


    First, I woke up in the morning and turned into a woman. Then my doll started talking, and 

I was told I was a Kämpfer. Then, a so -called partner appeared, I was pointed at a pistol, and 

then I was attacked by the enemy. My childhood sweetheart came bac k, and I was forced to 

join the girls' club in high school, and I was forced to wear a maid outfit and enter a beauty 

pageant... If this isn't misfortune, what is it?  


    Why did this fate befall someone like me? This is why I've been having stomachaches 

lately, and until recently, something unprecedented happened.  


    The fact that I'm a Kämpfer and that I'm a woman was revealed.  


    The target of the rumor was my childhood friend, Kondou Mikoto, and the instigator was 

Shizuku Sangou, the president of the Seitetsu Academy Student Council. I'll skip the details, 

but I'm in a very delicate position right now.  


    "Uh... wait a minute."  


    Kondou Mikoto kept rubbing her temple.  


    I can't blame her, I thought, as if it were none of my business. When a boy you know turns 

into a girl, you usually start to doubt your own brain. If I put myself in their shoes, I'd think I'd 

be the same.  


    "So, the male and female Natsuru Senou are the same person, switching genders from 

time to time to fight or take classes in the girls' club?" "Yeah," I replied.  


    "Actually, you're also a Kämpfer, and you became like this after listening to the dirty doll?" 

"Yeah." "And you just obeyed obediently." "Yeah," Kondou Mikoto said, staring intently at my 

face. "What kind of fetish do you have?" "Not a fetish," I retor ted. Becoming a Kämpfer or 

taking classes in the girls' club are both far from the realm of fetishes. I can't say I'm not 

interested in girls' underwear, but I wouldn't want to wear it myself either. This is a room in 

the apartment. Sakura Kaede's house. A fter a big fight at the spa in front of the station (or, 

I'd say, it was just Kondou Mikoto who had it all), we went to Sakura Kaede's house. She 

welcomed me, an unexpected guest, with open arms. Even Kondou Mikoto, who had the 

incredibly rude attitude of fainting after seeing me untransformed, quickly struck up a 

friendly conversation with Sakura Kaede. This woman can communicate with people whose 

language she doesn't speak; that's truly remarkable. And now I'm transformed again. I can't 

stay the night as a man, so there's nothing I can do. Actually, I'd like to stay the night as a 

man. Kondou Mikoto had been calling me a pervert since the beginning, looking at me in my 

feminine pose. "You seem so happy to be a beauty." "Not at all." "Are you wearing lipsti ck?" 

"No, I'm not." "How silly! If you're like this, just put on some makeup and you'll look better." 

"Can you tell me what kind of better?" This guy clearly knew about Kämpfer's situation, but 

she seemed deeply upset that I was a woman. For unknown reason s, she wouldn't listen to 

my explanation. "While I think your fetish is unusual, a sex change is too much. Am I 

supposed to bless my childhood sweetheart to have a sex change?" "It's not a sex change," I 

replied, then changed my tone. "No, even though it's  a gender change, the Kämpfer role can 

only be played by a woman. There's no other way, is there? Is there any other way besides 

accepting it?" "That's just how shameful it is to make excuses for yourself," Kondou Mikoto 

said flatly. "As your childhood friend, I'm embarrassed too. You were called a lesbian a while 

ago." "You and Masumi Nishino were the ones who said that." "He's a m an, and he's still into 

lesbianism. There should be a limit to perversion. It's obscene, absolutely obscene." You're so 

brazen as to say Kondou Mikoto is also a Kämpfer. Guided by the Dirty Doll she accidentally 

acquired, she became a fighting human. Incid entally, the Dirty Doll is a series of dolls 

developed by a toy factory where dirty things fly out of them. Because they're not selling 

well, they're considered a symbol of the recession. The company will definitely use this as a 

negative example when deve loping products, and the development director is said to have 

gone into seclusion, unreachable. Kondou Mikoto has been staring at my breasts since the 

beginning. "They're quite big." "That's annoying!" Feeling strangely embarrassed, I shielded 

my breasts w ith both hands. "So this is your hobby?" "You're tall." "Are you rubbing your 

breasts?" "How could that be!" I always turn back into a man in the bathroom. Rubbing my 

own breasts would break my heart. "Oh —" Kondou Mikoto looked at my breasts without any 

hesitation, "Hey, don't feel depressed about protecting your breasts." "I'm not depressed." 

"It doesn't matter what. Although she looks like a woman, I feel disgusted when I think it's a 

man doing this." "Don't talk about disgust or anything." But I felt the  same way, so I lowered 

my arms that were crossed in front of my chest. Suddenly, Kondou Mikoto's hand reached 

out and pinched my left breast hard. "Hey, hey!" "Oh~" she made a sound of praise. "Not 

only are they big, but they feel good too. Have you let a nyone touch them before?" "Hey, you 

idiot...!" "I, I... a little..."  


    The girl, who had been silent until then, spoke. She was Akane Mishima, the library 

committee member of Seitetsu Academy, and, as expected, a Kämpfer. My partner was this 

girl. 


    She looked weak now, but once she transformed into Kämpfer, she transformed 

completely, becoming a violent, brutal, and murderous savage. Her temper became 

extremely volatile, and she repeatedly tried to turn my head into a wasp's nest.  


    "Hey, Akane, you rubbed Natsuru's breasts."  


    "Uh... well... when I was helping you change clothes..."  


    "That's why it got so big."  


    This girl looked pleased, but I wasn't. Why was I so miserable?  


    "That's enough, let go."  


    "That's right."  


    She quickly removed her hand from me and looked at her hand, which opened and closed.  


    "It's so real."  


    "It's real."  


    Probably.  


    "You're a man, why did you turn into a woman?"  


    God knows. Go ask that mediator. It seems like he did it.  


    Kondou Mikoto looked at me again.  


    "Hey, Natsuru, don't you have any doubts about yourself now?"  


    "What did you say suddenly?"  


    "Don't you think it's weird to turn into a woman?"  


    "It's weird, but I can't help it."  


    "It's weird that you're so calm. Are you crazy? If I turn into a man, that... if there are things 

that weren't there before, I'll be super confused."  


    "I was shocked too."  


    "Then why do you look so nonchalant?"  


    That's true. Why? Is it  


    because I've started to get used to transforming recently? I don't remember how much of 

a sense of disharmony I felt after turning into a woman. Although I also resent the facts in 

front of me, I have to accept it - is that so? Having said that, I will  still turn back into a man 

when I take a shower or go to the toilet, hmm.  


    "Don't talk about me, how about you?"  


    "Me? I'm fine, it's just fun."  


    Do you have to make others worry while you don't care? This woman is really the same old 

thing, it's simply Higashida said.  


    "And your oath bracelet is blue, you are my enemy."  


    "Yes."  


    "Then we are enemies in this life, right?"  


    "Wait, this is too weird."  


    Maybe it's not weird, but why are you so extreme.  


    "I like things that are simple and clear, that's what the dirty doll said. I don't like to worry."  


    This stubbornness is too scary, this guy definitely doesn't have the "worrying about society 

and one's own position" that is unique to adolescence. If she wasn't so thick -skinned, she 

wouldn't be able to duel with Indians in the Amazon for tribal treas ures. By the way, this guy 

was lucky enough to win the duel, and if she went there, she would probably be the leader of 

the tribe now.  


    "It's also simple and clear to beat up Natsuru."  


    "Why should I be beaten up?"  


    "There's no fighting now."  


    "It's a truce now, and the Vietnam War was also not fought during the first month of the 

lunar calendar. Don't you even know that?"  


    Kondou Mikoto chuckled, and at this time Akane next to her spoke.  


    "Um... sorry to interrupt you... Sakura Kaede, come on..." I  


    whispered timidly about  


    the girl I admired. Sakura Kaede was out shopping now. Since there were so many of us, 

we'd eaten and drank more than expected, and we ran out of everything.  


    "Ah~ Really~"  


    Kondou Mikoto said.  


    "Natsuru, have you told Sakura Kaede the truth?"  


    "How could I?"  


    "Just tell her."  


    "How could I? What if she hates me?"  


    Don't ask obvious questions.  


    I crossed my arms in anger. Sakura Kaede had expressed interest in me as a woman, but 

she had no interest in me as a man, even considering me a rival. And the fact that they were 

competing for me was that I was a woman, that was the source of the confu sion.  


    Even though it was she who brought up the topic, Kondou Mikoto casually interrupted by 

looking around the room, while Akane remained huddled to the side.  


    "...I feel like there are a lot of dirty dolls."  


    "That's Sakura Kaede's hobby."  


    The company that produces this series was once accused by its peers of "the toy industry 

being abandoned by children," but with enthusiasts like Sakura Kaede, it seems to be safe.  


    "What a strange hobby, or maybe even disgusting."  


    "Don't be so judgmental, it's a bit strange...but it's also great."  


    Ten out of ten people would probably have the same reaction as Kondou Mikoto if they 

saw a product with all the dirty stuff exposed, but I don't agree with that view.  


    Kondou Mikoto glanced at me and said,  


    "You're like a believer. It's disgusting."  


    "It's so annoying. Don't say bad things about Sakura Kaede."  


