"Who the hell dressed me in this outfit!?"
bellowed Ailin in rage. He, a 7-foot-tall man, was wearing a nightgown fit for a woman. It was a serious affront to his dignity.
"If I find out who did this to me, I'll make sure to give them a beating!"
Even as he reached to tear off the nightgown that exuded a strong feminine scent, Ailin saw two large slimes through the neckline.
"This..."
Ailin's mind buzzed, and he felt a thunderclap reverberating in his head.
In a panic, he reached down instinctively, only to find nothing there.
"Ahhh!!"
Ailin let out a sorrowful wail, but the wail soon transformed into a girlish scream.
"What's wrong, Ailin?"
The door suddenly opened and an middle-aged man and woman rushed in with worry.
"Nothing, nothing! My good brother is gone!"
Tears streamed down Ailin's eyes as he cried out in despair.
"Your brother is gone? Ailin, did you have a fight with your friend?"
The man and woman looked at each other, thinking that their daughter was upset due to a quarrel with her friend. Just as they were about to move forward to comfort her, they saw Ailin suddenly cover her head and fall to the ground.
"Ahhh!!"
Ailin writhed on the floor in anguish, as a strange memory flooded his mind, causing his head to pound.
After about thirty seconds, the flood of memories stopped and Ailin ceased his writhing. He lay motionless on the wooden floor, as if digesting this unfamiliar memory.
After a long while, Ailin had processed the memory. From it, he learned that he had crossed over to the continent of Titater, and had been reincarnated into the body of the future knight—Ailin.
It took him quite some time to accept the fact that he had become a girl.
His eyes eventually regained clarity and looked towards the middle-aged man and woman who were anxiously asking if he was okay.
These two were Ailin's father and mother.
Now that he was Ailin, these couple were his parents.
He forced a nonchalant expression and smiled softly, then said, "Mum, Dad, I'm fine, don't worry."
Upon hearing that their daughter was fine, the middle-aged man and woman breathed a sigh of relief, yet their faces still exuded worry.
Now that Ailin had accepted this couple as his parents, it meant that he had accepted his new identity.
And it was at this moment that a strange phenomenon occurred!
A chill wind suddenly swept through the pink room, growing larger and larger until it formed a small tornado within the room.
The temperature in the room plummeted with the intensification of the tornado, frost clinging to the pink deer walls, with a series of crisp freezing sounds.
Ice and snow danced around Ailin, centered around him.
Then, a dazzling icy-blue eye and a beautiful longbow emerged from the snow, landing in Ailin's arms.