An Unwelcome Transformation – Chapter 41

When next I woke up, the morning sun was shining so brightly into my small bedchamber that it was hard for me to open my tired eyes. Once I managed that, I let out a big yawn and then turned over to my other side, my mind now back to what had happened last night.

“Grandfather Kenjiro,” I said under my breath, smiling. My heart swelled with a sense of accomplishment.

Finally, I had managed to get in contact with a family member, my grandfather, from the other side. After this, he’d be able to send a message to my parents to tell them that I was here in the Aurora Realm and doing just fine, which undoubtedly would both set them at ease as well as freak them out. I mean, their daughter had been magically transported to another realm, after all. What parents wouldn’t be freaked out by that?

I chuckled lightly, imagining Mom’s and Dad’s shocked expressions at hearing the news. Of course, Mom would be very upset that grandfather would tell them such an unsavory tale at a wretched time like this, while Dad would ask for details. Perhaps he couldn’t imagine that something like that could be real, after all, never mind the fact that he was a fantasy author with boundless creativity and imagination.

God, I missed them, my family. Of course, there was no doubt that they’d be out of their minds with worry about me now that it had been weeks since I had disappeared.

I sat up straight and then released a big sigh, my mind now on the day ahead instead. I supposed I should get cleaned up and ready for the day. After all, I did promise to accompany Leona, Aria, and Brenna to visit Mariann at Butterflies Paradise, along with some deliciously homecooked food as gifts for the unwell woman.

I enthusiastically got out of bed, my mind now racing with the endless possibilities of what delicious dishes I should make.

Since I’d be cooking food for a sick person, I had to think of something that would be easy to consume and digest. I guessed porridge would be best, as it was light as well as tasty and filling. As a side dish, I’d do an Asian egg omelet. That usually went well with a simple porridge.

With the menu for Mariann’s meal sorted, I grabbed my clothing for the day, a pair of trousers along with a white blouse and a dark blazer. After retrieving my toiletry basket, I headed out the door and down the stairs to the bathing chamber.

As I was walking along the hallway, I didn’t miss the fact that my head and chest felt rather heavy, which was unusual. I cocked my head to one side, wondering why. Perhaps, I decided then, it had something to do with last night. Perhaps being spiritually transferred, connecting with the universe, and meeting my grandfather through dream had this sort of side effect, which resulted in me feeling this heavy weight. I decided that I’d ask Aria later if this was the case.

It was already nine in the morning, and I noticed that none of the girls were up yet. Of course, Aria had been helping me last night, and we didn’t finish until very late. In addition, she was very tired after expending so much qi in helping me.

I reached the common bathing chamber and headed in, closing the door behind me with a firm click. Then I proceeded to brush my teeth with the aromatic-flavored toothpaste. Once done and feeling fresh, I stripped myself naked and headed into the shower, enjoying my time there, washing my body with the lavender-scented shower gel that Aria had given me and shampooing my very long hair.

I sighed. This was one other reason why I had cut my hair short, as in boy short, because having long hair was hard to maintain. And to think that I had only had it cut about two weeks ago, the same day I had been transported into this realm.

My hands froze on my hair.

Eh? I was right, wasn’t I? In that I had only had my hair cut just two weeks ago…

Suddenly, my heart started racing.

What the hell happened?

“My hair!” I said, flabbergasted. “What happened?”

It was long again, right back to its original length, which was my waist. I raided my gray cells, searching for an answer as to how this could have come about.

Then it clicked.

The hair potion Lord Noah gave me as a gift the other day!

Oh. My. Lord.

I quickly rinsed off the remaining shampoo still on my hair and then rushed out of the shower cubicle. Then I went to examine myself through the mirror.

Staring back at me was a girl with long, silky ebony hair that came all the way down to her waist. Her oval face was flushed; her dark-brown eyes were bright, and her lips were blood red. Not to mention her skin, which was so pale and translucent.

“What the hell happened to me?” I asked into the empty room. Of course, no one replied since I was here all alone. Astounded, I said, “I look like Snow White!”

With trembling hands, I touched the soft strands of my hair, wondering what the hell I was supposed to do. I mean, what if people, especially the lords and the girls, saw me like this? There was no way they’d believe that I was a boy, right?

Cut! I needed to cut it again. But first, I needed to find a pair of scissors.

I hunted around for one in my toiletry basket, but of course, as expected, I couldn’t find one. I knew very well that I didn’t have one in the first place.

My mind flicked through the possibilities, and then it hit me. There should be one in the kitchen, right?

Decision made, I decided that I’d get dressed first and then rush over to the kitchen to get a pair of scissors.

I grabbed a towel and started gathering my hair to one side of my shoulder when I noticed a pair of soft mounds on my chest that weren’t there before.

I blinked, confused.

I was sure I had small breasts, in the A-cup range. So why were there two very plump mounds sitting so proudly and elegantly upon me? They were so plump, in fact, that the ruby rose pendant was hidden between the valley of the two mounds.

With trembling hands, I cupped them, one in each hand, and I very nearly screamed my head off.

What. The. Fucking. Hell?

My hands couldn’t even cover the flesh. My breasts had grown from an A-cup to a C-cup overnight? How could this have happened?

Testing and squeezing my soft breasts in my hands, I searched my brain, trying to figure out what could have caused this. I mean, it couldn’t be the hair shampoo that Lord Noah had given me, right?

Then it clicked. Lord Noah had given me something else, too.