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The Tianping Commercial District was a chaotic mess of a place. Due to multiple unplanned expansions and renovations in its early development, its layout became increasingly disorganized over time.
While the district was undeniably luxurious, its architectural design was anything but straightforward.
Between the towering steel-and-glass skyscrapers, a web of skybridges connected various buildings—but most of them didn’t even link the same floors. Escalators to higher levels were placed with seemingly no logic, with each floor having them in a completely different spot.
And don’t even get me started on the underground shopping streets, which were like labyrinths—once you stepped inside, you could never find your bearings.
If it was your first time here, you were guaranteed to get lost.
Even for us, who had made this place our base of operations, getting turned around was just part of daily life.
That same chaotic, complex layout made this place the perfect cover for us to evade the cops.
“Cough, cough, cough, cough—hack! HACK! Ugh—!”
I tried to inhale my cigarette in one go… and nearly choked myself to death. Annoyed, I crushed the half-smoked cigarette into the ashtray.
It had already been a whole day, but I still wasn’t used to this new body.
I couldn’t smoke properly—every drag made me cough—but my nicotine craving remained, leaving an itch in my chest that wouldn’t go away.
Then there were these melons on my chest, which made my shoulders ache like hell.
It wasn’t until the boss bought me a bra that things got a little better.
I used to love big-breasted anime girls… but I never imagined having a pair of my own would be this much of a pain.
But the worst part?
My glorious mohawk was gone.
Completely erased.
Replaced by this cheap, girly bob cut.
How the hell could this replace a mohawk?!
Only I know how much effort went into maintaining that style!
Just the gel alone cost a fortune—and now, poof, all gone!
Of course, it wasn’t just the bra—my leather jacket and jeans were also way too big for me now.
So the boss personally dragged me into a women’s clothing store to pick out some new outfits.
I ended up with a short-sleeved white blouse, a navy-blue office-style skirt, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses (without lenses).
Basically, the classic office lady (OL) look—chosen by the boss himself.
“With boobs this big, a white blouse is a must. The perfect fit is when the buttons are tight enough to strain.” —Direct quote from the boss.
He even wanted me to wear sheer black stockings, but my male dignity refused.
I had to throw a full-blown tantrum just to stop him from going too far.
Can I cry? Am I allowed to cry?
That said… I have to admit—this body had an amazing figure.
It had been years since I’d last seen my own waistline…
The boss’s own outfit was pretty androgynous.
A black tank top with a golden pentagram design
A denim jacket thrown over it
Black, form-fitting pants that perfectly outlined his long legs and round buttocks
Paired with his golden-blond hair, he looked like an American high school delinquent straight out of a movie.
Of course, we all knew his English was absolute garbage—
He couldn’t even recite all twenty-four letters1 of the alphabet properly.
I glanced at the single-seater sofa nearby.
The boss was sprawled out on it, using his old leather jacket as a blanket, completely passed out.
He must’ve been exhausted—he spent all night stressing over this mess, after all.
The boss had broken his own rule of never hitting women—and as a consequence, he was cursed by fate and turned into a woman.
And me?
I got dragged into it because, in my drunken stupor, I tried to grope the newly-female boss.
So now, I was cursed too.
Well, thanks to my unfortunate example, the rest of the gang—no matter how pervy or reckless—no longer dared to make a move.
At first, I was actually a little worried they wouldn’t be able to control themselves…
As a die-hard atheist, I had always thought “fate” was just nonsense.
Never in my wildest dreams did I think the world actually had phenomena beyond scientific explanation.
But seriously…
The boss looks pretty damn good as a woman.
Especially those sharp, double-lidded fox eyes.
With those thick, fluttering eyelashes, they looked almost alive, like they could speak without words.
I guess the term “electrifying beauty” was made for people like her.
Meanwhile, my features were nowhere near as striking.
Just decently pretty, at best…
…But when it comes to body shape, I totally win!
Absolute victory!
…Wait, why am I even competing over this?!
Right now, our crew of about ten people was holed up in a private KTV room.
This part of town’s KTV joints weren’t exactly “clean”—some even had… extra services.
That’s why the cops didn’t get full cooperation from the staff when they came knocking—which worked out perfectly for us.
At the moment, I was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, subtly lifting my chest to relieve my shoulder pain.
“Boss! Uh—”
A guy with a messy afro burst into the room.
He had been keeping watch outside but stopped when he saw the boss still asleep.
So instead, his eyes landed on me.
“Tian—uh… Sis! There’s been a development outside!”
Sis?!
Why is he still calling the boss “Boss”… but I’m suddenly “Sis”?!
To make matters worse, his tense expression visibly relaxed when he looked at me.
…And did he just blush?!
I may have blacked out from drinking last night, but according to the boss—
I had been shirtless when the curse kicked in…
So when I transformed, everyone got a full view of my bare chest.
…This was 100% my own fault, but knowing that all these guys got free ice cream made my eyebrow twitch in frustration.
