If You Don't Want to Be a Man, Then Be a Woman

Even the emperor's rewards were given to her subordinates without keeping a single penny for herself, or to the families of the fallen soldiers.

Besides, it was mainly because the army was headed by General Budo.

That was a stubborn and pedantic old man who not only refused to accept any bribes but also ignored all matters of state. Otherwise, how could Minister Honest have been able to stir up trouble there?

Not to mention that even a naturally gifted general like Esdeath, with exceptional abilities, spent many days climbing to the position of vice-general.

It looks like I'll be promoted again soon.

"Hey, who is it?! Can't you see where you're going?!"

Just as he was lost in thought, he seemed to bump into someone.

No, to be precise, it wasn't that he bumped into someone. With his abilities, he couldn't possibly have bumped into someone while walking. It just so happened that the door next to him opened, and someone walked out and bumped into him, causing the person to fall down with a thud.

The person was wearing a white coat and didn't look like a doctor; they looked more like a researcher.

He wore black-rimmed glasses, had a bit of stubble on his chin, and a tuft of white highlights in his black hair. For some reason, his voice sounded a bit effeminate.

"Are you alright?" Mahiro stopped and asked calmly.

The man had initially raised his eyebrows in anger, ready to hurl insults, but upon seeing Mahiro and refined appearance, with his meticulously sculpted features, he immediately swallowed his words.

Instead, she spoke in a soft, coquettish voice:

"Oh dear, I think I've twisted my ankle. Could you please help me to the infirmary?"

It's a bit disgusting.

But...

"The infirmary? Where is it?"

"Oh, you must be new here, no wonder you didn't recognize me. My name is Dr. Fashion, and I'm in charge of the Empire's medical and technological research. Actually, you could say I'm assigned to the Imperial Capital Guard Corps."

Upon hearing this name, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

No wonder he's so effeminate; it's that guy, the weirdo who loves doing human experiments.

However, this guy is still somewhat useful, especially the body-enhancing potion he made for Kurome; perhaps it can help enhance the effects of his own potion.

For example, the abilities of super dangerous species that fuse with points, like Tyrant's.

Not to mention, this guy seems to have some connections with the Assassination Department, so we could take this opportunity to make contact with him.

So he said in a gentle tone:

"Hello, I am Yotsuba Mahiro, the new captain of the Imperial Capital Guard Corps, and I am currently undergoing basic training under Lady Esdeath."

Dr. Fashion shuddered involuntarily upon hearing Esdeath's name, after all, her sadistic personality was infamous.

It was precisely because he enjoyed torture that he had far fewer test subjects.

However, upon hearing that he was from the Imperial Capital Guard Corps, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now that you mention it, we're still colleagues! I hope you'll take care of me in the future!"

Mahiro helped him up from the ground, and the guy leaned against him, looking like he wanted to devour him.

He's not a male ketone, and he has no interest in that kind of thing.

So, out of sheer instinct, he grabbed the other person's arm, spun them 360 degrees, and slammed Dr. Fashion against the wall.

It's like a mural, embedded in the wall.

Yotsuba Mahiro: "..."

What if you accidentally use too much force and turn someone into a mural?

I need help urgently.

Chapter 121 Since you don't want to be a man, then be a woman (5K)

"So, just how skewed has the technology tree of this world gone...?"

Inside the medical room, Yotsuba Mahiro scratched his head in apparent distress at the sight of the dazzling array of medical equipment, while Dr. Fashion, whom he had tossed onto the operating table, remained unconscious.

It's truly unbelievable that in such a backward era, they were able to manufacture high-tech instruments comparable to those of modern times.

And if I remember correctly, the Supreme Imperial Arm that the young emperor piloted was a Gundam that could fire lasers.

In addition to melee weapons, some members of the security force also carried automatic firearms.

It's simply outrageous.

"Hiss... That's strange, why did I suddenly faint, and..."

Dr. Fashion slowly awoke in excruciating pain to find himself lying on an operating table.

Not only that, Dr. Fashion also felt pain all over his body, as if his body was about to fall apart.

It wasn't until he saw that handsome young man again that he suddenly understood.

"You bastard, what incredibly rude things did you do to me while I was unconscious?! I don't object to what you wanted to do, but why didn't you wake me up?!"

"..."

Yotsuba Mahiro lost his composure.

I'll fuck your sister!

Seeing Dr. Fashion lunging at him menacingly from the operating table, he merely shifted his feet slightly.

Thump!

Dr. Fashion suddenly fell off the operating table.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch... You're such a heartless man, why didn't you catch me!" Dr. Fashion lay on the ground, adjusting her glasses, and turned back to look at him with a resentful expression.

That damn gay guy!

Mahiro couldn't hold back and immediately stomped down hard, making the dead male ketone, which was like a filthy bedbug, howl in pain.

"You just wait and see! First of all, I didn't do anything to you! I was the one who kindly moved you here, and this is how you treat your benefactor!"