    "That's what's disgusting. Such a large number of products looks weird. What's good about 

dirty dolls? To put it bluntly, they're corpses."  


    "Don't interfere with other people's interests."  


    "But..."  


    She hesitated again,  


    "...You really like Sakura Kaede."  


    "Well, Sakura Kaede is my angel. Think about it, we went to the same middle school and 

high school. This is fate."  


    "...Huh?"  


    "It must be God who arranged for us to be together. Absolutely."  


    I attach great importance to this kind of fate, horoscopes, etc. Being in the same era as 

Sakura Kaede, growing up in the same area, and attending the same school means that the 

relationship between the two of us will be deep in the future. Actually, o ur birthdays are only 

a month apart, so we can say that the road to marriage is smoothed. Those who say my ideas 

are not scientific should just be eaten by dogs. Although it seems redundant, my classmate 

Higashida’s birthday is only three days apart from mine and he has the sam e blood type, but 

I don’t feel any fate from him. It’s just a coincidence.  


    Kondou Mikoto looked at me as if I were a bug.  


    “You are really disgusting.”  


    “What did you say?”  


    "Why are you so stubborn?"  


    "I told you it's because of Sakura Kaede,"  


    Kondou Mikoto said helplessly.  


    "...It doesn't matter if it's not Sakura Kaede."  


    "It matters." What's  


    this guy talking about? Of course it wouldn't work if it wasn't Sakura Kaede. Sakura Kaede 

and I are connected not by a red string but by a chain made of high -denim alloy.  


    "...Aren't there other girls?"  


    "Where?"  


    I tilted my head. Kondou Mikoto's expression darkened.  


    "You, there's me and Akane in this room, right? What do you think we are?"  


    "Biologically, we're female."  


    "Wow, that's outrageous!"  


    the human with chromosome XX erupted.  


    "Don't you have any regard for others? My childhood sweetheart, the library committee 

member, and the spectacled girl are all girls too!"  


    I can't help it. In my mental map of women, Sakura Kaede's territory is in the center, and all 

the land around it has been bought up. All the other women are off the map. There are those 

like Shizuku who invade without a care, but they're just like thi eves.  


    "Well, I'm Sakura Kaede first."  


    "What are you talking about? Poor Akane -san."  


    Akane's expression seemed both shy and angry. I have a feeling she's resentful of me. 

Why?  


    "Besides, I'm pathetic too."  


    "That's even more baffling."  


    "We were childhood sweethearts."  


    "Yeah."  


    "Don't you think it's a big deal?"  


    "No."  


    "...You're such a terrible man!"  


    Kondou Mikoto looked at me like a microbe. She rolled around on the carpeted floor.  


    "Ah~ I feel like my life has been wasted."  


    Circling the Earth like that, clamoring about relics and new creatures, what's the point of 

living in vain? A high school student with such an experience is a sure win, no matter how 

you look at it. Fighting a gang of thieves in the middle of Africa wi th an automatic rifle in one 

hand —not the average person would do that.  


    "The blue Kämpfer is still an enemy after all - let's just kill him -" 


    She suddenly thought of something dangerous.  


    Thinking carefully, as Kondou Mikoto said, our positions are hostile, and it wouldn't be 

surprising if a fight really broke out. Or in fact, they have already fought.  


    Now it's all thanks to our Seitetsu Academy Student Union President. That guy has a brain 

full of water and has developed things into the current weird state. What on earth does she 

want to do? Thinking of this, the sound of  


    the door opening was heard at the entrance.  


    "Ah," Akane said, "I'm back..." Yes, it's time for Sakura Kaede to come back. To make an 

analogy for Sakura Kaede, she is an ordinary person who occasionally gets involved in otaku 

culture. She can no longer talk about professional topics. She will be scared when she hears 

about Kämpfer and the like. "Hurry up and get up!" I urged Kondou Mikoto. "Why?" "The 

master's back! It's rude of you to lie down like that!" "...It's my freedom, isn't it?" "What's 

the point of being free? Get up!" I grabbed Kondou M ikoto's wrist, but was suddenly thrown 

away. "Don't touch me, you pervert." "I told you to get up." "So you shouldn't touch me." 

"Why should I pull you up if I don't?" "I don't want you to touch me anymore. It was okay 

until just now, but now I hate it." " What nonsense are you talking about? Sakura Kaede is 

back, and it's not nice to see you rolling around on our first visit." "Sakura Kaede, Sakura 

Kaede is so disgusting!" "Alright, alright, get up...!" With the sound of light footsteps, the 

door between th e hallway and the living room opened. A mature, black -haired woman 

entered. It's not Sakura Kaede, it's Shizuku. The president looked at me and Kondou Mikoto. 

"You two are very close," she put the supermarket plastic bag in her hand on the table. 

"Everyone  outside heard it." "Huh!? Really?" Shizuku glanced at me, who was panicking, with 

her usual cold eyes. "I was just kidding." Then she put the bottle of drink she bought into the 

refrigerator. This girl is the one I'm least good at, the one with the red br acelet, Kämpfer 

Shizuku Sangou. Kämpfer is also the president of the Student Union of Seitetsu Academy. Or 

maybe she's the president of the Student Union and Kämpfer, it doesn't matter. She has a 

calm and composed personality and is very smart. She's also very popular in school, but I just 

don't get along with her. She's done me a lot of harm and even did something to my lip. I 

really don't want to think about it. Shizuku glanced at me briefly. "Sakura Kaede said she 

needed to buy some more things. If you w ant to talk in private, now's the time." I sensed a 

sinister undertone. "...You didn't ask Sakura Kaede to go alone, did you?" "That's a harsh 

thing to say." Shizuku opened a can of Coke. Was she buying it for herself? "I just asked her to 

go alone." This guy always does things like this calmly. She's Sakura Kaede's good friend, but 

she doesn't even blink when she uses her for her own benefit. As a devout follower of Sakura 

Kaede's teachings, it's only natural for me to resist. "It's so dark now, don't leav e Sakura 

Kaede alone!" "It looks like that, but she's still pretty brave, don't worry." "That's not the 

problem. What if something happens?" I wanted to pick up Sakura Kaede, but Shizuku raised 

a hand to stop me. "It's hard to deal with Natsuru -san without  her." What? "Why do you 

think I exposed your true identity and asked Kondou Mikoto to come here?" Who knows, 

wasn't this all your plan?  


    I wanted to object, but Shizuku ignored me completely. "Kondou Mikoto"  


    "What, what?"  


    Kondou Mikoto had gotten up without me noticing, and for some reason her body still 

looked a little stiff. Oh? My childhood friend, who was so oblivious to everyone else, wasn't 

good at Shizuku either.  


    "What was that dirty doll that turned you into Kämpfer?"  


    "It's the Suffocating Wild Dog..."  


    "What did they say?"  


    "A lot. Since you're a Kämpfer, you should fight or something."  


    "And something else,"  


    Shizuku smiled. But no one would honestly accept this guy's smile.  


    "It told me to monitor."  


    "Monitor who?"  


    "...President."  


    "I thought so too."  


    Shizuku seemed satisfied. It must have been all within her expectations.  


    I wasn't surprised either. Shizuku had said a lot beforehand.  


    "What's the reason for monitoring me?"  


    "What did it say? You might betray me?"  


    "What are you going to do if you betray me?"  


    "It doesn't say...it seems like it needs to notify someone." "Who?"  


    "Who what...wait a minute, President!"  


    Kondou Mikoto suddenly realized.  


    "Are you forcing a confession?"  


    "Yes."  


    "What's that? There are more police officers in Israel than you and Shizuku! Even with 

machine guns."  


    What have you been doing in the Middle East? Are you looking for some lost arc light?  


    Of course, Shizuku wouldn't mind such things. This woman's nerves are made of titanium 

alloy.  


    "So who do you need to notify?"  


    "Uh...why do you have to tell me?"  


    "I want to hear it."  


    "...No."  


    Kondou Mikoto probably sensed what would happen if she simply followed Shizuku's 

words.  


    "Even if you don't want to, please answer."  


    "So why did you tell the president...!"  


    "Kondou Mikoto, it seems like your attendance in junior high was almost bad."  


    "...How do you know all this?"  


    "It seems like I got away with it by giving something to the teacher?"  


    Surprised. A word appeared on Kondou Mikoto's head.  


    "It seems to be a rare artifact from South America. It seems to have been unearthed, but I 

remember it was forbidden to leave the country..."  


    "So why did the president know all this!?"  


    I really agree. Even I don't know about this. Speaking of which, Kondou Mikoto, you've 

done this before.  


    "Isn't the attendance of Seitetsu a bit uncertain?"  


    Kondou Mikoto said with sweat on her head.  


    "What do you want?"  


    "I have no interest in relics of ancient civilizations,"  


    Shizuku said in the same tone.  


    "Can you tell me who you just said you were going to notify?"  


    "Are you threatening me!?" "That's a harsh word."  


    I'm not saying it harshly, you've always been like this. Generally speaking, the president of 

the student union is more gentle.  


    "So why did you tell the president like this..."  


