Curse Reversal?! Ange & Katrina's Chaotic☆Body-Swap School Life
One morning, Ange wakes up and notices her voice sounds strangely deep. Looking in the mirror, she sees the face of her best friend, Katrina! A scream echoes from the next room. Rushing over, she finds Katrina, now in Ange's body, blushing furiously while fumbling with her pajamas.
They aren't the only ones. A mysterious curse has struck the academy, swapping almost everyone into a body of the opposite gender. The dependable class president, Lize, now finds herself in the body of a small, cute
Curse Reversal?! Ange & Katrina's Chaotic☆Body-Swap School Life - The Secret of the Mirror and a Heart-Pounding Shared Life in Each Other's Bodies!
Cold air filled the underground sealing chamber.
Heavy air, thick with the smell of mold and old wood. Ancient, illegible characters carved into the walls floated dimly under the faint lamplight.
Ange stared down at her own hands.
Long, pale fingers. Each joint was elegant, almost like a work of art. These were Katrina's hands. Just yesterday, she couldn't reach the top shelf no matter how much she stretched. Now, she could.
"Amazing…"
A calm voice that wasn't her own was swallowed up by the chilly basement.
"Ange, this is no time to be impressed."
She turned to see Katrina, now inside Ange's small body, standing there with an anxious look on her face. Those large brown eyes wavered, troubled. It felt so strange, seeing her own face make an expression like that.
"That paper should have a continuation."
"I know! Alright, let's find it!"
Ange rolled up Katrina's long sleeves. The unfamiliar uniform cuffs got in the way a little. But with these longer arms, she felt more freedom of movement.
The two of them began searching every corner of the sealing chamber.
The old shelves were packed tight with books that looked like no one had touched them in years. Dust had piled up so thick you couldn't even read the covers. When Ange picked one up, yellowed scraps of paper fluttered down.
"Whoa, I'm gonna sneeze!"
"Hey, don't you dare sneeze in my body."
Katrina covered her mouth with Ange's small hands. Being told that in her own voice just felt weird. Ange couldn't help but laugh.
"But Kat, your body has such a tall nose, the dust gets in so easily."
"That is not true!"
Even as they bickered, their hands never stopped. Gathering the paper scraps scattered on the floor, pulling out books wedged between shelf gaps, rummaging through old boxes.
Then.
Ange's eyes stopped on the very top shelf of a massive bookcase in the corner of the room, one that reached nearly to the ceiling.
"Huh."
One book, looking very much like an old diary, was stuck in at an angle. The spine was tattered, and she could barely make out the words "Observation Record."
"I'll grab it!"
Ange used Katrina's long legs to leap onto a step stool. Then, she stretched her now-longer arms as far as they could go.
Her hand reached the diary.
"Got it! Yes! Kat, your body is amazing! The old me never would've been able to reach that!"
She jumped down, clutching the diary, and the scent of old paper wafted up softly.
Katrina rushed over, stumbling a little in Ange's small body.
"Let's open it."
They put their heads together and opened the diary.
Inside, the pages were filled with dense, elegant cursive. It seemed to have been written by a teacher who was at the academy long ago. The ink had bled through in places, making some parts unreadable. But the important parts remained intact.
"…The curse of the Copying Mirror will naturally dissipate seven days after activation."
Katrina read it aloud, her voice trembling.
"Seven days! Just like the paper from yesterday!"
"Furthermore, it says a barrier is erected, and should the swapped individuals attempt to leave the school grounds, they will be assaulted by severe headaches and nausea…"
Katrina's voice softened, sounding just a little relieved.
"So it really is just seven days! What a relief!"
Ange impulsively hugged Katrina's slender shoulders. Since she was the bigger one now, Katrina (in Ange's body) fit perfectly in her arms.
"Thank goodness… really."
Katrina's voice was muffled against Ange's chest. Her now-small hands gripped Ange's (Katrina's body's) uniform tightly.
"It's just one week, and then we'll be back to normal."
"Yes."
They looked at each other and smiled.
Ange felt Katrina's beautiful lips curl up into a grin. It was her own face, but it felt so mysterious, like Katrina was the one smiling.
"But, that means we're stuck like this for seven whole days, huh."
"…That is correct."
Faced with this new reality, they both sighed at the same time.
Just then, the school-wide broadcast echoed through the academy.
'Attention all students. Regarding the current inexplicable phenomenon, the Headmistress has issued instructions. During the period in which the body-swapping is occurring, the restrictions on entering the boys' and girls' dormitories will be temporarily relaxed. The original owners of the bodies will be permitted to share the same living quarters. This period will last for seven days, starting today. I repeat—'
"The dorm rules changed!"
"This means we can stay together, just like always."
Katrina stroked her chest in relief. With Ange's small hand, on Ange's chest. The sight was so strange that Ange laughed again.
"This is so weird! You're in my body, I'm in your body, and we're sleeping in the same room, right?"
"…Don't say it out loud, you're just making me more self-conscious."
Katrina's face (Ange's face) turned bright red.
Ange suddenly felt her heart start to pound.
(Right. For the next week, baths, changing clothes, everything… I'll be in Kat's body—)
Just thinking about it made her feel like her face was on fire.
"U-Um, Ange."
"W-What?"
"What should we do about changing clothes…"
"What do we do?!"
Their cries echoed through the cold basement.
***
Girls' Dormitory, Room 205.
Outside the curtains, it was already starting to get dark, and the room was lit only by the orange glow of indirect lighting. Was it just her imagination, or did it feel much smaller than usual?
"Okay, we'll change back-to-back! Absolutely no turning around!"
"I-I know."
They stood literally back-to-back.
They took off their uniform blouses. The rustling sound of the fabric seemed incredibly loud.