Secondly, I'm not interested in men!!!

With each word spoken, Mahiro would press his foot harder, as if he wanted to crush the other person.

"Ah... ah... I know, I know, please let go of me, don't step on me anymore, it'll break if you keep stepping on it..."

Dr. Fashion let out a series of soft moans, making him so disgusted that he quickly moved his feet away.

Despite having the face of an older man, he puts on a tearful, pleading act, as if saying, "Please have pity on me."

Unable to resist any longer, Yotsuba Mahiro made a decision that went against his ancestors' wishes.

He pulled out his CAD and pointed it at Dr. Fashion.

"What... what are you going to do?" Dr. Fashion exclaimed in surprise when he saw the dark muzzle of the gun.

"I'll give you a personality makeover."

Mahiro's eyes were lifeless as he coldly said, "Didn't you dislike being a man? So I'll grant your wish."

As he spoke, he pulled the trigger.

[Analysis of target intelligence complete.]

[Begin Reconstruction target intelligence.]

[Reorganization initiated.]

[Reconstruction complete.]

After a flash of light, Dr. Fashion was astonished to find a large bulge appearing on his chest, and his third leg had vanished!

"Huh... I've turned into a woman?!"

She gasped in surprise, realizing her voice had become thin and weak. She even forgot the pain in her body and kept groping her body with her hands.

After discovering that she had indeed undergone gender reassignment surgery, she raised her head with intense excitement in her eyes, unable to resist the urge to be with Mahiro. So she pounced on Mahiro like a tiger.

"Boy, I understand what you mean. You don't like men, so you turned me into a woman, and then you plan to be with me..."

"Get lost!"

Yotsuba Mahiro showed no mercy, kicking the other person in the stomach.

Dr. Fashion suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground, and Mahiro stepped on him again.

Even if I were to become a woman instead of a man, I still wouldn't like it.

"Ah, if that's the case, then why did you go to all that trouble to turn me into a woman!"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to make your disgusting behavior seem more reasonable, so as not to cause me physical discomfort."

Mahiro said, "By the way, you can go play by yourself."

As she spoke, Yotsuba Mahiro the trigger again, and a large gift package appeared, scattering across Dr. Fashion's body.

Dr. Fashion was stunned.

Although he had invented some of these things, none of them had as many variations as this!

Moreover, this one is much larger and makes a strange "buzzing" sound.

As if he had discovered an ultimate artifact, he excitedly got up from the ground, grabbed the items, and couldn't wait to try them out.

A few seconds later, Dr. Fashion began to writhe on the ground, making whimpering noises.

Mahiro had no interest in men, let alone women who had transitioned from men, so she went to a corner of the infirmary.

Look at those corpses of condemned prisoners, preserved as specimens in jars.

These are all failures created by Dr. Fashion.

Just by looking at him, you can tell that this guy is indeed very smart and capable.

It might even be no worse than Sumire Muroto.

Although he's a freak, if this guy could enhance the potion a second time, he might be able to restore Maya Yotsuba.

He didn't know when it started, but restoring Maya Yotsuba's health had become one of his goals.

Maybe it's because they're bored.

After realizing this, Yotsuba Mahiro comforted herself in this way.

"B, Boy... you're amazing! And the power you just used on me was really effective, almost like a Teigu! Are you a Teigu user?"

Half an hour later, Dr. Fashion finally stopped convulsing and slowly stood up from the ground, though her heels were still a little weak.

But both the works that Mahiro gave her and the abilities she had just used were a revelation to her.

Dr. Fashion had long harbored the idea of transforming herself into a woman, though she disliked other women, it was merely a basic "same-sex" repulsion.

Dr. Fashion believes that someone as beautiful as herself should be a delicate rose.

However, after several experiments, she couldn't help but give up because the failure rate was too high, and even if there were no failures, the defects were significant.

Dr. Fashion has never seen a change like this before, one that is painless and without any defects.

A tremendous sense of admiration immediately welled up in my heart.

That's obvious, since his surgery restructures and rewrites the underlying logic of genes. Ordinary surgery and drug stimulation are nowhere near as fast and safe as this kind of rewriting.

However, Dr. Fashion had some doubts. In her memory, among the forty-eight Imperial Arms, only Gaia Foundation seemed capable of achieving such a level of skill.

But it feels different?

"I am not a Teigu user; this is just a little trick of mine."

"By the way," Mahiro said softly, gazing at the female corpse in the specimen jar, "Are you making an enhancement potion?"

"That's right, you actually managed to tell, Mahiro Boy~"

Dr. Fashion carefully treasured the toy, seemingly having grown accustomed to her current gender. She then swayed her hips and walked over with graceful steps, adjusting her glasses as she approached the enormous jar in front of her.

"Although I personally don't particularly like them, this is a commission from the Assassination Department, and these in the jars are just failed attempts. My finished product will be much better than these."

"Wow~ Really?"

"Mahiro Boy, are you interested?"