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“Good morning, Mika.”
“Mh~… morning, Ayumu! Eh-heh-heh.”

Yesterday, Karua and the others went home. So today, it was just me and my beloved~ Ayumu!

While it is fun to spend time together with Karua and the others, being just with Ayumu makes me happy.

He was the one who woke me up. We both got up and I gave him a kiss.
Thus, our morning began.

“Breakfast is ready.”
“Thank you.”

We spent breakfast feeding each other. This was just as usual.

Once we were done eating, we changed clothes, and Ayumu turned into a girl.

…As Alim, he’s quite cute. Still, on second thought, it might be my fault that Ayumu turns into Alim so often. Since I made him wear girls’ clothes with alarming frequency…

Right, but he wasn’t all that displeased with it, either. Wait, I guess it’s my fault that it got to that point in the first place…

“Mika~.”
“Alim~.”
“”*Squeeze*.””

Once we had completed our morning preparations for the most part, we gave each other a hug.

…Huh, it’s only a tiny bit… but his breasts seem to have gotten bigger, though it’s on a level that only I would notice. I think I’ll give them a squeeze later.

We’re acting like lovebirds, but I guess that’s what we are.

Still hugging each other, we lay down on the bed and chatted.
We… we could do it in this position, but… it’s broad daylight right now, so let’s stop that train of thought. From the outside, we merely look like two girls.

“You smell nice, Alim.”
“You too, Mika… Well, we do use the same shampoo.”
“That’s true.”

Why, we’re just having some silly talk.

A bit later, we grew tired of just hugging and kissing, so we moved on to different activities. This was also just as usual. Alim sat on the edge of the bed and read on his Tozumaho, while I lay there deep in thought.

As for what I was pondering, it was Alim’s birthday… There was this upcoming meteor shower, right? It fell on precisely that day, you see. I wasn’t sure if that was the reason Alim had told Karua, “We’ll come if we’re able to”.

I wonder, does this mean he’ll give celebrating his birthday with me preference…? Eh-heh-heh.

So, that wasn’t the big question, instead I was pondering what to prepare for him.

To begin with, what birthday presents would be best? I guess one of those “you get one wish” vouchers wouldn’t make much sense, right? After all, if it was him who asked, I’d do anything for him, even without a voucher. Anything~.

If he asked me to kiss him, I would, if he asked me to do something lewd, I would… and while he’d never ask me that, I’d even die for-

Oh, I got it!
I’ll think back on all the birthday presents I’ve given him in the past.

The earliest I remembered were… at four and five years old, and then at nine years. I also had a feeling that the one at three years old was a four-leaf clover.

Why would I remember that, you ask? In the first year of middle school, I was wondering if Ayumu was hiding a po̲rn mag somewhere and was thinking of tinkering with his material a bit¹, so I searched his room. In a tin box under his bed, I found that clover as a pressed-flower bookmark, with a note saying, “from when I became three years old”.

I ended up breaking into tears. I cried and grew just a bit ashamed of what I was trying to do.

Incidentally, that bookmark should still be in Ayumu’s room². Unless his mom threw it away, that is.

As for what I gave him for his ninth birthday… it was a “you get one wish” voucher. Back then, I couldn’t think of anything, just like now. Ayumu used it to play video games together with me.

I’d have done that even without the voucher. If he wanted to, he could’ve kept it until we were in high school and use it then. Even if he’d told me “Become my girlfriend”, I’m pretty sure I would’ve been fine with it³.

Eh-heh-heh… I am a romantic, after all.

Next would be the one at… 10 years old. It wasn’t something I could forget, that was the time I got hooked on making him wear girls’ clothes. I’m pretty sure I… gave him my old hair ornaments, ribbons, and a hand mirror… and forced him to put them on.

He looked awfully cute… Indeed,he looked more girlish than the real girls in our class. If that had gotten out, he might’ve become the cutest in our class… Yeah, it was no different from how he is now.

Then at 11 and 12 years old. On his 11th birthday, I gave him a dress and a skirt that I made together with my mom to fit him. And at 12 years, the red girls’ shoes that his mom had given me, but were a bit too large for me⁴. At that point, I’m pretty sure Ayumu was overjoyed to get them.

When he became 13 years old, I gave him lipstick, and at 14, several sets of knee-high socks. Obviously, those weren’t the only things I gave him, you know? Still, I remember those two the most vividly. As for his reaction… I think he thanked me while smiling.

At 15 years, I gave him a video game version of The Game of Life. This was the one he was happiest about ever. For that reason, on his 16th birthday… I feel like I gave him another video game, like the year before.

That’s about it.

Ayumu told me that he had been shocked at how girly he looked when he came to this world, but it had been like that since a long time ago…

Maybe it was because I made him cross-dress…? Did he dislike it, or did that habit of cross-dressing become deeply ingrained in him…? I wonder if it’s the latter. After all, he is trying awfully hard to become a girl. He might not have noticed himself, but he clearly is, on an unconscious level…

Wait, I’ve gotten off-track. I was thinking about his birthday present, you know. Ayumu’s preferences, which he hasn’t noticed himself, don’t matter now.

Hm~… I can’t think of anything good~…
Ugh…

When I grew desperate and gripped what I was holding strongly, Alim started complaining with teary eyes.

“Hang on… That hurts, Mika! If you have to rub them, do so gently.”
“Oh… sorry.”

I took my hands of Alim’s breasts, fixed his underwear, pulled my arms out from under his clothes, and put them on his abdomen, going back to hugging him from behind.

Huh… you’re wondering since when I had been doing that?
All the time since we stopped hugging and making out.

“Erm, Alim? If you want to, you can…”
“Nope, that’s for nighttime, alright? Nighttime. Right now, it’s not even noon, let’s restrain ourselves for now.”
“Alright~.”

Grr…

I was just thinking of letting him do the same thing with me. Though I won’t let anyone do that with me other than Ayumu!

TL notes:
Another funny (?) Mika PoV chapter.

I’m honestly not sure if I should call this a retcon, the only thing Alim insisted on back in chapter 28 was that he never acted like a girl, he never said anything about not having worn girls’ clothes before, so I guess it isn’t? But if Mika did that on a regular basis for six whole years, you’d think he’d mention at least something.

1. The original is ネタでしばらく弄り回して. ネタ has a bunch of possible meanings, so I’m not sure if my interpretation is correct. It might also mean she plans to use it as blackmail material.
2. This is foreshadowing to a (somewhat disturbing) chapter in volume 14. For now, just keep in mind that Mika apparently knows exactly what is in Ayumu’s room.
3. No, someone holding on to such a voucher for 6 years and then using it for something it likely never was intended for is just creepy, not romantic. Makes me think of Kaoru in Finding Avalon, who made some (nonbinding) written marriage pledge as a kid, and now lives in fear of having to marry her childhood friend (who turned into a stalker).
4. Wow, not only reusing I gift she doesn’t want herself, but then using it to satisfy her urge to make him cross-dress.

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