The Journey of Survival in the Apocalypse After I Became a Beautiful Girl
The apocalypse descended. See how the protagonist, transformed into a beautiful girl, fought her way through hordes of ravenous monsters and protected her chastity.
"Eat shit! Why are there tentacle monsters too!?" the girl said with a disgusted look, covered from head to toe in an unknown liquid.
Volume One: In This Perilous World
Awakening
Wave after wave of dizziness pounded through my head. Everything around me was pitch-black; I couldn't see a thing.
That was probably my first feeling when I'd just woken up.
I sat up in a daze and felt the soft bed beneath me. Though everything around me was pitch-black, I could tell by touch that
this wasn't my old, rickety bed
with its faded, threadbare sheets.
I raised a hand and rubbed my forehead. The dizziness still lingered in my head, and a constant high-pitched ringing filled my ears,
making me feel extremely irritated.
Even in this dazed state, I could still sense that something was wrong.
Was it too quiet?
That wasn't all of it... It felt like there was something between my palm and my forehead.
I gently pinched it. A long, smooth strand slipped between my fingers. That felt like hair, didn't it? When had I grown
such long hair?
Wait... Where was I?
All right, there were too many questions. I should figure out where I was first.
I seemed to... have been walking down the street.
That was right. I clearly remembered the weather had been awful that day. Dark clouds rolled in from the north, sweeping southward, and the scorching sun was gradually swallowed up. The air was muggy and stifling, making it hard to breathe.
That day? It must have been before I woke up. Why was I thinking of that day?
I remembered that an old friend I hadn't seen in ages had asked me out to grab something to eat. The restaurant he'd picked was nearby, only a ten-minute walk or so,
so I hadn't planned to take a car. I'd gone straight there on foot.
I seemed to have been walking along the food street... There were little stalls on both sides. Even though it was so hot that everyone was sweating, lots of people were still strolling along the food street,
and it was bustling.
Right! It had been Sunday. I clearly remembered complaining, "Why are we wandering around on a hot day like this?"
Later, while eating with my friend, the subject came up by chance, and that was how I learned it had been Sunday.
I didn't have a very clear sense of time. I was a web-novel author, and there was no real distinction between holidays and workdays for me.
If I didn't update, I didn't earn money, so I never kept track of what day of the week it was.
Right... It had definitely been a Sunday, sometime in August. What date had it been...
I shook my head. Since I knew roughly when it was, I should figure out what had happened to me and brought me here.
Judging by the length of my hair, and comparing it to how long it was now... Wait! Something was wrong!!
How could my hair possibly be this long??
I followed the roots of my hair with my fingers, running them down from the top of my head until they reached somewhere near my butt! Hair this long couldn't possibly be mine!
No, that didn't make sense either! If this hair was mine, then I'd have to have been asleep for at least ten years for my old crew cut to grow all the way down to my waist.
...I was a man.
If it wasn't mine...
That was impossible too!!
I gave it a gentle tug. A sharp pain came from my scalp. This really was my hair!!
I tugged it again, then let out a sigh and tossed it behind me. I looked around. It was pitch-black, and I could barely make out anything. There were only a few blurry shadows,
just enough to tell whether there was anything in front of me.
This looked like a hotel room, didn't it? There was a bed... and even two of them?
I got out of bed. I could clearly feel dust beneath my feet, though there was only a thin layer of it. Beneath the dust was cold tile.
"How long has it been since this place was cleaned?" I muttered, looking at the floor I couldn't see.
But... the moment those words left my mouth, I froze completely.
That wasn't my voice...
"I..." A low, feminine voice came from my mouth, accompanied by the slight vibration of my throat??
"Is... this a dream?" I instinctively touched my throat...
No... It was really gone. My Adam's apple!
I was a man! How could I have no Adam's apple?!!
Could it be—
My eyes widened. I couldn't see what was on my chest, but the faint outline and the strange sensation there filled me with a terrible foreboding!
Without a second thought, I reached out and clamped both hands over my chest...
Why say "clamped" instead of "touched"? Anyone who'd experienced firsthand how these things were too big to fit in one hand would understand...
"How is this possible!!" I cried out in shock. My voice echoed throughout the room. But what sent an even more chilling sensation through me was that those words seemed to act like a switch. In an instant, strange, low growls rang out from the corridors of this unfamiliar building, accompanied by a series of clattering noises.
The low growls made my skin crawl, and the rapid, inhuman footsteps filled me with fear. I could no longer worry about why two lumps of several pounds of fat had appeared on my chest. I hurriedly covered my mouth, instinctively sat back down on the bed behind me, and crept under the covers.
I pulled the blanket over my head and didn't dare make a sound. I held my breath and listened carefully to what was happening outside.
The growling continued. Chaotic footsteps raced wildly through the corridors, completely out of rhythm. From time to time, I heard things falling and crashing,
turning the building from dead silence into a place of frenzied activity. But to me, that activity was terrifying.
What had happened...
And I still had no idea what had just passed by in the hallway outside. Those inhuman footsteps and the sound of something scraping across the floor
made my skin crawl.
It was far too dark around me to make out anything in the room. But... every room should have a window.
After thinking it over, I decided not to open the door just yet. My situation was strange and terrifying. I should at least wait until I could see what was in front of me before deciding what to do.
After all, eighty percent of the information humans gathered came through their eyes.
I crept out of bed again, doing my best to keep my footsteps quiet. Walking barefoot across the floor was pretty cold, though the weather seemed hot. The room was probably close to thirty degrees.
I reached out and felt my way forward, taking one slow step at a time. Suddenly, my arm seemed to bump into something cold. A clattering sound followed, and I hurriedly reached out,
grabbing what felt like... an iron pole?
Wait...
An iron pole?
A bed... a quilt... an iron pole standing beside the bed... and the things I remembered happening...
Could it be... that I was in a hospital?
Maybe... that could explain a few things.
Like these loose clothes I was wearing.
Just as I was thinking that, a sudden burst of hurried footsteps came from outside the door. Then the footsteps stopped abruptly!
Something... was right outside the door!!
I immediately turned toward it, lifting the iron pole in my hand... which was actually an IV stand. It was unexpectedly light, but it felt solid to the touch. Its surface seemed to be coated with something and was very smooth.
As the sound faded, my ears gradually grew more sensitive. Everything around me was silent. There wasn't a single car horn or even an insect chirping. The silence was terrifying...
Suddenly!! A muffled BANG! came from right in front of me!
Was something trying to smash through the door?!!
The sound stopped, and silence returned. I couldn't see in that direction at all. I could only use my hearing to judge where the door was. But as I listened carefully, I heard a very heavy breathing sound outside.
The breathing was calm, but... very rough. Judging by its rhythm... it sounded like someone standing outside the door.
I moved forward softly, without lowering the IV stand in my hand. I felt my way along as I focused on the space ahead, though... I still couldn't see anything.