It's ugly.
Also fat.
It's ugly and fat. Yup. no doubt. Debs, Debs.
"Damn !!"
I slammed her hand mirror on the ground.
"What will happen!"
When I saw myself in the hand mirror, I seemed to have fainted for several hours.
I checked it over and over again. It wasn't a mistake. In the hand mirror was a girl with a chubby, round face and her eyes depressed by the thickness of her flesh. She had acne, whether she was unhealthy or ate only fat.
Such a ugly face is reflected in her hand mirror with an apologetic face. He looked really apologetic and scorned, like a salesman who couldn't get a contract for a month.
The age is probably around 12 to 15 years old. Foreigners do not know their age from their appearance.
Well, I don't care about that.
Why am I a fat, ugly, acne-faced, foreigner, woman, and girl!
This is strange.
Damn, even if you pull your face, it just hurts.
Oh God!
Save me! !!
I don't believe in God.
Ah, what is this!
This fat! Fuck! What will happen!
Even if you punch your belly, it will be pushed back with a nice elasticity.
"Please explain someone!"
That, I can talk. It's a voice, a woman's voice ...
"Ahhhhh"
What is this cute voice!
A nice voice!
In spite of being fat.
"My name is Kobashigawa Death"
I tried to say my name, but I didn't know what it was.
By the way, don't move your body.
I got up with all my might to try it. And I was surprised at the huge body. Perhaps the reason I couldn't get up was because I wasn't feeling well, but it was simply heavier than that.
Although I just got off the bed, I almost fell.
Desperately stretched out on the carpet and stood up. Although I had a slight dizziness, I soon became calm, so I walked slowly.
I wonder what. It's really heavy.
The true self was muscular training, the weight was not so heavy, and the motor nerves were not bad. If you walk fast with a stride, the speed will be as fast as a small girl running.
But what is this? Hmm?
Every time I walked, some meat shook up and down and disturbed me. It's as heavy as a barbell on the whole body. I can't see underneath because I'm hungry with milk. I almost fell down several times and leaned against a chest of drawers and a wall.
There was a small door when I was wandering around the room. When I opened it, it was a small closet, and the back of the door was a full-length mirror. When I saw the sudden reflection, I opened my mouth and completely gave up.
A blonde girl, about 160 centimeters tall and weighing 100 kilograms, was popping her mouth open.
Yes, it's me. It's me.
No, am I?
"Well, Ellie! Don't walk, it touches your body!"
A maid called Claris who came in after opening the door clings to her.
Apparently, the Obahan maid who grabbed the white Puyo Puyo, which seems to be my arm, looked into her face.
"What happened?"
"... Who is this?"
"What are you talking about? Isn't it decided by Ellie?"
"Elie ..."
"Yes, I'm Ellie Golden, the fourth daughter of the venerable Golden family."
"Golden ... Youngjo?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Golden ... Gekijo?"
"Hate. Did you have a private theater?"
"No, somehow ..."
"Well, let's go back to bed."
At the timing when the Obahan maid finished saying or not, I couldn't keep up with this reality and fell asleep.
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I was wandering in the air in the rain.
The raindrops that hit the body slipped through my transparent body, popped on the ground, and were sucked in. In the sky, a huge lightning bolt that seemed to burn just by looking at it ran, making a loud noise and trying to swallow the world.
There is someone on the banks of the pond centered on the big tree.
Is it a pond made by a rich man in a hobby while he was in the mansion? Looking around, there was a sophisticated Azumaya near the pond, with a marble-like table. Furthermore, there was a passage leading to the mansion in the back.
I was worried and proceeded while drifting fluffy to the bank of the pond.
There, a fat, ugly and acne-faced girl in the full-length mirror stood out soaked. The feeling of sadness was something that could not be expressed in words. She didn't try to move, with her face down in despair, which made her look painful.
How long did she do that?
She occasionally clenched her lips, frowned at her, and laughed at her self-deprecation, but with minor facial changes that she would miss if she wasn't watching. I was staring at the situation while floating in the air. I couldn't take my eyes off as it was on the crucifixion.
Eventually the girl cried.
It was sobbing, but it turned into crying without waiting for time.
It was a cry of anger, as if he had given up everything.
As if swallowing lightning, he opened his mouth and screamed.
Somehow my chest became painful.
She couldn't breathe and held her heart with her hands and writhe. I managed to keep her calm by twisting her body so that she wouldn't take the sadness of the girl with her whole body. If she didn't, she was almost crushed by sadness.
She cried the girl for a moment, she took off her sandals with a familiar gesture as if she were taking a bath, and she went into the pond with her clothes on.
She tried to stop.
However, her body doesn't move.
It doesn't work.
In the first place, I was transparent and I was not in a state of having a body. I can't stop her even if she can move.
While I was struggling, she sank into the pond all the way to her chest, holding her hands together and praying. She seems to be tweeting something. I don't know what it is, but I just knew I had to pull her out of the pond early.
Lightning shoots lightning in the sky.
It doesn't matter if it's fat, ugly, or acne. She wanted to help her. I don't know what's going on, but she's probably dying. Is the girl in front of her unhelpful and eligible to call herself a man?
She forced her to move and ran to her.
Because it was floating in the air, it might be more correct to say that it flew. I rushed forward.
However, it was not in time.
When she stopped tweeting, she spread her hands all the way to her smile.
At the same time as the terrible plosives that pierce her eardrums, a thunderstorm turns white in front of her, creating a blast that causes her hair to stand upright. A big tree in the middle of the pond fell down with a screaming noise, and the flames soared.
She was exposed to a large amount of electric current and floated in the pond like a shock-dead fish.
I looked down at her from directly above and unknowingly lost her consciousness.
It took me about five minutes to realize that it was a dream.
When I looked sideways, an obahan maid with a worried look sent a breeze with a fan, and next to me, a legendary beauty was holding my hand.
She died. She died at that time when she was shot by lightning herself. It's probably a reality, not a dream. Or rather, it's my memory, I'm sure.
And I also got drunk in Roppongi and died when I was run over by a black-painted luxury car where I was wandering.
It must be so.
Therefore, what was in a state like a soul was transferred to a girl. Isn't that the case?
That means that I and she both died at that time, and revived in a new state where only the body was Elie and the contents were me.
Really.
Is that so.
So that's it...
Is this a mischief of God?
Is it a mischievous of God?
I can't convince you!
Why am I a handsome guy, ugly, fat, acne, foreigner, woman, girl!
Fuck! This fat!
Even if you punch your belly, it will just be repelled with a nice elasticity.
Because I asked, someone would return to the original appearance yeah yeah yeah!