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 Class President with a Small Body and the Unstealable Heart
The morning light cast long shadows across the hallway in front of the faculty office.
The notice贴在墙上的 "Student Council Emergency Assembly" fluttered in the breeze from the open window.
"Everyone, quiet! To sort out this situation, class representatives are to report immediately on the current status—"
Her voice didn't carry.
Lize Victoria was once the student council president who could silence an entire gymnasium full of students with her commanding voice, standing tall at 172 centimeters. Her narrow, gray eyes held such intensity that anyone would straighten their back, and even the small scar at the edge of her right eyebrow was part of her dignity.
But now, things were different.
The small boy's body she inhabited had a high-pitched voice, like a child before puberty. Even when she stretched herself as tall as possible, her 153-centimeter line of sight barely reached the shoulders of the boys around her.
"Hey, that's President Lize, right?"
"She's so tiny! She used to be so scary, but now it's nothing."
Giggles spread like ripples through the students gathered in the hallway.
Lize bit her lip.
(*I am... still me. Even if my appearance has changed, what I must do hasn't.*)
Her gray eyes had not lost their sharpness. But the face that showed that gleam was far too small.
"Hey, hey, Lize-chan!"
Someone placed a hand on her shoulder from behind, almost hugging her. When she turned around, a female student who had gained a mature body through the swap was looking down at Lize with eyes one might use for a younger brother.
"You're so cute like this! Let me pat your head!"
"Wha— What are you— Stop it!"
Lize snapped back sharply. But her voice was that of a boy. Far from being frightened, the other girl's face only broke into an even wider smile.
"Don't mess around! I said sto—"
A large hand ruffled Lize's bluish-black hair.
Lize Victoria's body froze.
No one had ever tried to pat her head before. When people touched Lize, they tapped her shoulder or pushed her back. —She had always been treated as an equal, or more.
But now, she was being treated completely like a child.
A bitter taste filled her mouth. The edges of her vision grew hot. She absolutely could not let them see tears—
"Ah! Hey, what are you doing!"
A bright voice rang through the hallway.
It was Ange. Katrina's long silver hair swayed gently with each brisk step she took down the corridor. Her large, violet-tinged eyes glared angrily at the female student.
"President Lize is in trouble! Get away from her!"
"Tch, Katrina's here. Let's go, let's go."
The female students left with disgruntled faces.
Lize straightened her disheveled hair with her small hands and looked up at Ange—or rather, Ange in Katrina's form.
"…You're not Katrina, are you. You're Ange Katrina."
"Huh? How did you know?"
"By the way you speak. Katrina wouldn't yell in such a loud voice."
Lize let out a small sigh. That breath sounded terribly unreliable in her current body.
"President, that looked rough. You've never been treated like that before, have you?"
Lize didn't answer. She looked out the hallway window. The wisteria trellis in the courtyard swayed in the wind.
"…To bring this chaos under control, we have no choice but to seal off the old school building."
Ange's heart gave a small leap.
"The old school building— why?"
"I'm convinced the cause of the body-swapping lies in the old school building. I don't have concrete evidence yet, but the anomaly began right after you two came out of the old school building that day. Something— happened, didn't it?"
Lize's gray eyes looked straight up at Ange.
Ange was at a loss for words.
(*I can't say it. Even though I know that Kat and I are the cause—*)
"…If someone did this on purpose. I will never forgive them."
Lize's voice was quiet. But each and every word pierced heavily into Ange's chest.
"…Yeah. I guess so."
Ange hung her head. Katrina's silver hair fell over her face.
Lize stared intently at Ange's demeanor, as if sensing something, but soon turned her back.
"In any case, I'm going to announce a ban on entering the old school building over the school broadcast. I need your cooperation."
Ange watched Lize's small back as she walked away, feeling dazed.
***
Break time after third period.
The hallway was crowded with students heading to their next classes.
Katrina, in Ange's body, hurried toward her next classroom, glancing over as the door to the neighboring class opened.
—At that moment, honey-colored curls swayed.
"Ah."
"Whoa, sor— Oh, Ange-san."
Nearly colliding, Theo Glanz gently supported Katrina's shoulder. His sky-blue eyes narrowed kindly. The small silver cross necklace at his neck glinted, reflecting the hallway light.
"Are you okay? You seemed to be in a hurry."
Katrina tried to take a step back and remembered that she was in Ange's petite body.
"Ah... Thank you, Theo-kun. I was rushing."
She tried to mimic Ange's way of speaking, but polite language came out no matter what.
"Come to think of it, you really gave it your all in volleyball yesterday. That receive was so close."
Theo's voice was warm, seeping gently into Katrina's chest.
"You were watching?"
"Yeah. Our gym class was on the next court. You're really athletic for someone so small, Ange-san."
Katrina almost said, "I'm not Ange," and clamped her mouth shut.
(*Right now, this person thinks I'm Ange.*)
"But don't push yourself too hard. You had a nosebleed, right? Was the nurse's office okay?"
Theo tilted his head just slightly. That gesture showed both the dignity of the soccer team's ace and the face of an ordinary, kind boy.
"You know a lot..."
"I heard it through rumors. People say you've seemed softer lately, Ange-san. Like you're easier to talk to than before."
