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 Real Me Reflected in the Mirror — The Silent Genius and the Truth of the Curse
Rain.
The sound of water droplets hitting the window echoed unnaturally loud in the quiet room.
In Room 205, now empty of Katrina, Ange sat hugging her knees.
Long silver hair draped limply onto the floor. This was Katrina's body. Long limbs, skin smooth as silk. Normally, all she ever thought about was how much she wished she could have a body like this.
But now, it just felt unbearably heavy.
"…Kato."
She tried saying it aloud.
A beautiful voice. Calm, mature — Katrina's voice.
But no matter what she said with this voice, it all felt like someone else's words.
On the desk, a single photograph left behind.
A two-shot of the two of them, taken last month during preparations for the school festival. Tiny Ange and tall Katrina, shoulders pressed together, laughing.
(*…Kato forgot this.*)
Even after saying such awful things last night.
Even so, Katrina couldn't bring herself to take this photo with her.
A coldness settled in the center of her chest.
(*No. It's not that I want to apologize. But… what am I supposed to say?*)
Outside the window, dark clouds covered the sky.
That was when it happened.
Ange's — Katrina's — fingers suddenly brought back the memory of last night.
The old school building's basement.
The moment tears spilled, the silver ivy pattern on the mirror had glowed with a pale blue light.
"…That's right."
She stood up.
There's still some secret hidden there.
Curling up in this room won't start anything.
With Katrina's long legs, Ange took a step forward.
***
The hallway of the old school building was cold and still.
Early morning, no one around. A peculiar atmosphere hung in the air, a mix of mold and old paper.
Slipping past the "No Entry" sign, she descended the stairs to the basement. If not for Katrina's body, she might have been far more out of breath.
The Sealing Room.
The mirror was there today, just as before.
A full-length mirror, tall and narrow. An ebony frame, intricately wrought with silver ivy coiling around it. Until yesterday, she had thought it was just an old antique.
"…You came back."
A voice.
Startled, she spun around.
The dim shadows of the shelves.
From within, a girl emerged, silent as a ghost.
No — not a girl.
Lustrous silver hair reaching the waist. Strange eyes — deep purple on the left, gold on the right. Clad in the Art Club uniform, clutching a sketchbook.
El Nox.
"Wh— El-kun!? What are you doing here!?"
El stared at Ange, expressionless.
He, too, was in the body of a girl with a stunning figure, thanks to the swap. But his face held more composure than anyone else's.
"I was here from the start. No one noticed. That's all."
Short, clipped words. Then El snatched the sketchbook from Ange's hands.
And, without a word, began running the pen across the page.
*Shh, shh, shh.*
At incredible speed, he precisely traced the complex ivy pattern carved into the mirror's frame.
"Amazing…"
Ange held her breath.
El's hand moved smoothly, like a living thing.
"You were crying."
El spoke without stopping his hand.
"Huh?"
"Last night. Here. Your tears made the pattern glow."
A flat, toneless voice.
Completely unreadable.
"El-kun, you were watching…?"
"Observing. Every night, since the first day of the swap. Here."
The pen stopped.
El held the sketchbook out toward Ange.
There, every single silver ivy vine was rendered as if alive. And within the pattern, hidden — ancient letters emerged.
"What is… this?"
"Old Lumiera script. The full incantation."
El tucked his long silver hair behind an ear, as if it were a nuisance. A feminine gesture he never used to make.
"It says: 'When hearts that envy one another truly melt together, the mirror shall return true forms.'"
"Hearts that envy… melt together…?"
"This swap isn't a punishment. It's a trial. To grant awareness."
El's golden eye flickered.
"I was panicking inside too. In this body. But I kept my cool by drawing desperately. And I realized."
Ange just listened.
"Envy alone isn't enough. Only when you know the other's pain does the mirror answer."
El's words — never more than ten or so at a time — landed with heavy weight.
The other's pain.
In Ange's mind, Katrina's crying face resurfaced.
*"I just thought… I'd get along with Theo-kun in Ange's place…"*
A trembling voice.
*"Because Ange was there, I wasn't alone."*
In that pitch-black room, had that girl always been crying alone?
Her delicate, perfect, more beautiful than anyone best friend.
Ever since the time when all I did was admire her —.
"I… was only looking at Kato's outside…"
Tears overflowed, unbidden.
"I never… realized how lonely Kato was. Not at all. Even though Kato envied my cheerfulness."
She collapsed to the spot.
