Today, on the commercial street of Kyoto, a beautiful girl appeared whom no one had ever seen before.

She was dressed in a white button-up shirt school uniform, a checkered mini skirt, black knee-high socks, and black leather shoes.

Her jet-black long straight hair hung down her back, swaying with each step she took, reflecting a glossy black sheen.

The most captivating aspect was her figure.

Although she was young and didn't have imposing mountains,

the vast airport didn't detract from the attention people gave her.

Why?

It was because of her tall figure over 5'7", slender legs, and every move she made, leading everyone to speculate if she was a famous model in disguise out shopping.

But they all guessed wrong.

She wasn't a model.

She wasn't even a beautiful girl.

She wasn't even a girl.

This was Chongzong Uesugi, a cross-dressing big shot.

- "It's so weird down there," feeling very strange underneath.

This was Chongzong's first experience wearing a skirt, feeling extremely uneasy.

He just couldn't shake off the feeling of insecurity.

He really wondered how girls got used to this feeling of wearing skirts.

And the long wig kept scratching his neck, making him feel itchy.

All of this was thanks to the Night Yakushi Chief Nurse.

Her backpack was like a treasure trove with everything inside it.

But why did she carry those clothes, skirts, shoes that didn't fit her figure in it, Chongzong didn't understand.

It was all too perfect.

As if she knew Chongzong would face difficulties and intentionally brought them along to help him change.

- No, that's impossible, no one else knew about these things, it's impossible.

- Even I had just learned about Kuroda's appearance and had just decided to sneak back into the shopping street.

It must be just a coincidence.

But when he recalled the passionate, even fanatical way the Night Yakushi Chief Nurse had helped him change outfits, Chongzong felt he couldn't convince himself otherwise.

Better not to dwell on it.

- Focus, focus.

- Yes, I'm here to gather intelligence on the enemy.

Chongzong kept brainwashing himself, making himself forget that he was currently cross-dressing, forget about the Night Yakushi Chief Nurse.

- I'm Chongko, a high school girl, out shopping for the first time today to buy salt and sugar for my mom's errand.

- I'm Chongko, a high school girl, out shopping for the first time today to buy salt and sugar for my mom's errand.

- I'm Chongko, a high school girl, out shopping for the first time today to buy salt and sugar for my mom's errand.

"Little girl, how about some fresh chicken breast!" (Butcher)

Walking down the street, the uncle from the butcher shop by the roadside shouted out to Chongzong to strike up a conversation. Surprisingly, the response came from a slightly high-pitched voice of a young girl.

"No, thank you ~" (Chongzi)

Even with this instinctive response, Chongzong had automatically adopted a feminine voice.

Now, he, no, she...

She had become one hundred percent Chongzi!

With light steps, Chongzi strolled leisurely through the shopping street. Although she had a shopping task assigned by her mother, she couldn't help but linger in front of various dessert shops.

Pausing in front of the cola cake shop for a while.

Glancing around at the ice cream shop.

Her slightly aloof yet pretty figure inevitably drew the attention of many passersby.

There were business owners who wanted to use shopping as an excuse to get close to her.

There were students passing by like her.

And there were members of the Kuroda gang.

A few gang members wearing T-shirts and shorts, hands in their pockets, gold chains hanging around their necks, silently surrounded Chongzi.