“Wow, it's so dusty in here” I looked at the messy living room, the furniture are covered in thick layers of dust. All the other rooms should be in similar states as well. After all, it had been quite some time since I last stepped foot in here. It’s nice to be back though, even if the house feels emptier, I wiped away my tears and continues noting on what to organize first.

My parents passed away 3 years ago in a tragic accident. Despite being the oldest child, I was barely a young boy of 13 at the time. My little sister and I had no choice but to live with our widowed aunt in the countryside, up until I graduated junior high. I've just turned 16, but I believe we're gonna be fine living on our own, no longer wanting to burden our kind aunt. My highschool days are scheduled to begin in a few weeks, not that I’m excited very keen about it. As for my baby sister, she is due to arrive next week as there was a delay in preparing her school transfer documents. She's a year younger than me, and having to move during her last year of junior high must be very upsetting for her. I felt bad for her, but she's a strong girl. We both are.

Anyway, the place I’m standing in now is nonother than my parent’s house, or it was, it's my responsibility to look after it now. The house itself is a fairly large. Consisting of 2 floors, each with their own respective bedrooms and bathrooms, and for unknown reasons, a few empty storage rooms that can be converted into guestrooms if the need arise. We were a pretty private family, the amount of times we've had guests over was roughly once or twice. My bedroom is located by the stairs on the second floor, with my sister's right next to mine. So It is I, Sora the Doorman's duty to receive my parents when they came home from work. I felt my eyes getting hot. They're now memories of the past, it's best to cherish them.

We live in a quiet neighborhood just outside of city, only a station away from the high school that I will be attending. I don't have to commute very far, which is great. I glanced at the pile of boxes near the house entrance. Yep, still need to unpack, the moving services just dropped them off this morning. But how did they even manage to get the boxes inside? I’m pretty sure the door has a durable working lock with 2 keys, both held by us, the Itsuki siblings. Did I perchance, hired some really shady guys? I’ll remember to change the lock ASAP, as you can never be too careful in this world.

I rummaged through the boxes and found pictures of us celebrating my birthday party. Looking at their smiling faces makes me wanna cry again, let’s put that somewhere safe for now. It's best to start unpacking, I have to clean and move all the stuff into their respective rooms. It’s currently 1pm, but I haven't even had lunch yet, this is going to be one long afternoon…

…Phew finally done, I glanced at the newly mounted digital clock indicating 5 pm. I haven’t finished unpacking everything yet but I’ve covered over half of the the boxes. What a fairly productive day. I should get dressed and heads out for dinner then. As I was getting dressed, I saw my relfection in the mirror. Standing at an average height of 1.7m, with slanted eyes that looks sort of mean. Short black silky hair and not to brag but with my sharp complexion, I think I’m a pretty okay-looking guy, my dark grey eyes are really quite something to look at. Not that telling myself I'm not bad looking will fix my inferiority complex. Well whatever, not like I have any plan of dating any girl, atleast not during my first year of highschool anyway.

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I grabbed a ready-to-eat pack of fried rice and an aloe vera drink from the nearby 7-elephant store and heads back home. Went inside just in time as the sun was about to set. I looked at the clock, 6:00PM. Crap…

Immediately, I can feel heat coursing through my body, my point of view shrunk. My chest suddently feels heavier due to sudden appearance of two moderately sized lumps replacing the normally flat, muscular pecs. I became abit nauseous and disorientied at the abrupt changes, not to exagerate but I turned into a girl. There's no need to confirm it, as it is a daily occurrence whenever the sun sets, I sat down to stop myself from barfing out my nonexistent lunch. Hmm? You want to know how I became like this? It's been that way since I came into this world. A very bizarre heredity condition that runs in our family.

According to legends passed down from my parents, a few centuries ago, our family was cursed. The reasons has been since lost to time, I was told it was from a woman who, at the time was in love with an Itsuki man but was forced to stay away due to the difference in social status, or it was due to grudges from a rival family. It seems like we were quite a prominent family back then, probably a very wealthy and powerful clan. Well whatever the true reason was, us, the Itsukis are doomed to suffer endless days of gender changes, unless one were to find their soul mate. Only then will their condition stabilizes and are presented with choices, being allowed to choose whichever gender they prefer, thus becoming their permanent sex. As I was born a male, my alternate form is that of a female which will only appear when the sun sets, exactly at 6PM. And just to make things clear, I don't go around preying on men like a female succubus at night, it's not that kind of curse!

Well, enough explaining for today, better eat before dinner gets cold. I also desperately, needs a bath. Nothing beats hot baths after a long day. Immediately after cleaning up, I went straight to prepare the bath, in loose boxers. With nothing on except my undies. Post-transformation, my shirts became too tight, same goes for the lower clothings. My female body proportions makes wearing male clothings a suffocating ordeal. Not that I dislike wearing clothes when I'm home alone. Might as well enjoy every little bit of freedom before my little sister arrives.

As I was washing myself, humming a popular song in front of the bathroom mirror, I impulsively stares at myself again. Short black hair, just reaching up to my shoulders, almond-shaped eyes with greyish-black irises, adorned with a tiny and sharp nose beautifully decorated with full yet small lips, a living breathing Angel, just kidding. But it's not a stretch to say that I'm unbelievably cute in my female form. I’ve also been cursed with a pair of beautiful plums as well, as they’ve been growing diligently during my middle school growth spurt. I gave them a squeeze, soft! I’m not a pervert or anything! It is afterall my own body which I'm accustomed to after 16 years! But honestly, there are days where I forgot that my life can't be considered as "normal" compared to others. Anyway, Let’s work hard so that we won't be discovered and kidnapped to be experimented on.

I got out of the bath, dried my hair with a towel, then carefully blow-dried it. Next is body maintenance or should I say beauty maintenance. Apply some moisturizer, night facial serum, a few blob of lotion and done. Don’t look down on a virgin boy, I'm confident that I'm expert when it comes to skincare, I'm a man with an extensive knowledge of the woman’s body. Hm sounds perverted…but Sora Itsuki is not a person with that much pride to lose.

I put on my PJs and heads to my room, the digital clock next to the bed flashed 9PM. Still early but I’m already dead tired. Knowing that it's going to be a busy day tomorrow, I resigned to the sleepiness, switched off the lights and as fast as I could, ran and jumped straight onto the bed while expertly pulling the blanket over myself. I’m not afraid of ghosts! I’m living alone in an empty house, it’s a totally normal thing to do.

While pondering over useless things, I can feel myself drifting away into the land of dreams…

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