The cold stone floor seeped into her knees.
El just silently looked down at Ange.
"…What really needs to change isn't the outside. It's the heart."
He murmured.
"I think you should tell Katrina-san your true feelings."
Ange roughly wiped her tears away.
With Katrina's fingers.
"…Thank you, El-kun!"
She broke into a run.
Charging up the basement stairs in one breath.
***
The rain had grown stronger.
Large drops pounded against the windows.
Katrina wasn't in the classroom. Nor the library.
"She's not here… nowhere…"
Running through the hallway, she was out of breath. Katrina's body could run this long, but her heart alone clenched tight with pain.
"What do I do… Kato…"
In front of the infirmary, a figure stopped.
A small boy's body.
"Ange Katrina!"
It was Lize.
She clenched her tiny fists tight, looking up at Ange.
"Lize-kaichou…! Do you know where Kato is!? Where!?"
"You two fought yesterday, didn't you. Katrina Liebel borrowed the key to the girls' dorm rooftop this morning. Said she 'wanted to be alone.'"
The blood drained from Ange's face.
The rooftop.
Alone, in this pouring rain.
"I… also wanted to cry from the frustration of no one relying on me. But I thought… I mustn't run away."
Lize's voice trembled.
In that small body, she stretched herself as tall as she could, looking straight into Ange's eyes.
"I'm the same. But I won't run anymore!"
Ange squeezed Lize's hand tight.
Then, she sprinted toward the girls' dorm.
***
The stairs leading to the rooftop.
From beyond the heavy iron door, only the sound of rain could be heard.
With Katrina's slender arms, Ange pushed the door with all her might.
*Screeeeeeech.*
An ear-splitting sound.
The downpour struck Ange's entire body all at once.
Her vision blurred.
The edge of the rooftop.
Leaning back against the fence, a small body sat hugging its knees.
"…Kato."
Katrina looked up.
Soaked to the bone.
In Ange's small body, her lips blue, trembling.
The moment her large brown eyes saw Ange, they squeezed shut.
"Don't… come any closer…!"
A sharp voice.
But it was clearly shaking.
Ange ran.
Through the pouring rain.
Her skirt was heavy. Her hair clung to her. Still, she didn't stop her legs.
"I said, don't come closer…! You're always like this, Ange! You never… listen to what people say…!"
Katrina screamed.
Covering her face with both hands, sobbing.
With Katrina's body, Ange wrapped that small form in a fierce embrace.
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, Kato!!"
It was strange — her own voice coming out in Katrina's calm tone.
But the words were, unmistakably, her own.
"I… only envied Kato's outside… I never understood… how hard Kato was fighting all alone!"
She felt Katrina catch her breath in her arms.
"Kato, just as you are… you're my best friend! Looks don't matter! What I really wanted… wasn't to become like Kato! It was… to be with Kato, forever!!"
The tears wouldn't stop.
In Katrina's body, with Ange's heart.
Everything a mess — her true feelings.
"…Ange."
In her arms, Katrina began to cry like a child.
"I… I envied Ange too…! You get along with everyone right away, always so cheerful… Because Ange was there, I wasn't alone…! After becoming Ange, I… loved Ange even more…!"
Small arms wrapped tightly around Ange's — Katrina's — back.
In the rain.
Crying, they simply held each other.
—In that instant.
The world lit up.
"…Huh?"
She looked up.
From the old school building's basement, a dazzling pillar of light rose into the sky.
Piercing the rain clouds, the light enveloped the entire area.
The rain stopped in an instant.
Ange and Katrina's bodies began to glow faintly.
"What is this…"
Their hands looked transparent.
But it wasn't frightening.
It was a warm light.
The light continued to illuminate the entire academy for several seconds — and then, softly faded.
Silence.
Through a break in the clouds, a single ray of light shone down.
Their bodies hadn't returned yet.
But something was different from just moments before.
"…We haven't changed back."
"No. But… I think the mirror answered."
Katrina smiled, her face still wet with tears.
With Ange's small face.
"With this… on the seventh day, tomorrow, I'm sure everything will end."
At those words, Ange nodded firmly.
"Yeah! It'll work out somehow!"
Her usual catchphrase.
In Katrina's calm voice, it was still a little strange, but —.
"Honestly, Ange, you…"
Crying and laughing, Katrina gave Ange's shoulder a light pat.
The heavy clouds were carried away by the wind.
Tomorrow, everything would be decided.
One more day.
As long as the two of them were together —.
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