    Shizuku stared at Kondou Mikoto, who was quite loud, and then she became quiet. It is 

said that a first -class threat will not make unnecessary agreements or even say unnecessary 

words, and Shizuku is just like that now. But this is not a necessary skil l for the president of 

the student union.  


    "So, who should we tell?"  


    "I'm not sure..."  


    I knew from her tone that Kondou Mikoto had given in.  


    "But it's not the Suffocating Wild Dog."  


    "I think so too. The dirty doll is just a messenger to pass on the message to us."  


    "It seems like someone like me, someone else..."  


    "Isn't Kondou Mikoto the same person?"  


    "So I find it very confusing..."  


    Really, such an ambiguous statement is of course difficult to understand. The knowledge of 

the dirty dolls varies, and what they say also varies. For example, the Seppuku Tiger in my 

family is useless except that his voice is like that of the previous generation Shizuka.  


    "Then who should we tell?"  


    I asked. And before Kondou Mikoto could answer, Shizuku spoke.  


    "Are they other Kämpfers?"  


    "It seems so."  


    Wow, there are more.  


    Although I was surprised, I could accept it if I thought about it calmly. The dirty doll 

Seppuku Tiger in my house also said that there would be a Kämpfer next to him. It is also 

true that I encountered various Kämpfers after I became a woman. It is re ally like 

cockroaches. I found one and found twenty.  


    I sighed involuntarily,  


    "They must all have dirty dolls, right?"  


    "Yeah,"  


    Shizuku agreed.  


    "It seems like we are always being dragged along, which makes me feel unhappy. I always 

want to give them a surprise and give them a warning."  


    "Oh, Natsuru -san is very proactive. I thought you were a bit of a bottom."  


    "It happens sometimes."  


    Generally speaking, if people are involved in such a turbulent incident, they will hide in the 

crevices of the rocks like crabs. I have already said that my ideal is to be a civil servant, but I 

won’t go into details. But sooner or later, I have to ste p forward.  


    “That…those Kämpfers…”  


    Akane, who had been silent all this time, started to speak.  


    “What color are they…”  


    “That’s a good question.”  


    Shizuku said so. The embarrassing thing is that I still didn’t understand what Akane was 

asking after a while. Oh, yes, it refers to the color of the oath bracelet.  


    “I want to know too…”  


    Everyone’s eyes turned to Kondou Mikoto, and she shook her head hurriedly.  


    “I don’t know, I haven’t seen it either.”  


    I guess she just heard it from the Suffocating Wild Dog.  


    "You don't know anything?"  


    "Not at all. I already ignored half of what he said."  


    "Well, you'll find out sooner or later."  


    Shizuku didn't ask further, and I frowned.  


    "What do you mean sooner or later..."  


    "We're already involved. Even if we don't care, they'll come to us."  


    Shizuku said that this woman was so straightforward at this time, and she was so strong. 

She didn't waver in her predictions and decisions. Of course, this requires a certain amount 

of confidence and courage. What kind of food does it take to become su ch a perfect 

superman?  


    This perfect superman Shizuku looked at me for some reason.  


    "What...what are you doing?"  


    "How about a little help?"  


    "You want me to do it?"  


    Nothing good has ever happened since I did what this woman said. She always treats 

others (especially me) as talking props. Hey~ Hey~ I'm not your property.  


    "I want to investigate."  


    "Investigate what?"  


    But Shizuku didn't say anything else.  


    Kondou Mikoto came to my side and whispered,  


    "Hey, what is the purpose of the president's actions?"  


    "I have no idea."  


    "The president doesn't seem to care about red or blue, and has other ideas."  


    This is really the case.  


    Shizuku has a dark belly, and this is not a disease, but a personality.  


    I think the student council president should be someone who is loved by all the students in 

the school and has a smart mind. Although Shizuku said this, she also tried her best to use 

this position. How to say it, in her eyes, this position is just a s tep in her ambition. I may be 

more subjective, but I think that someone like Sakura Kaede, who is consistent inside and out 

and like an angel, should be the student union president.  


    I glanced at Shizuku out of the corner of my eye. As always, it was hard to tell what she 

was thinking. If she was thinking about the boy she liked, she might be a little cute, but I 

couldn't imagine any man being able to date Shizuku.  


    "I was ordered to monitor you, why are you in the same room now?"  


    "That's the president's way."  


    "Wow... I'm not good with people like that."  


    Kondou Mikoto whispered. The sound of a door opening came from the entrance again. 

This time it was definitely Sakura Kaede who came back. The sound of slippers was heard.  


    "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. I hesitated to buy something and 

ended up being so late."  


    Sakura Kaede's face still had an angelic smile.  


    "I'll make breakfast tomorrow, so stay tuned."  


    Sakura Kaede put the vegetables she bought into the refrigerator. It must have been hard 

work, but she didn't show it at all. She truly loves entertaining guests, as expected of Sakura 

Kaede. Dating someone like that would surely bless a man's entire l ife. 


    My mind immediately began to imagine a future where I confessed my feelings to Sakura 

Kaede, she said yes, and we held hands under the cherry blossoms. A feeling of happiness 

flooded my body. Incidentally, I've been doing this kind of fantasy drama qui te often, with 

Sakura Kaede as the heroine, for years.  


    A smile spread across my cheeks.  


    Having noticed this change, Kondou Mikoto whispered to Akane,  


    "Hey, has Natsuru been like this lately?"  


    "Uh... seems like he's often lost in thought..."  


    "He was always like this when he was a kid. Will he become a salaryman who suddenly 

shouts on the train someday?" What are you talking about? Sakura Kaede would appear in 

my fantasy, insisting it was just mock practice, the kind of thing you do before class. I decided 

to ignore her, not giving her unnecessary judgment.  


    "Why don't you break up?"  


    "You mean break up?... Huh?"  


    "I mean, it's better not to be with someone like that all the time."  


    "Well... why is Kondou Mikoto saying that..."  


    "Well, we're childhood sweethearts, so I'm giving you some advice."  


    "Childhood sweethearts... Kondou Mikoto... are you targeting Natsuru -san so you can 

reduce your competition..."  


    "I wouldn't do that!" She's been whining so much! Couldn't Sakura Kaede be quiet while 

she's in the kitchen? As for me, I can wait like Sun Wukong under the Five Finger Mountain 

for tens of thousands of years. This is the minimum respect I can show to Sakura Kaede.  


    Unlike the two girls, Shizuku drank her Coke in silence. But this woman must have some 

conspiracy running fast in her head.  


    Sakura Kaede came back, holding a carton of juice. It said 100% grape.  


    "The cups are washed, I'll pour them for you now."  


    "Ah, I, let me help..."  


    I reached out to take the carton from Sakura Kaede. I couldn't let Sakura Kaede do such a 

simple task, I couldn't stain those beautiful hands.  


    "Don't worry, I'll do it."  


    "But..."  


    "Please let me do it, just think of it as a rehearsal for being a bride."  


    Then, with a slightly blushing face, she said,  


    "I'm so happy that Natsuru -san cares about me like this. There really is a red thread of 

destiny between us... ah~" She was so cute even when she was shy. It wasn't a red thread, it 

was a chain. And it was with me, a guy.  


    I tried my best to suppress my silly smile, but the other three girls gave me looks that 

didn't seem friendly at all. Kondou Mikoto's expression was blatantly saying, "Is this guy an 

idiot?" Akane's cheeks puffed out inexplicably. Shizuku's words seeme d to exude a 

murderous aura for a moment, perhaps it was just a psychological effect.  


    A sip of the grape juice poured by Sakura Kaede, hmm, tastes a thousand times better. As 

long as it's poured by Sakura Kaede, I can confidently down even methanol in one gulp.  


    "So, how about it? Still playing games?"  


    Sakura Kaede asked. As for games, playing poker is fine, but POCKYGAME is a bit...  


    She seemed to have noticed this.  


    "Poker? I have a very rare deck called Dirty Poker. It's printed with photos of dirty things. 

They're very, very real..."  


    I'm so sorry, but I won't go into that. I think Akane will faint, and I'll probably vomit too.  


    "Let's forget about the games,"  


    Shizuku said, speaking for the first time.  


    "It's already late."  


    Hearing this, everyone looked at the wall clock. The hour hand of the clock (it has a shorter 

intestine because it's a dirty doll) was already past eleven o'clock.  


    "It's already this o'clock..."  


    Akane muttered. After all, we had a big party at the spa, and knowing that it was so late, I 

suddenly felt sleepy.  


    "It's time to go to bed."  


    "Then I'll go make the futon,"  


    Sakura Kaede stood up.  


    "Are there enough futons?"  


    I asked, because with the addition of Kondou Mikoto, there might not be enough.  


    "It's okay, there are enough for everyone."  


    It seemed that there were a lot of futons prepared for guests, which was really well 

prepared.  


    "Well..."  


    Sakura Kaede seemed to be thinking about something as she left the living room.  


    "There are three rooms, but one is already packed with luggage."  


    Oh. 


    "Shizuku, Kondou Mikoto, and Akane can sleep in the unused room, and Natsuru -san and I 

can sleep in the collection room."  


    "Eh...!?"  


    "Eh!?"  


    I also jumped, but it was Akane and Kondou Mikoto who made the noise.  


    "Why..."  


    "What the hell!"  


