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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 produce high-tech instruments comparable to those of modern times.

And if I remember correctly, the Supreme Imperial Arms ridden by the young emperor 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 almost 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.

Boom!

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!

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

"You better remember this! 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, Zhenxun 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 delicate moans, which disgusted him so much that he quickly moved his feet away.

Despite having the face of an older man, he puts on a tearful, pleading look, 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."

Shinjiro'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 information complete.]

[Initiating the reconstruction of 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..."

"Fuck off!"

Yotsuba Mahiro showed no mercy and kicked the other person in the stomach.

Dr. Fashion suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground, and Mahiro stepped on it 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 pulled the trigger again, and a large gift package appeared and fell haphazardly onto Dr. Fashion.

Dr. Fashion was stunned.

Although he had invented some of these things, there were definitely not 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 things, and couldn't wait to try them out.

A few seconds later, Dr. Fashion began to writhe on the ground, making a series of whimpering sounds.

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 death row inmates that have been preserved as specimens in jars.

These are all failures created by Dr. Fashion.

Just by analyzing it with his "eyes," you can see 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 Yotsuba Maya.

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

Perhaps 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 eye-opening.

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 still 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 to be able to achieve 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," Shinji said softly, gazing at the female corpse in the specimen jar, "you're making an enhancement potion?"

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

Dr. Fashion carefully treasured the toy, seemingly having grown accustomed to her current gender. She 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 squad, and these in the jars are just failed attempts. My finished product will be much better than these."

"Wow~ Really?"

"Makoto Boy, are you interested?"

Noticing a slight shift in his gaze, Dr. Fashion directly invited, "If you're interested, you can come and watch or help when I inject my adorable experimental subjects next time."

Consider this my way of repaying you for your inventions, how about it?

"That would be exactly what I wanted."

A slow smile crept onto Makoto's lips.

Although the process was a bit absurd, the ending was good, at least it connected with Dr. Fashion.

When we meet again next time, I'll be able to see Akame's sister, Kurome, right?

After all, black eyes were one of Dr. Fashion's experimental subjects...

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However, not long after Yotsuba Mahiro left, Dr. Fashion's medical room received a strange guest.

He was wearing a pure black coat, and his slightly hunched posture as he walked slowly forward gave him a somewhat sinister air.

In particular, his appearance was quite ferocious. His face was covered with several centipede-shaped scars, and his left eye was fitted with a single lens, mimicking that of an English gentleman, but this only made him look more menacing. Not to mention, he also had a bald head.

He looks like a strong person.

He pushed open the door and found Dr. Stylish and precise fingers seemingly fiddling with and studying some kind of strip-shaped instrument.

"Sorry, did I bother you?"

"Oh, so it's the head of the assassination department who has graced us with his presence. You actually have the time to come see me, there must be something you need."

After carefully putting it away, Dr. Fashion looked at the visitor and asked in surprise.

The Empire's assassination squad is a secret force established only a few years ago. It was cobbled together by Minister Ernest and a man named West Palace. Their main responsibility is to train outstanding assassins to wipe out any rebels emerging within the Empire.

However, the head of the assassination squad was slightly taken aback when he saw that Dr. Fashion seemed to have changed and was now exuding a strong feminine charm.

But he quickly came to his senses.

I guess this Dr. Fashion experimented with something again and then applied it to himself?

So he cleared his throat and said:

"Ahem, Dr. Fashion, it's been a while since I last visited. Is the body-enhancing potion I commissioned you to make finished?"

Dr. Fashion frowned and said, puzzled:

"The time hasn't come yet. You only proposed the plan last year. You should give me at least three or four years to develop it. What we've just completed is just a prototype, and the side effects are quite significant."

"That's enough. There's no time to dawdle."

The bald minister shook his head and said, "Just recently, news came that Gozchi, who was in charge of training the elite assassination squad, has died. As a result, I have no choice but to suspend the elite team's training and order them to be brought back to the capital!"

If there really isn't a suitable instructor, I plan to have these few carefully selected children from the hundred injected with the drug together, and then I'll train them myself.

The bald-headed leader spoke in a tone devoid of joy or sorrow, offering no remembrance of Gozchi's death.

If I had to say what's regrettable, it would be that the Murasame was reportedly broken and then disappeared, its whereabouts still unknown.

"Oh dear, Gozuki, who possesses the Teigu Murasame, can't even win? Is the opponent a Teigu user?"

Dr. Fashion looked surprised; he had no idea how terrifying Murasame could be.

Once injured, death is the only outcome.

"I don't know. According to the information I've received, that person's physical skills are very strong, even stronger than Gozchi's, and his methods are rather strange, as he can instantly turn a person into nothingness."