1 Prologue

"So, what makes you think that you can handle this role, Anemachi-san." Asking with a soft but serious tone, the man looks at the pink-haired girl in front of him and continues. "According to your resume, you should have much more experience working in the HR department or accounting, it doesn't really make sense to me that you are interviewing for this position, mind explaining to me why this is the case and why should we consider you?"

"Because I'm still young, and I want to try out different things while I still can, I don't like limiting myself." Already prepared, the girl with pink hair replied immediately. "One of my strengths I can say is that I'm always willing to put in extra effort to get things done, even if it means breaking through my limit, and another one is my ability to adapt to a new environment."

"So I will say that I'm confident that I can take on this position in this rising company."

"I see, I see." Looking through the paper, the men nodded without looking at the girl. "Alright, that is all for the interview. We will let you know in a few days about the results, thank you for your time here today."

"Alright, thank you all for your time too, hoping for good news to come in" Leaving the chair, the girl bows her head towards the few men in charge of the interview who are sitting behind a long table, and eventually leave the room through the door at the right-hand side.

The pink-haired girl's name is Anemachi. 22 year old and still single, she just finished another interview today.

"AHHH I'M TIRED!" Shouting out loud, Anemachi throws her small bag on the floor and proceeds to jump onto her bed after entering the house she had lived in for a while.

The small apartment of her is small and messy, with personal belongings scattered around everywhere. Clothes on the floor, magazines on the bed and some cosmetic items left on the table. Some rubbish that hasn't been rid of is piling at the corner, releasing an unpleasant smell that will soon attract rodents here, and of course some dirty dishes still in the pantry. This scene is enough to make many males reconsider if they want this cute girl back home as their wife already.

And, well, technically she isn't 100% a girl, the soul at least.

This girl called Anemachi is actually a 24-year-old male reincarnated into a female body. With her new body now reaching 22 years old, she can be considered a middle aged man or woman, depending on what you're looking at.

"Ahhh...my bank account is running dry....I only have enough money to pay for this month's rent, sniff." Thinking about the meager money she manages to save a few years back all gone, Anemachi's tears start coming out from her eyes, her mind wondering if she had to resort to selling off her body to feed herself till next month. "But I heard it hurts a lot if it's the first time...And what if I accidentally get pregnant!? Am I going to give birth to a baby!?"

Realizing the sudden horror of getting pregnant with a big belly and perhaps needing to raise a stranger's child, Anemachi panic and immediately raises her body from the comfortable bed, trying to think of ways to survive without getting pregnant.

"I would rather beg on the street than get pregnant and give birth to some baby! Wait, I heard some news about beggars earning more money than a white-collar class if they are skilled enough and have a good location. Maybe if I reserve it early, I will have a better chance in the future of a beggar's life!"

And just when Anemachi wanted to pack her stuff first and go beg on the street, her phone which is in her pocket started ringing with an anime song that she likes a lot.

"Oh! Did that company realize my amazing potential and decide to hire me immediately!? I know that the few years working as an office lady and an accountant won't go to waste!" Anemachi getting happy, cheerfully picks up her phone to check on the caller, her mind imagining the happy life she will eventually have.

But after looking at the phone's screen, she gives off some awkward laugh to herself and proceeds to leave the phone ringing alone on the table, pretending to be away or busy.

"Anyway, I guess I should get some shower done first before getting a good sleep." Yawning a bit, Anemachi proceeds to enter the small bathroom of her, which is a popular setup due to the expensive land that is in Japan.

Undressing herself and eventually her personal clothing, naked and dirty she proceeds to allow the water to flow through her soft skin.

Her previously tied up hair now allows to be put down, the water flows through the tender and white skin of her, and through some of the private parts too. The steam produced from the hot water leaves many imaginations to males that have the chance to witness this. Humming song of unknown origin most probably from her previous life, she finds herself enjoying a shower a lot more as a girl now, well except for the drying up hair part, it's quite troublesome.

"Don don don!" Suddenly, she can hear the door of her being knocked rapidly, revealing the urgency of the person to meet her.

"Wait a minute please! I'm coming right now!" Realizing that she has company, Anemachi proceeds to grab a random towel hanging around to cover her private part before answering the door, turning off the shower in the process.

'Ahhhh! Did I forget to pay the rent again!? But I remember doing it already this month. Or could it be...the rent is rising again!? That damn land owner is too greedy!" Realizing the horrible possibilities, Anemachi's face turns pale as she proceeds to open the door.

"Owner-san! You can't do this to me! I'm just a poor old girl struggling to survive this month with only enough money for instant ramen! Have mercy please!" And just when she wanted to use her skill to beg the land owner to not raise her rent, the familiar light blue hair entering her vision makes her realize something is off.