Ange watched her own hands undo the buttons. The long fingers, the pale wrists. All of it belonged to Katrina. With each button undone, the line of her collarbone came into view.
(She's so beautiful.)
She caught herself staring and snapped back to her senses.
(Wait, what am I thinking?!)
She shook her head vigorously.
"Eek!"
A small shriek came from behind her.
"What's wrong?!"
She almost turned around but stopped herself just in time.
"The buttons… Ange, your fingers are too short, I can't undo the buttons…"
She burst out laughing.
"Ahaha! Come on, Kat, you're making fun of my fingers, aren't you!"
"It's not funny! Honestly…"
The rustling sound stopped; she must have finally managed to change.
"You can turn around now."
When she turned at the sound of Katrina's voice, she saw Katrina in Ange's small body, wearing pajamas and standing there with teary eyes. She seemed to have struggled with the buttons, as one was just slightly off.
"Kat, one of your buttons is off."
"Huh?"
She looked down at her chest, embarrassed.
In that instant, Ange couldn't hold back her curiosity any longer.
"…Wow."
She looked down at her own body. The slender waist, the long legs, and—
"Don't look!"
*Thwump!*
A pillow flew right into Ange's face.
"Gyah!"
"D-Don't you dare stare at my body!"
Ange's face (with Katrina's soul inside) was bright red with anger. She'd never seen Katrina get this emotionally angry before.
"S-Sorry! But Kat, your body has a seriously great figure!"
"Well, if you're going to say that, Ange's body is small and delicate and incredibly cute!"
Katrina shot back, then gasped and covered her mouth.
They both turned bright red and looked down.
The silence was awkward.
"What do we do about baths?"
"The big public bath… is absolutely impossible."
Katrina shivered, hugging Ange's small body as if to protect it.
"I could never go into the girls' bath in Ange's body…"
"Yeah, you're right. Then let's take turns using the shower when no one else is around."
"Let's do that."
They shook hands firmly, feeling how their own hands were now reversed.
***
The next day.
"Ugh, I'm already exhausted."
Ange was walking down the hallway, practically dragging Katrina's heavy body along.
(Kat's body is so much heavier than my own.)
Well, that made sense. She was taller and had a better figure, so naturally, she weighed more.
Just then.
A male student passing by glanced her way.
"Hey, isn't that Katrina-san?"
"She really is a beauty. Look at those long legs."
They probably thought they were whispering, but she could hear everything.
Ange stopped in her tracks involuntarily.
(A beauty? Long legs?)
Right, she was Katrina now.
She walked down the stairs. Normally, she wouldn't think twice about it, but today, she couldn't stop worrying about the hem of her skirt. Just a slight breeze made her feel like her thighs were about to show.
"She looks like a painting just walking down the stairs."
"Think she'll look this way?"
She felt several gazes boring into her back.
(What is this?)
Ange realized she was instinctively about to hang her head. She crossed her arms, unconsciously trying to make herself smaller.
She'd never been looked at by boys like this before. Because Ange was just a small, unassuming, energetic girl.
But now.
"Being a beauty must be tough."
"Getting stared at that much, it's gotta be hard."
She could hear the female students' voices too.
Katrina had been looked at like this all the time.
Just for being pretty, just for being envied, always being stared at.
For the first time, Ange understood the weight her best friend had been carrying.
***
When she returned to the room, Katrina was sitting on the bed, reading a book.
"Kat."
"What's wrong, Ange?"
Katrina looked up. In Ange's small body, she tilted her head slightly.
"Kat, you've been looked at like that all along, haven't you? Just walking down the hall, people stare at you, strangers gossip about you."
Katrina's eyes clouded over, just a little.
"…Yes. Well. I'm used to it."
"You shouldn't have to get used to it! That kind of thing feels awful!"
She'd never noticed it before.
The reason Katrina would often quietly read a book during breaks. The reason she never made a fuss in the middle of the classroom and stayed near the walls.
"I'm sorry, Kat. I never realized until now."
"…Ange."
Katrina stood up and took Ange's hand. Her now-small hand tried to wrap around Ange's large one, but it spilled over just a little.
"I also understood something for the first time today. How hard it is for Ange's body to be this small."
"Huh?"
"I can't reach things on the top shelf. In a crowd, I feel like I'm going to be crushed, and it's scary. And yet, Ange, you're always so cheerful, so positive—"
Katrina smiled, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Ange, you're so much stronger than I ever thought."
"Kat…"
Ange crouched down and hugged Katrina's small body tightly.
"I was able to stay cheerful because you were there, Kat. I felt like things would work out because I had you."
"Really?"
"Really."
They stayed like that for a while.
***
Lights out.
In the pitch-black room, they were each in their own futons, staring up at the ceiling.
"Hey, Kat."
"Yes?"
"Kat, what's the thing that surprised you the most about being in my body?"
A moment of silence came from the neighboring futon.
"…That I get hungry so quickly, I suppose."
"Ahaha! What's that?!"
"Because my stomach starts growling right away. It's embarrassing."
"So I was that hungry all the time."
They stifled their laughter together.
"But you know, Ange."
"Hm?"
"I'm glad I ended up in your body."
"Huh, why?"
"Because I feel like I understand your feelings, just a little bit. I feel like I can see things I couldn't see before."
Katrina's small hand reached out from her futon, searching for Ange's hand.
Ange reached out too.
Their fingers touched in the darkness.
"Me too. Being in your body made me want to treasure you even more."
"Thank you, Ange."
"Thank you, Kat."
They intertwined their fingers and squeezed tight.
"Let's definitely get through these seven days together."
"Yes."
Their voices melted into the darkness.
***
The next day. Gym class.
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