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“Dad, about this life-ruining psychological disorder of yours—I think we really need to find a way to fix it.”

Sitting across from each other at the dining table, my father and I stared at the opposition. I rested my chin on my hands, my thick glasses reflecting white light, giving off an air of seriousness and authority.

At this moment, I was Gendo Ikari¹—though the man sitting across from me was just my dad.

“Son, even I know this can’t go on… but fear isn’t something you can just control, ya know?”

My father, Chang Wei, had ditched his suit and now sat there in a white tank top, beach shorts, and flip-flops, looking nothing like the corporate elite he had been earlier. Instead, he looked like a random old guy who hangs out at the village convenience store and plays chinese chess outside.

“Then… how about we find my mom?”

Haitang had a point—the only one who could truly fix this mess was the one who caused it. Finding my runaway mother and having her resolve his trauma would be the safest approach.

“After she gave birth to me, why did she run away? Were you two fighting? You can tell me, Dad. I’m your son, not an outsider.”

“We didn’t fight… She…” He hesitated, before his expression darkened. “That’s the one thing I plan to take to my grave. Don’t ask me about it.”

I frowned. “Tch. If normal therapy won’t work, then we’ll just have to go with exposure therapy.”

“What are you planning now?!”

Seeing me place my hand on the frame of my glasses, he leaped out of his chair in panic.

“I’m your son, Dad! At the very least, you should start by getting used to my face! Why do I have to keep wearing these thick glasses even at home?”

My glasses were super thick, non-prescription lenses.

“Son… it’s exactly your face that’s the hardest part for me!” He sighed. “You look way too much like your mother… every time I see you, I think of her.”

I furrowed my brows in frustration. “Then what do you suggest?”

There was one final, ultimate solution—I could just write his name in the Bishoujo Notebook.

It was just a theory, but since this notebook had the power to alter a person’s inner self, then surely something like gynophobia—an irrational fear that didn’t match his outward appearance—would be corrected, right?

The only thing I wasn’t sure about was whether the changes would persist even after erasing his name.

Take Zhao Zhao, for example—if his brain was stripped of its perverted hormones, he would be left with a strong body and impressive basketball skills. By all logic, he should be super popular with girls then.

…Not that any girls existed in our all-boys school.

But extreme measures should be saved for last. I’d start with something more gentle first.

Dad glanced around the living room, finally realizing something was missing.

“Son, where’s Tangerine? Did you lose her again?”

I gave him the same excuse I had used with Haitang.

“Actually, she turned into a human. That orange-haired girl from earlier? That was her. Haitang was worried you wouldn’t be able to handle it, so she took her away.”

But Dad wasn’t buying it.

“What nonsense are you spouting? A cat turning into a human? And Tangerine’s a male cat—how would it even turn into a girl?”

“So what if she was a male cat? Cat spirits only transform into girls—She said so herself.”

To be precise, the Bishoujo Notebook can only turn people into girls… Seriously, what kind of half-assed god designed this thing?

“Want me to bring Tangerine back so you can see for yourself?”

“No, no, spare me that. Either way, he’ll find his way home in a few days. I told you before—he knows the way. It’s impossible for you to lose him.”

Oh great, he still thinks I lost Tangerine.

Sorry, but if I had to choose between Tangerine and my dad, I’d throw my dad out in a heartbeat.

Sure, we’d lose our financial support, but whatever.

I’d just write light novels for a living, and she could learn illustration!

I even had a pen name in mind— “Ero Manga Sensei!”

Tap. Tap.

I snapped back to reality, tapping my nails against the table, shifting to a more scrutinizing gaze.

“So what exactly are you willing to do for your recovery?”

Dad stayed silent, deep in thought, before suddenly looking up at me with determination—his intense gaze startling me a little.

“I’ll play games!”

“…Huh?” (Nick Young Confusion.jpg²)

“I can’t handle real people just yet, so I’ll start with something more… ideal. I’ll use galgames for therapy.”

…

Of all the approaches, this was the last thing I expected.

But I couldn’t deny—it wasn’t a terrible idea. My only concern was that he might fall too deep, eventually losing interest in real women altogether.

…But no matter what, he couldn’t get any worse than he already was.

“I guess that works… But why does a middle-aged man like you even know about galgames?”

“One of my coworkers is obsessed with them. He talks about them all the time at work. Even people who don’t want to know end up learning about them.”

“Oh, so the only reason you came home early today was because you hitched a ride with a coworker?”

He shrugged. “Yeah. Otherwise, how would I dare leave the company in broad daylight?”

