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Really though, why do I have a canopy bed? And why does my entire room look as gaudy as the bathroom? Actually, it would seem my small room has expanded to more than five times its size, too. Hey, it's a cute trait, alright? I'm sure there are people out there who can appreciate someone who isn't perfect! I admit, I did sleepwalk out of my bed into the en-suite bathroom and didn't take note of my surroundings at the time since I'm unexpectedly the type to be weak in the mornings. For now, it would be best to find my parents and ask them I can't make sense of this situation on my own.īut when I walk into my bedroom, it has changed, too.

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Maybe I slept longer than a day? But why would my bathroom change in that time? It's not like my parents are affluent enough to just do a quick upgrade as a surprise to me. Well, I guess I was just so tired that I wasn't really conscious at the time. I don't remember going to bed, but I did wake up in a bed just now. I came back from an inter-high marathon - of course, I placed first, who do you think I am? - and was completely exhausted, so I had dinner, took a bath and. Now that I think about it, I can't remember last night too well. With this, I successfully avert my eyes from the main problem~ The bathtub changed into a stand-alone cast tub made of solid bronze, with fittings of gold.

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The floor and wall tiles are of beautiful black marble with white veins I think I've seen something similar to this in a TV show about a luxury resort. Did my dad bring a souvenir from one of his business trips again? In fact, this doesn't look like my bathroom at all! Everything here looks really expensive all of a sudden. It's something that would be blurred out by mosaic when shown on TV, but even that would be an understatement.Īctually, why is this mirror framed in gold? I don't remember my bathroom having something this gaudy. I look into the mirror again and nearly scream at the thing that looks back. I sigh, and the gurgling noise that comes out instead shakes me awake from my self-loathing inner monologue. but the fact that I can only use an adjective exclusively utilized to refer to the male half of the population to describe myself, rather than say 'beautiful', somehow hurts more than it should have. In other words, I'm sure I'd be considered handsome. But I'm not ugly! In fact, several people already confessed to me during middle and high school, even though they were all, without exception, cute female underclassmen. Now that I list everything one after another, I feel depressed. My interests have been aligned with those of boys ever since my grade school days, I'm only reading Manga directed at a young male audience, and I get overly excited during hot-blooded tokusatsu shows and events, even though I'm already in my second year of high school. Alright, it may be true that I have short, disheveled hair like a boy's and my body is on the athletic, muscular side since I'm a member of the track and field club.

People have called me many less than pleasant things such as tomboy or possessing no feminine qualities, but never have I been called ugly. I look in the bathroom mirror and can feel my sanity points dropping.