    Akane seemed to be protesting hard, and Kondou Mikoto opened her mouth wide.  


    "It's weird that Sakura Kaede and Natsuru -san are in the same room..."  


    "Really?"  


    Sakura Kaede ignored Akane's protest and said,  


    "I thought it would be too crowded if you all slept in the same room."  


    "There's no need to be with Natsuru -san...!"  


    "It's perfect this way, we both like dirty dolls."  


    "No...!"  


    This is the only point that I agree with Akane, it's definitely not the point about dirty dolls.  


    "I wonder what would happen if I were in the same room with Natsuru..."  


    "If it was Natsuru, I wouldn't do anything to her..."  


    "That's not the case...! Sakura Kaede would do strange things."  


    "What do you mean? What do you think of me?"  


    "Beast..."  


    "Too much!"  


    I guess there's no need to explain it now. The relationship between these two is very bad. 

I'm not sure why, but they've been at odds since they first met. It must have been the Genji 

and the Heike in their previous lives. I can't think of any other re ason.  


    "Four people sleeping in one room is too crowded. Natsuru -san and I can sleep together!"  


    "No...! If Sakura Kaede and the president sleep together..."  


    "As for Shizuku, we slept together several times when we were kids."  


    "Then, Natsuru -san and I will sleep together, and the three of you..."  


    "Eh... Eh!? That's what you meant, right?!"  


    The conversation went nowhere. Surely these two have such a bad relationship, they 

couldn't possibly come to the same conclusion.  


    "Wait, wait a minute."  


    It was Kondou Mikoto who intervened. She was always the loudest, but this time, because 

Akane protested first, Akane ended up being the one to instigate the argument. How rare.  


    "Let's arrange the rooms calmly. Uh... the question is who Natsuru will sleep with, right?"  


    "Kondou Mikoto, are you calling Natsuru -san by her first name?"  


    "Well, don't worry about it. Can't she sleep with Akane?"  


    "No!"  


    said Sakura Kaede.  


    "Then with Sakura Kaede."  


    "No..."  


    said Akane.  


    "Well - then with me..."  


    "No!!"  


    The two of them synchronized and glared at Kondou Mikoto.  


    "Kondou Mikoto is so careless. Are you eyeing me too?"  


    "How despicable..."  


    Although it was not clear, Kondou Mikoto seemed to have stepped on a landmine. She 

herself seemed to have an expression of failure and being exposed.  


    "Well - what do you think, Natsuru?"  


    "Well? Me...me...?"  


    "Because it's your problem."  


    That's true.  


    In my heart, of course I wanted to sleep with Sakura Kaede. I didn't say it out loud because 

I thought Sakura Kaede's proposal would be approved. I just didn't expect Akane to protest 

so strongly. Since we moved to this apartment, Akane has been very a rrogant.  


    "As for me... that... and Sakura Kaede..."  


    "Listen!"  


    Sakura Kaede smiled as if she had won 300 million yen in the lottery.  


    "How... can you... go too far..."  


    Tears instantly flowed from Akane's eyes and looked like they were about to fall.  


    "Natsuru -san, don't be fooled, you will be defiled..."  


    Well, if you want to defile, you might as well say I am the one who is defiled.  


    Kondou Mikoto was also dissatisfied. Hey, why are you like this?  


    "...Where is the president?"  


    Kondou Mikoto threw the topic to Shizuku,  


    "I'll go to bed after I finish reading the newspaper."  


    "About the separate rooms,"  


    "It's up to you."  


    This guy has this attitude towards things other than her hobbies.  


    "Or do you want me to sleep in the same room with Natsuru -san?"  


    "That's not possible either."  


    "How about this..."  


    "Eh—" 


    "No."  


    The order of speaking was Sakura Kaede, Akane, and Kondou Mikoto. The last one was me.  


    Shizuku shrugged.  


    "So it doesn't matter."  


    Should I say she's taking things easy?  


    The three of them, including Sakura Kaede, were still discussing, more like imposing their 

opinions on each other than discussing.  


    "Let's decide by drawing lots?"  


    Kondou Mikoto said,  


    "It won't work. We've tried it."  


    "That's a hotbed of unfairness..."  


    she objected, based on her previous experience. The so -called "fair method" of drawing 

lots was completely destroyed. Sakura Kaede and Akane said, "It's absolutely unfair," and 

Kondou Mikoto also said unnecessary things like, "Indeed, I'd be cheating."  


    I occasionally said, "Together with Sakura Kaede..." but was completely ignored. Sakura 

Kaede supported her, saying, "Natsuru said so too!", but the other two objected, saying, 

"No..." "This guy has no say."  


    "When can it be decided? Isn't it almost dawn? Thinking of this, Shizuku, who was reading 

the newspaper, suddenly said,  


    "Why don't we just sleep together?"  


    "So that's what you're worried about,"  


    Sakura Kaede replied,  


    "I can't decide who will sleep in the same room with Natsuru -san..."  


    "It would be better if everyone were in the same room. It would be fair if everyone were in 

the same room."  


    Is this a ray of hope? The solution is the Copernican rotation. Everyone's expression was 

the same, "I see."  


    "As expected of Shizuku."  


    "Everyone has come up with a solution. Now we can make the bed, right?"  


    "Yeah, but it will be a bit crowded."  


    "Then why are you going to keep talking about it endlessly?"  


    Of course everyone refused.  


    Sakura Kaede walked out of the living room and went into the room. There seemed to be a 

room that was not in use. It was said that it was going to be used as a bedroom. I sighed.  


    "Thank you for your help, President."  


    "Oh, that's rare."  


    Shizuku's expression was very surprised.  


    "Natsuru -san actually thanked me. Is it going to snow?"  


    "Don't be ridiculous. Since you've been saved, you should still say thank you."  


    "It's no big deal."  


    She put the newspaper on the table. Oh, are you reading the economic column?  


    "Natsuru -san is really popular."  


    "That's not called popular."  


    "Sakura Kaede likes you."  


    "I like girls too..."  


    "There are girls who like boys like you."  


    What, this is really information that cannot be missed.  


    "Where."  


    “Nearby”  


    “Sakura Kaede?”  


    “No.”  


    “What? Don’t make fun of me.”  


    What’s the point of being liked by a woman other than Sakura Kaede, especially when it’s a 

lie. 


    Shizuku looked at me as if I were a fool, then turned her gaze to Akane and Kondou 

Mikoto.  


    “I would like to advise you two to reconsider.”  


    Akane and Kondou Mikoto had serious expressions. The reason for such expressions was 

unknown. Was it some kind of code that only girls understood?  


    I should still protest here.  


    “President, don’t always treat me like a fool…”  


    “I don’t treat you like a fool, I think you are.”  


    “Hey, why do you say that…”  


    “Shall we hold a vote?"  


    I didn't say anything else. Judging from the atmosphere, it was obvious that Akane and 

Kondou Mikoto would hold a meeting and say "Natsuru Senou is a fool".  


    Sakura Kaede came back.  


    "The bedding is ready!"  


    Shizuku suddenly interrupted Sakura Kaede when she was about to say something.  


    "Sakura Kaede, Natsuru -san wants to take a shower."  


    Huh? I didn't say that, although I did want to take a shower. At the SPA, I only took a 

shower and didn't take a proper bath.  


    "She said that although she couldn't take a bath because of that, she still wanted to wash 

off the sweat."  


    "Yeah, I get it."  


    Sakura Kaede said, "I'll get you a towel" and left the living room, and I whispered.  


    "Hey, President, why are you talking about a shower?"  


    "You want to take a shower, right?"  


    "Well..."  


    "Then take a shower."  


    Shizuku advised me kindly... That's impossible. There must be something shady about what 

this guy did, but it seems that she won't answer even if I ask.  


    "Oh, by the way, Natsuru -san, you can only take a shower, not get in the bathtub."  


    "Why?"  


    "That's how you are set now."  


    Speaking of which, my current setting is "that thing is coming."  


    Woohoo, what is coming? I asked Akane but she didn't tell me. Shizuku was silent and 

asked Kondou Mikoto here...  


    "I won't tell you."  


    It's rare to get an answer before asking a question.  


    "Also, I think you'd better die."  


    …Why, it's just that I came —— " 


    "Go to hell"  


    What's wrong, everyone is so cold. Are all the girls like this except for Sakura Kaede?  


    A voice came from the corridor, "The water is almost ready —— " In that case, I'll take a 

shower before going to bed.  


    I dragged my slippers to the dressing room. Sakura Kaede gave me various explanations.  


    "This is a bath towel, and this is a face towel. There are shampoo and shower gel in the 

bathroom, please feel free to use them."  


    "Thank you..."  


    "Please take your time."  


    How slow could it be for a shower?  


    The door of the dressing room was closed. There was a washing machine in the dressing 

room of Sakura Kaede's apartment, which was connected to the bathroom. It was a very 

common structure.  


    There was a cage next to the washing machine, where clothes should be placed, but it 

looked very new. Could it be that Sakura Kaede specially got a new one for me? I'm so sorry.  


    My hands stopped when I was about to take off my clothes.  


    "...I need to change back to a man."  


    I have explained it many times. I change back to a man when I take a shower or go to the 

toilet. The reason? This... well... how should I put it... isn't it too embarrassing?  