Theo's sky-blue eyes gazed directly into Ange's large brown eyes.
Katrina's heart thumped hard inside Ange's small chest.
(*No. The person Theo-kun finds easy to talk to isn't Ange. It's me, talking in this body right now—*)
Katrina knew that Ange had a crush on Theo. As her best friend, she knew she should be getting along with him on Ange's behalf, but—
Theo's gentle smile was too close, too direct.
"U-um, Theo-kun—"
She didn't even know what she was about to say.
She just— wanted to feel more of this kindness. That's what she found herself thinking.
"Ah."
Further down the hallway. Through a gap in the crowd, she saw long silver hair.
—Ange, in Katrina's body, stood frozen.
Her large purple eyes were staring intently at Katrina and Theo.
"An—"
The moment she tried to call out, Ange spun around. Her silver hair fluttered, and she immediately disappeared into the crowd.
"Someone you know?"
"…Y-yeah. She's my roommate."
Katrina's voice trembled slightly. She could only stare down the hallway where her best friend had vanished.
***
After school.
The wisteria trellis in the courtyard was swaying.
A cool breeze announcing the start of autumn rustled the green leaves. The sound of the fountain's water could be heard faintly in the distance.
Ange couldn't move from the shadow of the trellis.
The two people sitting on the bench were in her line of sight.
Honey-colored hair— Theo Glanz.
Brown hair— Katrina, in Ange's body.
"You've really changed lately. Were you always this calm, Ange-san?"
"I wonder...?"
"Yeah. Before, you were kind of... so energetic it was hard to keep up."
Theo laughed, looking a little embarrassed.
"But now, you're easier to talk to. How should I put it— you've become beautiful."
His sky-blue eyes gazed directly at Katrina.
(*Even though that's my body.*)
Ange clenched Katrina's slender fingers tightly.
(*The one Theo-kun is complimenting isn't me.*)
What Theo called "beautiful" was that way of speaking, that demeanor— it was Katrina, the person inside.
"Oh, stop it, Theo-kun. You're making me blush."
Katrina's voice laughed with Ange's high-pitched tone. That smile was a slightly mature, composed smile that Ange had never seen in the mirror.
(*It's not Kat's fault. I know that.*)
(*Kat is just trying to get along with him properly, for my sake.*)
(*And yet—*)
Deep in her chest burned hot.
Jealousy toward her best friend. Feelings she couldn't convey herself. Both mixed together, and a lump like hot mud rose up to her throat.
(*I want to take it out on Kat. I want to tell her to stop. I want to tell her not to talk to Theo-kun—*)
She bit her lip. Katrina's beautiful lip, hard enough to hurt.
From the back of her throat, the urge to scream welled up—
—Ange left the spot without making a sound.
***
Night.
The lights in the student council room were still on.
Lize was alone, leaning her small body over the desk, wrestling with a mountain of documents.
Files that used to be palm-sized now had to be held with both hands. Every time she moved her pen, the sleeves of her oversized uniform got in the way and knocked over papers on the desk.
"…Damn it."
Without thinking, she slammed her small fist on the desk.
The sound was surprisingly feeble.
(*So this is— what I never knew.*)
Lize looked out the window. The wisteria trellis in the courtyard was illuminated by the moonlight. Just a short while ago, a familiar pair had been on that bench. A girl in Ange's form, and Theo Glanz.
In this body-swap, everyone was losing something, and learning something.
Lize let out a heavy sigh and gripped her pen once more.
"…Organization is fundamental. Just take things in order, one at a time."
Muttering her own catchphrase, Lize resumed her work.
That back, even if small— was unmistakably that of the student council president.
***
Girls' Dormitory "Süßblume," Room 205.
Ange was collapsed face-down on her bed.
When she buried her face in the pillow, it smelled of Katrina's hair. Right now, that only made it more painful.
The sound of the door opening.
"Ange, I'm back. Sorry I'm late."
Katrina's voice— Ange's voice— rang out gently.
Ange didn't lift her face.
"…You seemed to be having fun with Theo-kun."
The words that came out of her own mouth were so much colder than she expected that Ange herself was surprised.
"Huh... W-wait, you saw?"
Katrina's voice wavered.
Ange slowly sat up. Katrina's large purple eyes were staring intently at Ange's small body.
"Good for you. Getting close to Theo-kun in my body."
Her mouth wouldn't stop.
"Ange, it's not like that. I was just, on your behalf—"
"On my behalf what? Theo-kun said you'd 'become beautiful,' Kat. Good for you, getting told that in my body!"
After saying it, Ange's eyes widened.
Katrina's face— her own face— was distorting rapidly.
"…No... that's not... Ange... I..."
A single tear spilled from her large brown eyes.
"Kat—"
Ange started to reach out her hand— and stopped.
(*No. It's not that I want to apologize. But what am I supposed to say?*)
Jealousy. Her own patheticness. Everything was jumbled together, and no words would come out.
A silence unlike any before fell between them.
Through the wall, the faint sound of laughter from the next room could be heard. It felt terribly far away.
A crack in their friendship, faint but certain, made a cold sound.
Moonlight streamed in through the room's window.
Their two shadows stretched in separate directions across the floor, never touching.
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