"Baka Onechan...at least wear some clothing before opening the door...what if I'm a bad guy who wants to do something terrible huh? Do you know how dangerous it is?." Sighing a bit, the blue-haired girl who is wearing a casual T-shirt grey in color continues. "Well? Not welcoming me inside your house?"

"Oh, ah, ah, of course! Why won't I welcome you haha!" Recovering from the shock and realizing she should have checked on the door before opening it, Anemachi gives off some awkward laughs while reluctantly allowing her to come inside. "Uhh, it's a bit messy, so I hope you don't mind haha..."

"I can guess from your usual lifestyle, still I hope it's not too bad...haih." Looking inside the room, the blue-haired girl already expected this kind of messiness from her onechan, but still witnessing it makes her wonder how the other male that has secretly had a crush on her will think. "I will help clean up your room, go finish your shower first then we'll talk about why you didn't pick up my phone for months."

The blue-haired girl's eyes glancing over to the phone who is still lying on the table, express her dissatisfaction through pure aura, which Anemachi replies by escaping to the bathroom with the same awkward laugh again.

With the room now only left with the blue-haired girl alone and the sound of water flowing from the bathroom, her mind wanders wild and imagines the life her onechan has been through these few months while standing in the middle of the room. Looking at her belongings scattered around, trash piling up in the corner and the instant ramen that Anemachi didn't manage to finish yet, she suddenly has an urge to cry a bit.

"What happens to you...Onechan." Mumbling to herself, the blue-haired girl wipes off her teary eyes and begins mustering the strength to clean up the room. "No matter what, you are still my beloved onechan, and I will never, never let you go again."

"I promise it on that day, and I shall fulfill it with everything I have."

'NOOOOOO!!!! SHE IS HERE NOWWWWWW!!!' Screaming in her heart, Anemachi tries to think of ways to escape from here.

'Should I jump out of the window!? But this is the second floor, I probably will break my leg and get dragged up here. Maybe I should call the police? But they probably will just ignore my plead, things like "My Imouto is going to murder me because I didn't pick up her call for months." will just be ignored no matter how much I think about it. Scream for help? She is my Imouto after all, the neighbor will probably just think that I'm playing with them and ignore me too. And it could also increase the anger of her and make my suffering even worse.'

"That leaves me with only a single option..." Swallowing her saliva, Anemachi looks towards the door which leads outside to where the demon is, as she can only hope for mercy for the deeds she has done these few months.

Hand trembling, Anemachi opens the door slowly, her eyes peeking through the crack to look at her Imouto who she hasn't seen and talk for months.

There, her Imouto is moving around and cleaning up her room for her. Cleaning the pileup rubbish and tidying up her scattered clothes, as if she is already accustomed to doing it for a long time.

"Oh, you are already finished huh? Wait a while, I almost finished cleaning up your room. Also, where do you normally store your clothes?" Without looking back, the blue-haired girl responded like nothing is out of the ordinary, like her onechan didn't leave the home for months and cut off all lines of communication.

"Its-its over there, the white closet." Pointing it as suisei, Anemachi proceeds to sit down on the floor with a seiza post, waiting for the punishment to come.

"Alright I'm finished, so...Jeez you still don't like drying up your hair huh, you could get a cold you know." Realizing her onechan still has wet hair, she proceeds to grab a hairdryer which is lying around on the bed for some reason. "Here, I will help you dry it up."

"Fuuuuu." With the hair dryer turning on and blowing Anemachi's wet hair, and her Imouto hand occasionally moving through it, Anemachi feels a bit unsettling, she didn't expect her Imouto to treat her well like this.

"God, you are so tense up huh...Are you that afraid of me? Here it's done already." With the sound of the hair dryer gone, Anemachi facing forwards didn't hear any more sound from her Imouto.

'Has the time finally come!? The time that my Imouto is gonna strangle me to death!? Or am I going to be stabbed rapidly through my kitchen knife?" And just when Anemachi thinks that her time in this world is finished, a pair of soft arms suddenly surround her from behind, and a soft body is leaning towards her back.

"Onechan...I finally manage to found you...do you know how worry I'm?" Hearing the small whisper entering her ears, Anemachi realized the feeling of the girls behind her. "Why did you do such cruel things like this...have you ever thought of my feeling before? How worried and scared I'm at that time, did you ever think of it?"

And Anemachi doesn't know how to respond to her.

...

Realizing the silence of the girl, the blue-haired girl with teary eyes continues.

"Nevermind if you don't want to answer me, but I just wanna say that it won't be easy to get rid of me now."

"Your cute Imouto, Hoshimachi Suisei is here to stay with you."