    So I have never looked closely at the naked body of a woman. Underwear is the limit. Of 

course, I have seen men many times, and they often do exercises naked.  


    Just when I was thinking of "changing back to a man", I exerted force on the wristband. 

Suddenly, the door of the changing room  


    of "Natsuru -san"  


    opened. I was startled and curled up into a ball.  


    The one who opened the door was Sakura Kaede.  


    "Wha...what's up..."  


    "I forgot to tell you about that shower gel. It has orange flavoring in it. If you don't like the 

smell, I'll get you a piece of soap."  


    "No, it's okay..."  


    "Really?"  


    Sakura Kaede said, "Please take your time washing it off," and left. Oh, what a shame. So I 

wanted to transform into a man again.  


    "Natsuru -san!"  


    "Wow!"  


    This time, I couldn't help but jump up.  


    "In addition to the conditioner I bought, I also have citric acid at home. It's just a little 

troublesome to dilute it. Do you want me to prepare it for you?"  


    "No need..."  


    After thanking her, Sakura Kaede retreated again. It's very kind, but is it necessary to ask 

everyone one by one?  


    Anyway, take off your shirt first, and transform back into a man...  


    "Natsuru -san!"  


    "Wow!"  


    The door opened again, and Sakura Kaede's head popped in.  


    "I bought some artificial soap a while ago, it's very good for the skin, please..."  


    At this point, Sakura Kaede stared at my upper body closely. The metaphor of licking eyes 

is very appropriate, I feel like I have turned into an ice cream.  


    "Uh... thank you."  


    "Soap, please call me when you are using it."  


    Oh, yes, but why when you are using it.  


    Sakura Kaede stared at my chest intently, ah, could it be that she was aiming for the 

moment when I took off my clothes.  


    There was no mistake in her eyes full of curiosity, her target was me, my naked body.  


    Recalling that Akane also wandered in when she was helping me change clothes, this is 

possible, her target was this soft skin.  


    Come to think of it, if it were a man, I'd be perfectly happy to be naked anytime, but a 

woman is a bit... I've never seen anything like that myself.  


    Sakura Kaede said, "Please take your time showering," and closed the door. I shook my 

head helplessly, but I couldn't help but feel like I was being watched.  


    I had a bad feeling, so I checked, and wow, the door wasn't locked. Someone could be 

peeping at me at any moment.  


    I closed the door gently and saw it had a lock, so I locked it. If you live as a family with a 

young daughter, the dressing room usually has a lock. She also mentioned that this was 

originally her father's apartment.  


    Sakura Kaede would definitely have stumbled if she saw a man getting wet in the rain, 

regardless of whether or not peeping was the right thing to do.  


    There was a solution.  


    I stripped off my clothes, closed my eyes, and went into the bathroom, without changing 

back into a man.  


    In other words, I could just shower as a woman. That way, if I were seen, I wouldn't have to 

panic, even though I was already panicking enough.  


    I turned on the faucet, and hot water gushed out.  


    I kept my hair dry and started rinsing from my shoulders.  


    For a while, the only sound in the bathroom was the shower, and steam filled the air.  


    (Ah... another promise I've made...) I'd originally planned to shower and use the restroom 

as a man, but now I was soaking in the hot spring. My nudity was perfectly exposed.  


    There was also a large mirror in this bathroom, and although it was covered in steam, my 

naked body was clearly reflected.  


    I stole a glance and immediately looked away. Wow, a naked woman.  


    Of course, this was my transformed self. But for me, who had never seen a naked woman 

in three dimensions, it was quite a turn -on. 


    My figure in the mirror is quite good, with the right curves and curves. Well, how should I 

put it, it looks like it's on par with an average nude model.  


    But I'm in a dilemma whether I should be genuinely happy about this. In every sense, 

excitement is more dominant. I think I'm pretty, but it's weird to get excited looking at my 

own body, or shouldn't it?  


    The shower water flows from my neck to my chest, and the hot water splashes on my 

body.  


    Although I don't want to look, I carefully move my gaze to my chest, telling myself that I 

have to wash off the sweat. "Wow... so big..."  


    I can't help but sigh in my heart. How should I put it, after taking a closer look, my breasts 

are really big. I don't know the size of the bra, but I'm probably going to buy something 

above the average size for Japanese high school students. Is this t he reason I've been feeling 

sore in my shoulders lately?  


    Anything else? These... uh... nipples are pink, so pretty, hmm.  


    What should I do with my body? I can't even imagine it. I was planning to wash until just 

now, but I have to put soap or shower gel on my body, which means I have to touch these 

huge breasts with my own hands. Wouldn't that be... that?  


    I'm the only one here, but I feel so embarrassed. Natsuru Senou is probably the only one in 

the world who blushes at her own naked body. She really seems like a pervert.  


    And if I wash my body, I have to wash my private parts too. Could it be, how should I put it, 

wow.  


    I'm feeling incredibly worried. Do I have to clean my private parts? Is that like when you 

press the "female" button on the toilet for automatic flushing? Wow.  


    Besides, I don't even know how to wash. When I was a man, I just wiped my body with a 

bath ball, but I still wash that thing very carefully. What should I do now? What should I have 

is gone. How should I wash it? Should I use my fingers?  


    Is it because the hot water has been running all the time? I'm starting to feel a little dizzy. 

What kind of trouble is this? You damn mediator, you're the one who caused all this, no 

doubt about it.  


    Why did things turn out like this... huh?  


    There seems to be a sound outside the bathroom. Is anyone in the dressing room?  


    I hear the sound of fabric rubbing against each other, as if someone is rummaging through 

something. I didn't leave anything valuable... Oh, is she not rummaging but taking off her 

clothes?  


    Then someone else came in, and that person suddenly shouted.  


    "Sakura Kaede, what are you doing...!"  


    The one who called was Akane, and the target was Sakura Kaede.  


    "Why...are you taking off your clothes..."  


    "I...I'm in my own home, so it doesn't matter what I do."  


    "Natsuru -san is in there now...!"  


    "I just wanted to give her a back rub!"  


    "No need, Natsuru -san isn't a kid anymore...!"  


    Wait, why are you two in the changing room? I remember it was locked.  


    You look like you're trying to get in no matter what. This is dangerous. If you were a man, 

there would be a big mess by now.  


    But Sakura Kaede wants to shower together, which means we're naked. Sakura Kaede and I 

are naked in the bathroom... wow, I'm so excited that my nose is about to bleed, but I quickly 

come to my senses. She wants to come in because I'm a woman now. If sh e were a man, she 

might not even want to get close.  


    The grumbling continued in the dressing room. Akane tried to pull Sakura Kaede out, but 

Sakura Kaede resisted.  


    "Please get out! Natsuru -san can't get out."  


    "We're all girls, there's nothing to be shy about."  


    I apologized, feeling a bit shy and a bit strange. The argument ended with Akane's victory, 

and Sakura Kaede retreated dejectedly.  


    I breathed a sigh of relief. I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I called 

off the shower. It was a blessing in disguise.  


    After exiting the bathroom, I quickly dried myself and put on my clothes. It was a messy 

experience when I was wearing women's underwear.  


    Back in the living room, Akane and Sakura Kaede were, as expected, ignoring each other.  


    "I'm done washing. Do I need to explain?"  


    Kondou Mikoto asked me. I shook my head silently.  


    "That's right."  


    "Yeah..."  


    "Let's sleep,"  


    I nodded speechlessly. The best way to heal the dangerous relationship between these two 

people is to sleep. They may have forgotten about it by tomorrow, or rather, I hope they will 

forget about it.  


    The two people who had a bad relationship did not answer but also did not object.  


    But at this time Shizuku spoke,  


    "Sakura Kaede, are all the beddings in the room made?"  


    "... Made, although there is a bit of overlap."  


    "Really? Looks like there will be a little trouble again."  


    "What?"  


    "Who is sleeping next to Natsuru -san?"  


    The three of them suddenly realized,  


    "How to decide?"  


    Shizuku's words triggered a serious situation, so the bedtime was postponed for another 

hour.  


    Then, late at night,  


    the discussion about who would sleep next to me was quite heated. Oh my goodness, I'm 

such a popular girl.  


    Sakura Kaede, of course, insisted on sleeping next to me, but Akane and Kondou Mikoto 

wouldn't accept that, and kept fussing. Finally, it was Shizuku who suggested adopting a 

"separation policy." What was that? Was it a treatment for an infectious dise ase?  


    What did it mean? Instead of everyone sleeping in one room, I'd have one, and the other 

four would have one. "If everyone gets hurt, it's still fair," Shizuku said.  


    That was all fine and dandy, but before she went to sleep, Shizuku said, "My problem was 

solved while you were showering." What a shame.  


    I was taken to the collection room, and Sakura Kaede, carrying bedding, said, "I'll leave 

these kids to you." They looked like corpses, didn't they?  


    And these are Natsuru -san's pajamas,"  


    Sakura Kaede handed me a pair of pajamas with a giant, dirty doll printed on them.  


    "They're a pair with mine."  


    They were a pair, but it was a bit awkward to see two of us dressed like blood -soaked 

antelopes. These were more like stuffed dolls than pajamas; the color of the blood was so 

realistic, it was terrifying.  


