Bro’s drunk, right? Totally drunk! So I can joke around, can’t I? Yeah?

I closed my eyes, hands clasped before the candle flames, and whispered sincerely, “Bro… I want to become a girl… ’cause then… I can stay with you… forever…”

I opened my eyes, took a deep breath, and blew hard. All twelve candles snuffed out at once.

Darkness swallowed the room. A tightness gripped my chest—then came the snoring.

I fumbled to the light switch and flipped it on. There he was: Bro sprawled face-down on the table like a dead weight. I crept over and poked his cheek.

Once… twice… thrice… four times… five times… Oops. Got hooked on poking. Not good. I leaned beside him, gazing at his profile.

“Bro really is handsome…”

Just then, a sweet voice floated in. Just from the sound, I knew she had to be super cute…

Hmm… Does Bro have a girlfriend? With his looks, it’s not weird. But I still wanna see if she’s good enough for him.

Yeah, I just wanna meet her—not chase away girls around Bro!

My heart sank. Bro’ll marry someday. I’m not selfish. I can’t steal his happiness for mine.

I gathered courage and whispered, “Um, there’s…”

I clamped a hand over my mouth and bolted to the bathroom.

…

In the mirror, a cute girl stared back, face dotted with water droplets. One spot on her fair cheek was slightly red—as if pinched hard.

So it’s real… My wish actually came true! I just said it to make Bro laugh. Never expected this.

What now? Suddenly a girl—I’ve zero experience!

Oh no… I even started saying “I” all girly. Am I stuck like this forever?

Wait… I’m a girl. Bro’s a guy. That means I can marry him! Staying together is possible!

Right! As a boy, I got bullied—weak, bad grades, no talent… But as this cute girl? All flaws become moe points. Awesome!

I studied my reflection closely. Verdict: I’m ridiculously adorable!

With this face, I’ll totally win Bro over—even if he resists at first!

“Alright~ Bro-conquering mode: activated!”

I patted my cheeks and struck a super energetic pose.

“Like this~ I’ll absolutely snag him! Bring on his secret admirers!”

I flashed a victory smile and stepped out.

I dragged drunk Bro to his room. Why drag? Girl-strength’s way weaker… I’m dying from this.

After a huge effort, I hauled him onto the bed. Panting, cheeks burning, eyelids heavy—I collapsed backward…

Thud—I heard myself hit the mattress. Then darkness swallowed me.