Come to think of it, I had no idea what kind of job my dad even had. What kind of company consists only entirely of men?

It’s probably just like our all-boys school—a bunch of dudes crammed together in the same space all day.

Just imagining it… the entire office must reek of bromance.

“Alright, then start working on that. As for dinner… wait… hold on… I never even had lunch?!”

Damn it! That useless delivery guy—has it really been almost three hours for a single pizza?!

Sending Dad off to his galgame therapy, I clutched my empty stomach, collapsing onto the couch. On the coffee table sat Tangerine’s half-eaten bag of cat food.

No. No, Chang Kai, you must resist!

As a human, there are certain lines you must never cross! Like eating cat food!

Just then, my phone rang.

Could it be the lost delivery guy calling for help?

Incoming Call: “Seven Deadly Sins – Lust.”

Ah.

It was Zhao Zhao.

…Wait, no. Zhao Lei.

Has she finally realized she can’t go home without changing back?

I answered. “Hello?”

“Commander! What’s taking you so long? I’ve been waiting forever!”

“…Waiting? Where?”

“Didn’t I tell you before I left?!”

“Uh… what exactly did you tell me?”

“I used my eyes to say, ‘I’ll pretend to leave, then after shaking off Haitang, I’ll climb back into your bedroom and wait for you there.’”

“HOW THE HELL WAS I SUPPOSED TO UNDERSTAND THAT?! You think we’re Newtypes³?! You really think I can magically decode all of that just from a single expression?!”

Should I have also set up a psychic chatroom while I’m at it?

I hung up the phone and dashed upstairs, locking the door behind me as soon as I stepped into my bedroom.

“Whoa! Commander, what are you doing?!”

The short-haired girl had been lying on my bed reading manga, but the moment she saw me lock the door, she shrank into the corner of the room in alarm.

“It’s just to keep my dad from accidentally barging in!” I raised an eyebrow and shot back, clearly annoyed. “What, did you think I was going to do something pervy to you?”

She said that but her pure white panties were showing again.

Maybe it was because she had originally been a guy, but Zhao Lei’s awareness of these things was practically nonexistent.

She looked like a fresh and pure type, but her actions had a way of unintentionally teasing you.

Noticing my gaze, Zhao Lei yanked down the hem of her hoodie, covering herself up as her face flushed red, before shouting in a girlish, flustered voice:

“Ugh! You perv! Where are you even looking?!”

That reaction was too cute…

Damn. My heart just skipped a beat.

“So, are you planning to change back?”

“Yeah… I feel like I’m starting to lose myself. Even though part of me doesn’t want to, it’s probably best to change back now.”

Well, beautiful girls and mountain gorillas are practically different species.

“Go change into your old clothes first. Otherwise, they might rip when you transform.”

Considering Zhao Zhao’s build, there was a good chance his transformation would result in a dramatic, Hulk-like shredding of fabric.

“Good point.”

Zhao Lei nodded in understanding. She then slipped her thumbs under the hem of her black stockings, right where they met her thighs, and slowly began peeling them off—and in that moment, her panties entered my field of vision once again.

Watching a beautiful girl take off her stockings was, without a doubt, top-tier fanservice.

It was… a little too stimulating.

To prevent Little Chang Kai from going into full charge mode, I quickly turned away, hunching my back trying to hide it.

Noticing my reaction, Zhao Lei narrowed her eyes and smirked.

“Commander… don’t tell me you actually reacted to that?”

“Do you have any idea how much damage you’re doing?!”

“Wow, I thought we were bros, and you’re actually thinking about laying me?”

“‘Bro’?! Tch, if you’re a bro, then what’s wrong with letting me enjoy it?!”

“No way! I can’t even enjoy it myself! Ugh, I’ll just go change in the bathroom.”

Grabbing the paper bag with her old clothes, Zhao Lei bolted into the bathroom and locked the door behind her with a click.

However, she left the black stockings on my bed.

“Gulp.”

I swallowed dryly, reached out with trembling hands…

…And shoved them into the empty paper bag.

Out of sight, out of mind.

“Let me know when you’re done. I’ll change you back after you switch outfits.”

“Got it!”

A few moments later—

“Alright… I’m ready!”

I flipped open the Bishoujo Notebook on my desk, picked up a pencil, and used the eraser on the back to rub out Zhao Zhao’s name.

Even through the frosted glass of the bathroom door, I could see a bright white light flare up inside.

“Goodbye, Zhao Lei. I’ll never forget you.”

For some reason, my eyes welled up with tears.