    Akane and Kondou Mikoto were wearing ordinary pajamas of ordinary styles and colors. 

Sakura Kaede said, "That's enough," but I couldn't help but feel envious.  


    Shizuku seemed to be wearing only a T -shirt to sleep, as if she'd brought it specially. She 

was so well prepared.  


    "Then please do as you please."  


    There was a futon in the middle of the collection room, and dirty stuffed toys were spread 

all around. What a hell this place is.  


    She couldn't sleep with me, but Sakura Kaede was still smiling. Did she want to turn it on? 

Her hand reached for the switch on the wall.  


    "Good night then."  


    She turned off the lights and left, leaving me in the darkness.  


    It was very scary because there were dead animals everywhere in the darkness. Although 

I'm the type who can't sleep without turning off the lights, this is still too scary.  


    I tried not to care about the things that got into the futon, it was cool.  


    The mattress cover was printed with a 1:1 scale poisoned raccoon that didn't even have a 

cute part. What was cool just now were the hands and feet of the poisoned raccoon.  


    This bed sheet was specially prepared by Sakura Kaede. If you think a little, you will know 

that it will not be sold. The manufacturers have all had heatstroke.  


    I can only go to sleep quickly. I closed my eyes without thinking.  


    …. 


    No, I can't sleep. Although there is a saying that when you can't sleep, you should count 

sheep, but I have to say that there is nothing more ineffective than this. I just tried it, but all I 

could think of was the Seppuku Tiger jumping over the fence with a smile.  


    The sleepyhead hasn't been born yet, so I turned over several times. I gradually felt sleepy.  


    The battle at the SPA and what Shizuku said afterwards kept replaying in my mind.  


    It seems that a new Kämpfer is about to appear. How much trouble will it cause? Are a few 

more kind -hearted high school students like me going to be dragged into it? After all, I still 

have to shoulder these pesky things like fate and destiny, painstak ingly climbing the 

mountain known as battle. It sounds like a Nakajima Miyuki song.  


    It's troublesome no matter what. Why are there so many disasters and hardships around 

me lately?  


    Just now, Kondou Mikoto asked me why I feel so indifferent. Is it because my Kämpfer self 

is so different, like someone else?  


    I inadvertently extended my right wrist from under the covers, and even in the darkness, it 

shone a blue light... strange.  


    More accurately, it was like a light bulb that had just gone out, only a faint glow. What's 

going on?  


    Suddenly realizing something, I pulled back the covers. Wow, I've become poor. I jumped 

up in panic.  


    I turned on the light and looked for a mirror. I remember the one from the Dirty Doll series, 

the one with the mirror inside the cut -open belly.  


    I found it quickly and looked at my face.  


    Wow... I turned back into a man. Although I still have some feminine aura, anyone can tell 

that it is a man, Natsuru Senou.  


    I quickly figured out the reason, it was because of sleep. When you lose consciousness or 

fall asleep, your body will return to its original state. It's all because I dozed off just now.  


    This is terrible, it's easy to turn into a woman, but now I can't sleep. I don't want to stay 

awake all night.  


    I'll sleep first and get up in the morning to transform. This is the only way. When I thought 

of this, I suddenly heard a sound outside the door.  


    I immediately turned off the lights and jumped into the bed. It's over, I forgot to turn back 

into a woman, and the bracelet of the oath was almost not glowing.  


    The door opened as I covered myself with the quilt.  


    What's wrong? Who is coming? Am I going to be eaten? It seems like she crawled into my 

quilt, wow!?  


    "Natsuru -san..."  


    This, this voice is, Sakura Kaede!  


    "I'm here after all..."  


    Wow... a night raid. If possible, please do it when I'm a man... I'm not a man now.  


    I immediately turned my back to her. If they found out I'm a man, it's over. Although I can 

transform, it glows, and in the dark, it's more conspicuous than a firefly.  


    "Because we can't take a bath together, I came..."  


    Sakura Kaede laughed, and then leaned against my back, that, a breath.  


    "It feels like a dream to be like this..."  


    It's a dream, I hope, although I've been looking forward to this for a long time, but what 

should I do if I get dressed? Ah, I don't know anything.  


    "Someone's always causing trouble, and finally it's just the two of us..."  


    What should I do? It's good to be the two of us, but how can I cope with it? Save me, 

Ultraman, even if you can only hold on for three minutes.  


    "Sa... Sakura Kaede..."  


    "Please call me, Kaede..."  


    Oh, I really want to call. In my YY world, we have always been "Kaede, Natsuru -san", but I 

never thought it would come true like this.  


    "Please call me..."  


    "Ka..."  


    "Ka?"  


    "Ka... Kaede..."  


    Even after becoming a woman, my height and voice remain the same. Because of this, I 

didn't talk much when I was in the girls' club. Now that I'm a man, I have to think back to 

when I was a woman and adjust my tone of voice. 5555~ It's so troublesome.  


    Even with my back to her, I could tell how happy Sakura Kaede was.  


    "So happy!"  


    She pressed herself against my back, her face pressed against mine.  


    "...Natsuru -san's back is so broad, like a boy's..."  


    Sorry, it's a boy.  


    Reaching... Sakura Kaede's hand tried to go around to my front, wow, aiming for my 

breasts.  


    I pretended to block her, but now I don't have breasts, I'm short -chested, there's nothing 

for you to touch.  


    "Hmm~"  


    Sakura Kaede seemed dissatisfied,  


    "Is it not okay...?"  


    "Hmm..."  


    "Akane -san touched me like that..."  


    That was actually a questionable behavior,  


    but what should I do now? I'm frozen and can't move. Is it because I've been holding the 

same position? My neck is sore.  


    When Sakura Kaede was troubled, she slightly shied.  


    "Well, that..."  


    "......?"  


    "I, I said that last time..."  


    She hesitated for a moment, but still said it straightforwardly.  


    "Hope... to date me... I haven't... heard your answer yet..."  


    Ugh... it's finally here.  


    Although I have tried every excuse to delay until now, Sakura Kaede has confessed to me, a 

girl. If it's a boy, I can just not want to be with her for a second, but if it's a girl... ah, I'm a boy 

now, right? But it's also very problematic.  


    "I know I shouldn't cause you trouble..."  


    She hesitated in her tone. Should I say she was sad or upset? She was also very cute like 

this. I almost forgot my position.  


    "Well... because... there are Akane -san and Kondou Mikoto and so on... I... don't want to 

fall behind..."  


    It sounds like a horse race. Don't worry, Sakura Kaede. In my heart, you are leading by a 

hundred horse lengths. Even if Red Hare vomits, you are still far ahead.  


    "Well..."  


    I said as softly as possible to avoid being embarrassed,  


    "It has nothing to do with Akane and Kondou Mikoto..."  


    "That's not the case. Those two people are definitely against Natsuru -san..."  


    "No..."  


    This is too unbelievable. Those two people are completely opposite in every way. If there is 

anything in common, it is that they are both Kämpfer, the bulldog girl and the thick -striped 

girl. 


    "Then, well..."  


    The tone became more hesitant.  


    "What about Shizuku..."  


    "Huh?"  


    I said it accidentally. Shizuku must be the rapist.  


    "Natsuru, do you like Shizuku...?"  


    "No,"  


    I answered clearly. We just didn't fight, she was still like an enemy. Just meeting her 

showed that I was cursed.  


    "Great, nothing happened between me and Shizuku, right..."  


    She looked blatantly relieved, wasn't that natural?  


    "Why...?"  


    "Because her attitude towards Natsuru was unusual, her words, her eyes and so on."  


    "How could that be..."  


    It must be the look a bird of prey has when it catches its prey.  


    "This is the first time I've seen Shizuku like that, so I thought maybe..."  


    "No..."  


    "Really... Because if Shizuku gets serious, I can't beat her..."  


    No, no, how could that be possible? Sakura Kaede is the strongest and Shizuku is the worst. 

No matter how beautiful she is, that personality is really a shame.  


    "...Natsuru -san..."  


    Sakura Kaede said again,  


    "The answer is..."  


    Ugh... What should I do?  


    How about just telling her, "Actually, I'm a male Natsuru -san." It's simple, but the 

consequences are depressing. She'll be devastated no matter how I think about it. Kondou 

Mikoto has fainted, and if it's Sakura Kaede, not only will she faint, she mig ht even be 

heartbroken.  


    Not only that, if she's lucky enough to survive, people's opinion of me will definitely be 

worse. A pervert who turns into a woman from time to time and deceives me. Who would 

forgive such a person?  


    I should have told her earlier if I had known this. And then friendship will be born... It's 

unlikely, but it's better than now.  


    Sakura Kaede pressed tightly against my back, this and that, in every sense my heart is 

about to break.  


    "..." 


    The silence continued. Although it's so late, I have to answer.  


    It's impossible to tell her the truth, but it might be OK in the form of a woman, and then 

from now on as a woman... No, no, no, I am a man in my bones.  


    "Natsuru -san..."  


    Her fingers are moving, wow, my back is itchy, Sakura Kaede's fingers are caressing.  


    "So beautiful... um...?"  