I’m a pretty stingy guy, and giving fanservice like this definitely felt like a huge loss.
Feeling slightly irritated, I asked, “What’s up? Is it the cops again?”
“No, not the cops.”
Afro scratched his wild hair and said, “There’s a group of middle school girls outside, asking about the boss.”
“…What? Middle school girls?”
Why the hell would a bunch of middle school girls come poking around a gang hideout?
What kind of suicidal thinking was that?
“Yeah, judging by their uniforms, they’re from that Biyang Girls Academy.”
“WHAT?! Biyang Girls Academy?!”
The “sleeping” boss suddenly shot up from the couch, yanking off the leather jacket covering her face, looking visibly shaken.
“That brat who screwed up our business in the slums claimed to be Biyang’s student council president, right?!
So that means… we must’ve beaten up her friends, and now she’s coming for revenge?”
“Boss, what do we do now?”
It was Lü Le, the guy with the slicked-back hair, his face half-covered by a mask.
“Boss, in your current state, there’s no way you can fight that monster, right?”
The boss swung her arm and smacked Lü Le right on the a̲s̲s̲.
“Bullsh*t! I, ‘Thunder Tiger’ Lei Laohu, only swore not to hit women! But now that I’m a woman myself, why the hell should I be scared of her?!”
“But Boss… your ‘fate curse’ never said turning into a woman would make you immune to it…”
Lü Le cautiously pointed out, as if afraid of getting smacked again.
At this point, it wasn’t just the boss—
Every single one of us was spooked by that so-called “fate curse.”
“Arghhh!! So annoying! So damn annoying!!”
The boss flopped back onto the couch, kicking her legs like a frustrated kid.
“Whatever! Lei Laohu is already ‘dead’ anyway. They can search all they want, but they’ll never find me. We’ll just lay low here for a few days.”
“I mean, they’re students, right? They still have classes to attend. They’ll probably give up after a while.”
“…Boss, they’re on summer break.”
I reminded her.
“…For real?”
She blinked, as if finally realizing what time of year it was.
“Guess it really is about summer break season… Alright, to avoid exposing my situation, from now on, stop calling me ‘Boss.’”
“Boss, you’re abandoning us?!”
“Call me ‘Big Sis’ instead, dumbass!”
“Meow~”
Suddenly, a striped tabby cat appeared in our private KTV room, out of nowhere.
Judging by its lean, well-proportioned frame, it was definitely a stray—
A house cat wouldn’t be this fit.
“Huh? Where’d this cat come from?”
The boss—no, Big Sis—immediately perked up, her eyes sparkling.
For the first time, she actually looked like a girl.
Maybe since her body no longer produced testosterone, her personality was starting to shift too.
Would I also become more and more feminine as time went on?
“Seems like it followed Afro inside.”
Someone answered.
Big Sis grabbed a cold, leftover French fry from the table and offered it to the cat.
The tabby sniffed it… then turned away in disgust.
Clearly, it had no interest in junk food.
“Huh? Cats don’t eat fries?”
None of us had ever owned a cat, so nobody answered.
After tossing the fry into the trash, Big Sis reached out, trying to pet the tabby’s head.
Some stray cats can be aggressive, so I moved closer, ready to kick it away if it tried to claw her face off.
But the cat swiftly dodged her hand, backing all the way to the door—
Unfortunately for the cat, it couldn’t open the KTV door.
The guy standing by the entrance glanced at Big Sis, silently asking if he should let the cat out.
“Why’re you looking at me? Just let it out.”
Though, honestly…
She really wanted to pet it.
After the cat left, Afro went back outside to keep watch.
But it wasn’t long before he rushed back in, looking frantic.
“Boss—oh no, I mean, Big Sis! We’ve got a problem!”
“What the hell, you just left! Why are you back so fast? And what’s with the panic?”
I snapped, irritated by how jumpy he was acting.
“I don’t know how, but that group of middle school girls came straight to this store!”
“Luckily, the KTV staff stopped them at the entrance, saying minors weren’t allowed in… but I don’t think they’ll hold them off for long.”
Son of a —
Is Afro a double agent or something?!
Lü Le suggested, “…We should leave through the back. If the cops get involved, we’re screwed.”
Big Sis rubbed her temples, clearly trying to make a decision.
Then, she stood up from the couch, determined.
“Let’s go. We’ll head to ‘Lose Moonlit’”.
“Even if those middle schoolers know we’re there, they won’t be able to get inside.”
Lose Moonlit.
A high-end bar hidden deep in Basement Level 2 of Tianping Commercial District.
Even in the maze-like underground, it was a notoriously hard-to-find establishment.
I was lucky enough to have followed Big Sis inside once.
That place was on a whole other level.
The insanely high prices, the status of its clientele—
It was a playground for rich kids like Big Sis to flash their wealth and show off.
If Big Sis wasn’t loaded, low-life gangsters like us would never have been able to afford anything in there.
Not that we could afford it anyway…
Looks like the boss is going broke tonight.
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