And just at that moment, the newly restored mountain gorilla stepped out of the bathroom, still adjusting his red-dyed, spiky hair.

“Why the hell are you crying?”

He glanced down at the bundle of women’s clothing in his hands, then sighed and handed them to me.

“I can’t take these home. If my parents find them, they’ll beat me to a pulp. Can you wash them and keep them here? If I ever wanna turn back into Zhao Lei, I’ll need them again anyway.”

I stuffed the clothes into the paper bag without hesitation.

Wash them? Not a chance.

I stuffed all the clothes into the empty paper bag without a second thought. Washing them? Not a chance.

Even if a mountain gorilla turned into a bishoujo, a bishoujo was still a bishoujo.

Washing her worn panties, stockings, and bandeau? That’s way too stimulating—I wouldn’t survive it.

“Wait… so you’re actually planning to turn back into a girl again?”

Ew. So in the end, he really did enjoy it, huh?

Grinning, Zhao Zhao threw an arm around my shoulders and chuckled.

“Of course! I’ve got even bigger plans! Commander, don’t you wanna see what it’s like on the other side? To step into that paradise, that garden of forbidden delights—the girls campus?”

Ah, this filthy feeling…

This was Zhao Zhao.

The perverted, degenerate Zhao Zhao had truly returned.

“Cut it out! I can’t transform myself, and I’m not letting you do it either!”

Not only was the Beautiful Girl Notebook an absolute secret, but for the sake of the girls at Biyang Academy, I had to protect their purity.

After all, I, Chang Kai, am an upright gentleman!

“Aw, don’t be so stingy! Fine, how about this—next time I transform, I’ll give you a little fanservice?”

“…Deal.”

Forgive me.

I’m just a simple high school boy.

I still want my fanservice.

After sending Zhao Zhao off at the door, a delivery guy in a yellow uniform finally walked through the front gate, holding a pizza.

Three. Damn. Hours.

I swear, if I don’t leave a one-star review and report this guy, he’s never gonna learn his lesson.

But as he got closer, half my anger disappeared.

His hair was streaked black and white, his eyes full of exhaustion, and he had the lifeless expression of someone who’d been through hell.

“I’m terribly sorry. I passed out on the way here. When I woke up, I realized I was already late.”

…Huh?

Passed out?

How do you even pass out while delivering pizza?!

But before I could question him, Zhao Zhao suddenly spoke up.

“Ah! I’ve seen you before! You’re a senior in the second year, right?”

“Huh? You guys are from Biyang Boys’ High too? Please, I’m begging you—keep this a secret! If the teachers find out I’m working a part-time job, I’m screwed!”

“A senior? So after summer break, you’ll be in your final year? You must be really short on money… but working now might not be the best idea.”

The delivery guy forced out a tired smile.

“It’s fine. I can handle it. I’ve still got a lot of orders left, so I gotta go.”

He literally passed out on the job and still says he’s fine?

The black-and-white-haired senior hurried out of the yard, hopped onto his rickety scooter, and wobbled off into the distance.

This guy… definitely has a story.

I should find a chance to look into him—I have a feeling he could be a target for my mission.

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With the introduction of Kai’s family coming to an end, I’m gonna leave some translation notes on the names of the characters to clarify and keep our readers informed on happenings of previous chapters.

Plot centers around Urban Village, Biyang Girls Academy (and the Boys Affiliate High School), and the surrounding area.

Chang Kai 常凯 aka Commander 委座
Our MC who happened to obtain a Bishoujo Notebook 美少女笔记 which can turn entities into young, beautiful girls.
Needs to turn unfortunate souls into Bishoujos by giving them a blessing by using the notebook, which will change the entity’s fate.
He needs to complete an assessment as the God of Bishoujo (Apprentice) by making the target accept their changed lives willingly as a girl.
Has a feminine face that resembles his missing mother.

Zhao Zhao 赵兆
Zhao Lei 赵蕾
Our MC’s best bro since young, along with Haitang.
Has a tall muscular build and is the definition of a pervert.

Chen Haitang 陈海棠
Our MC’s another best bro since young.
Actually Kai keeps referring to Haitang as little Haitang 小海棠 due to his long relationship with her.
I omitted the little part unless the context specifically asks for it.
Has higher combat power than Kai and Zhao Zhao combined.

Chang Wei 常威
Our MC’s father.
Developed a severe fear towards women due to his missing wife. 　

Footnotes:

Gendo Ikari from EVA
The infamous Nick Young meme with the question marks
It was a trend to have something .jpg .mp4 or similar in chinese conversation to add to the humour.
Newtypes reference from Gundam