    She seems to be wondering  


    "Natsuru -san's hair... when was it?"  


    Ah, the length of her hair is different from when she was a girl, this, this, this is over.  


    "Why..."  


    I couldn't help but close my eyes when  


    I heard a loud bang and the door opened.  


    "Natsuru -san...!" Standing there was Akane. She was wearing light cream pajamas and her 

usual glasses. It was nothing special, but she clenched her fists and trembled, her face was 

red, and she glared with her eyes.  


    Next to her was Kondou Mikoto, who was speechless.  


    "Wow..."  


    Kondou Mikoto opened her mouth in surprise.  


    "Night raid?"  


    After hearing this line, Akane exploded.  


    "Sakura Kaede, you... what do you want to do...! You are so... shameless..."  


    "What do you mean by shameless... We have an important talk."  


    Although Sakura Kaede was trying to refute, she was caught in bed with her after all, and 

she had no confidence.  


    "I was wondering why you were gone, and how did you get into Natsuru's bed? This is not 

a conversation...!"  


    "We were talking while lying down."  


    "What are you talking about again...!"  


    "...Don't worry! This is Natsuru and I's...love nest!"  


    Sakura Kaede said such an incredible line that I fell down on the street.  


    "Independents, please leave."  


    "What...what do you mean by independents..."  


    "Then please watch from there. I'll show you. Just bite your finger there!"  


    "What...what..."  


    Akane bit her lip. She had rarely been this angry recently. It was hard to imagine her being 

the introverted and soft -spoken library committee member.  


    As if responding to her feelings, the bracelet emitted a blue light. Ah.  


    "You... you..."  


    It was over. I jumped up and threw the quilt over Sakura Kaede's head almost at the same 

time as Akane transformed into Kämpfer.  


    "You slut!"  


    Her eyes disappeared and a pistol appeared in her hand. Her expression was that of a stray 

dog.  


    "Go to hell!"  


    I also transformed, picked up Sakura Kaede and the quilt and dodged. The pistol bullet 

crossed the room and opened a hole in the window.  


    "Stop it, idiot!"  


    Of course, she didn't listen to me.  


    "It's so annoying! Let that bitch out! I'll fuck her!"  


    "How is it possible!"  


    If I let Sakura Kaede out now, Akane would really kill me. She is always serious in bulldog 

mode, and now she is more bulldog than ever.  


    "Calm down!"  


    "You won't get off easy if you defend her!"  


    "Don't you know the word 'calm down'?"  


    "How the hell do I know Swahili?!"  


    What the hell? During our conversation, I lifted the covers, whispered an apology, and 

stabbed Sakura Kaede in the neck. Sakura Kaede fainted without a word. The Kämpfer 

method is all you can do.  


    Just as I breathed a sigh of relief, the Bulldog girl refused to drop her pistol.  


    "How dare you do something like that? You fucking bastard!"  


    She was referring to me. Can't you just call me by my name?  


    "Get out of the way, you jerk! I'm going to give that stinking bitch a good dose of lead."  


    "I told you to stop."  


    "Stop it, my mother! I can't help it this time. If I kill this whore, Japan's ethics will rise. Get 

out of the way."  


    "How could I!"  


    How could I leave Sakura Kaede to a bulldog like that? Her fate would be worse than a 

fawn before a lion.  


    "Are you going to kill Sakura Kaede? You always do this. Killing someone so beautiful is 

against Japanese ethics. It would be a loss to the world —" 


    There was a metallic sound, the sound of a hammer being pulled, and the muzzle of the 

gun was pointed at me.  


    "Natsuru"  


    "What...what?"  


    "Do you know why I'm so angry now?"  


    "To tell you the truth, I have no idea."  


    If you insist, it's because you're a dog, and barking is a dog's habit, so you can accept it.  


    But the dog in front of me didn't accept my GJ answer at all. In other words, the 

convulsions at the end of the eyes seemed to be more intense.  


    "...You, are you serious?"  


    "This is my line, right?"  


    "Even Kondou Mikoto knows what I want to say."  


    I was about to ask, "Really?" when Kondou Mikoto replied, "I know, I do," and before I 

knew it, she'd transformed into the blond Kämpfer.  


    "The only thing I can't understand is your brain, which is even worse than a pumpkin. They 

say donkeys have no value in life, and it seems that's true."  


    You're calling me that again, so stop it. What are you trying to say?  


    Akane's eyes were twitching again, and her finger on the trigger was already tightening.  


    "Hey, stop it!"  


    The gun fired instantly, and the bullet grazed my cheek.  


    "Ahhh!"  


    "That was a deliberate miss."  


    I knew that; at this distance, she was always right.  


    "If you don't get out of here, I'll beat you all, including that stinking bitch, until you're all as 

full of holes as the cheese from a cat and a mouse."  


    Forget it, I'd rather not get beaten up than Sakura Kaede. But Akane showed no sign of 

calming down.  


    How could I calm her down? I thought about using magic, but if I set the room on fire, it 

might cause a fire. There was no solution.  


    "Don't shoot if you're being shot!"  


    I decided to beg for mercy first. Now was not the time to be so dignified.  


    "At least let me know why you hit me."  


    "You're so shameless."  


    "We're friends, right? I want to know why you shot me."  


    Akane always gets angry at me and Sakura Kaede and then shoots. I know she and Sakura 

Kaede don't have a good relationship, but why did she hit me?  


    "..." 


    Speaking of Akane's face, it was really incredible.  


    "...You really don't know?"  


    "I told you I have no idea," she said with a straight face. I am the man who writes "Not at 

all" on the answer sheet of the test paper.  


    The Bulldog Girl asked the girl beside her,  


    "Do you think I'm guilty of shooting this guy?"  


    Kondou Mikoto sighed,  


    "...Not guilty."  


    "That's it."  


    Hey, why? Is it a woman's conspiracy? Even if you don't reason with her, there should be a 

limit.  


    "Your donkey brain, which is worse than a 1 -bit computer, probably can't understand it."  


    "I told you I don't know."  


    "Then I tell you, it's a good idea to dig out your donkey ears."  


    The muzzle of the gun was quite close, and I couldn't help but raise my hands.  


    "The reason why I was angry with the me before and after the transformation is because, 

I...I..."  


    Huh? What's wrong? The Bulldog Girl actually hesitated. It's so rare. Did she get the rice 

cake stuck in her throat?  


    "I'm so mean to you —" 


    At this moment,  


    there was a loud noise and the window glass shattered. At the same time, a white shadow 

invaded. White?  


    It was a human, a girl wearing a princess -like dress. She was clearly on the twelfth floor 

and she came in through the window!?  


    "Found it!"  


    The girl shouted happily and swung the weapon in her hand. At one end of the chain was a 

sickle. Could this guy be...  


    We jumped away reflexively, and the sickle pierced the pillow, and all the feathers inside 

scattered.  


    No doubt, this guy is a Kämpfer with a sword, and she has obvious murderous intentions, 

wanting to kill us.  


    "Natsuru,  lower your head!"  


    Akane roared, like a Colt pistol firing.  


    With the sound of jingling metal, this woman in white actually bounced off with the blade 

of the sickle. In order to avoid the stray bullets, Kondou Mikoto and I rolled on the ground.  


    "Not bad!"  


    The woman in white seemed very happy, her whole body radiating joy. It was abnormal at 

a different angle from Akane.  


    "Scare me!"  


    The sickle flew towards this guy who looked like Shishido Meixuan, but what she turned 

was not a hammer but a sickle, which was just like an oversized electric fan. And the speed 

was fast enough.  


    "Wow!?"  


    Akane's clothes were cut, and it seemed that the opponent was also very strong.  


    "How dare you look down on me!"  


    Akane was furious, and the pistol was triggered and fired, but the woman in white dodged 

it skillfully.  


    "Fuck you!"  


    "Just because of you?"  


    The tone of contempt, and this stimulated Akane's nerves.  


    "I can't spare you!"  


    "Akane, move aside!"  


    Kondou Mikoto lowered her body and rushed forward, and the blade of the Japanese 

sword at her waist cut through, and the silver blade flashed. "I got it!" This idea was too 

naive.  


    Kondou Mikoto's Japanese sword was wrapped with a sickle, and at that speed, she 

changed the target of attack in an instant and blocked the opponent's weapon.  


    "No way!?"  


    "It's true."  


    The woman in white laughed, and Kondou Mikoto even forgot to put down the hilt of the 

sword.  


    I rolled up half of my body, and I was no longer talking about fire or anything like that. I 

exerted force on my right hand.  


    But before my flames, daggers flew over, two in number, one deflected the sickle of the 

woman in white and the other cut the sickle.  


    Shizuku, wearing a T -shirt, stood by the open door.  


    "It's so noisy that I can't sleep."  


    Her weapons were still two daggers with locks, moving like living things.  


    "Oh, the same weapon as mine."  


    "Wow..."  


    The expression of the woman in white twisted.  


    "It's the new Kämpfer. Why are you here to say hello so late?"  


    "Wow..."  


    "Why don't you stay and rest for a while? I have something to ask you."  


    Shizuku's short swords flew out at the same time, crossing and rushing towards the 

woman in white.  


    The woman in white did not fight back. She jumped up to avoid it and turned her back to 

us. 


    "No more fun, retreat!"  


    Then jump out of the broken window  


    to commit suicide? Thinking so, I looked closer. There is no way you can be safe if you fall 

from the twelfth floor.  


    Not dead. She actually hung the sickle on a slightly protruding wall and slid down, just like 

getting off a helicopter.  


    She kicked her foot once on the ninth floor to remove the sickle, and this time she hooked 

onto the balcony and continued to descend. She must have used a similar method to climb 

up just now.  


    A series of actions were completed in an instant, and soon after reaching the bottom, she 

raised her head, made a face, stuck out her tongue, and even dubbed it.  


    I could hear it clearly. The woman in white disappeared after making a face.  


    I could only watch her disappear from our sight.  


    "What is that..."  


    "What is that...you head, you waste"  


    Akane hit me suddenly,  


    "Didn't you do nothing? You are even more useless than Shikimori Kazuki."  


    "Who is Shikimori Kazuki? My weapon is very dangerous. It will really cause a fire."  


    Although I wanted to use it at that time, it is a fact that it is dangerous.  


    "I don't want to hear your explanation!"  


    Akane kept hitting me. It hurt, it hurt, this guy is using both her hands and mouth.  


    Kondou Mikoto was watching Sakura Kaede's condition just in case, while Shizuku was 

staring outside.  


    "...Have you seen that face before?"  


    She was asking me, and while defending herself against Akane's violence, she answered,  


    "No, it's my first time."  


    "Really..."  


    "Does the president know her?"  


    "It's my first time too, although I think I've seen her somewhere before."  


    It's rare for Shizuku to give such an ambiguous answer. It was probably because it was too 

dark that I couldn't see her face clearly.  


    "Just as expected."  


    "What?"  


    "A new Kämpfer, though I didn't expect them to chase us here."  


    It's true. Kämpfers are attracted to each other, so it's not surprising that they knew we 

were here, but it's surprising that they launched a surprise attack like this. They're at the 

same level as Akane.  


    "Is that what they call forced reconnaissance in military terms?"  


    "Who knows?"  


    "Did you see the color?"  


    "Hearing you say that... I didn't see it."  


    Red or blue. I didn't see it. It should be very conspicuous in this dark, didn't you see it?  


    The extremely rare Shizuku agreed.  


    "I didn't see it either."  


    "The bracelet is still on."  


    "She's wearing it."  


    So what's going on? Shizuku glanced outside from the window.  


    "We can't let our guard down."  


    "But why so sudden?"  


    "Originally, there was no need to do this because of Kondou Mikoto. But seeing how close 

we were to spending the night together, she probably changed her mind."  


    Kondou Mikoto turned around in surprise.  


    "Hey, am I being mistaken for a traitor!?"  


    "Probably,"  


    Shizuku answered readily. Although she said that, she must have let Kondou Mikoto stay 

the night because she had foreseen what just happened. There's no doubt about it.  


    "The battle will be fierce from now on."  


    It sounded like a prophecy, but even I understood it.  


    It was undoubtedly a new enemy, or a presence we didn't know about. The other party 

seemed serious, so we couldn't let our guard down.  


    I couldn't help but tremble, but Akane beside me was laughing.  


    "Isn't it interesting?"  


    She touched the pistol lovingly.  


    "That white woman, I don't like her face, so I'll put this in her and make her look like 

another face. Hehe, this is the retribution for underestimating me."  


    It's too scary, worthy of being a fierce dog girl. She reacted to the smell of blood without 

hesitation.  


    Shizuku didn't mean to stop her, and Kondou Mikoto came over.  


    "What's wrong with Sakura Kaede?"  


    "She just fainted."  


    It was me who fainted, I have to apologize later. Although Sakura Kaede probably doesn't 

understand what's going on.  


    "I'll make her forget about this later."  


    "Is that okay?"  


    "Okay."  


    Come to think of it, she did something like this last time. At that time, she kidnapped 

Sakura Kaede and tampered with her memory. This woman really has all kinds of special 

skills.  


    "Then you clean up the mess, Natsuru -san."  


    "Huh?"  


    "Please."  


    Eh? Me?  


    "Hey, you're not going to leave me alone, are you?"  


    "Yeah."  


    "Why...!"  


    "Because you didn't do anything, at least clean up properly at the end."  


    Why is she assigning tasks like a student council president now? I quickly turned around 

and saw Kondou Mikoto's expression saying, "Of course I did," while Akane was laughing.  


    "Wahaha, that's great. Hey, Natsuru, clean up properly, it's dangerous with all the 

shattered glass flying around."  


    "And we have to clean up the bullets you fired too!"  


    "Leave it to you,"  


    Akane smiled and left with Kondou Mikoto, probably going back to their room to sleep. I 

guess I don't have the time for that. Was taking the unconscious Sakura Kaede out the door 

the only kindness they could offer?  


    I don't know why Shizuku stayed.  


    "What are you doing, President, will you stay and help me?"  


    "...I have something to ask you."  


    Huh? What was it?  


    I decided to talk to her while bending down to pick up the broken glass. The fragments 

were very small, so it looked like she would need a vacuum cleaner.  


    But I didn't hear the rest of the sentence  


    "...What's the matter?"  


    "Can you look at me?"  


    "It's nothing."  


    "It's hard to talk if you don't look at me."  


    "That's really troublesome."  


    I said "yes, yes, yes" in a rare way, turned my head as she asked, and then got scared.  


    She was wearing a T -shirt, which was okay, but I hadn't noticed until now that she was only 

wearing underwear.  


    "Sorry...!"  


    I quickly averted my gaze. Shizuku seemed surprised for a moment, but she quickly 

noticed. But she didn't mean to put on anything.  


    "It's nothing to me."  


    "No, it does matter..."  


    "I don't like to wear too many clothes when I sleep. I have a problem with that, turn 

around."  


    It was an ordering tone, and I tried my best not to let my eyes cast on Shizuku's lower 

body, so I ended up looking directly at Shizuku's face.  


    "What's the matter?"  


    "Sakura Kaede is here too, what are you doing?"  


    "Well..."  


    I wanted to answer but suddenly realized why she was asking me this.  


    "What?"  


    "...Anything is fine."  


    What does it have to do with you? It was a spring night between me and Sakura Kaede, 

even though it was fake.  


    "Yeah, anything's fine, but I want to know. And then, Akane seemed to want to say 

something, didn't she? She seems to have forgotten it herself."  


    That's true.  


    "It's not a big deal."  


    "Then you can tell me."  


    "It's not something I need to tell you."  


    "In a futon?"  


    "In" 


    "...What did you do?"  


    I turned my head away.  


    "Nothing."  


    Then I started picking up the glass again. Although I didn't understand what was going on, I 

felt like I was in an advantageous position. It would be better not to answer at this time, 

maybe to whet the appetite of the student union president.  


    "...Really?"  


    Wow, she's angry. Her expression must not have changed, but I could tell from the 

atmosphere. This is also rare. She doesn't seem like the kind of woman who acts according to 

procedure.  


    "Then forget it."  


    "Don't blame me."  


    "No, but it's hard to suppress my uneasy mood."  


    "What are you talking about?"  


    "Are you jealous?"  


    This guy's lines are really incomprehensible. Who is jealous of whom? She just says 

nonsense.  


    She asked when she started cleaning again.  


    "Uh... no... help?"  


    "Of course."  


    Shizuku turned around and walked out of the collection room.  


    "Wow, huh, ah."  


    The girl in the white princess dress jumped and skipped away from the apartment.  


    "Wow~ That was really dangerous. It was a bit thrilling with so many people around."  


    The voice was a bit too loud for talking to herself. Maybe it was a habit? She didn't seem to 

care.  


    She stopped jumping and started running, and her skirt fluttered.  


    "Rika."  


    The girl was called.  


    Three girls stood before me, varying in height and hairstyle. But they all had the same 

aura.  


    The girl who had called out to her crossed her arms.  


    "Didn't I tell you so many times not to sneak out?"  


    "Ah~ Sorry, sorry, I really care about you."  


    Rika smiled nonchalantly,  


    "What's wrong?"  


    "Well~ That girl named Kondou Mikoto doesn't seem to have done anything, so that's 

boring."  


    "Did she betray us?"  


    "Who would know, she didn't meet with us."  


    "How about the others?"  


    "The girl who's the student council president and a dog...ah~ There's another famous 

person. Natsuru, from the girls' club."  


    The girl's eyebrows twitched,  


    "...It's Kämpfer after all. She's at Sakura Kaede's house as we expected."  


    "Well, just as the mediator said."  


    "Depending on the situation, it might turn into a fierce battle."  


    "Don't look at the situation, the fight is already happening,"  


    Rika said happily, and the girl said helplessly,  


    "How about Natsuru?"  


    "Well~ I don't know. She doesn't look like Kämpfer."  


    "Can you get it?"  


    "I don't know. It  


    should be fine if I can force it."  


    "Then there's no need to be cautious. Just do it gracefully."  


    "We're about to meet,"  


    Rika said happily, and the other girls just smiled.  
















==Translator's Notes==
This chapter was translated from the Chinese translation of the original Japanese text.
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