The previous story.
I died and flew to another world.
But this world was the world I awkwardly half-wrote in an embarrassing draft.
And I became a TS (transsexual).
“I’m doomed.”
As I sat against the wall, muttering blankly, Goddess Ariel tilted her head with a charming expression.
“Ah, is it that you don’t like this body?”
“I guess… I probably will like it.”
What is the classic trope of TS isekai? It’s becoming a beautiful girl so that I can be the target of attacks! Whether the counterpart is the villainess in a story or the male protagonist in a harem, isn’t it standard for an unknown human in this world to be entangled by their mysterious charm? I was just flailing to survive, yet the characters around me were bizarrely favorably disposed towards me, and it’s the essence and charm of a delusion story, isn’t it?
And of course, the most important thing to fit together everything’s plausibility is that the protagonist becomes a beautiful girl. So, even though I haven’t seen my face yet, it’s rational to assume that my body is that of a beautiful girl.
Above all, my hair and skin are so soft; it would be weird if I weren’t a beautiful girl.
For reference, I was wearing a nun’s outfit. No wonder my legs felt exposed—it was a skirt.
It was a mini-skirt nun’s outfit that completely reflected my sexual impulses. It was clear that the nun’s outfits in this world all looked like this. I wrote it that way.
I barely suppressed the impulse to grab my head with both hands.
Yes, I was intending to include a nun character in the harem. Of course, I had only thought of the setting and hadn’t written it that far yet.
“So, could you tell me the reason I was brought here?”
Grasping my sanity with great difficulty, I asked. Although she is a goddess, since I heard her mentioning being a creator before, I decided to just speak informally. From the way she didn’t show any sign of being offended by my informal speech, it seemed like I wasn’t being terribly rude.
After all, she was the target I had planned to include in my protagonist’s harem, so it would be troublesome if she got angry over this.
“Or not.”
“Yes, the reason I summoned you here is…”
If I explain it literally, it’d be too long, so let’s summarize roughly:
They didn’t know how I was able to create this world, but anyhow, I was significantly involved in its development, and they had somehow figured that out. However, the novel I wrote—something akin to an oracle when viewed from this world—hadn’t been written after the midpoint.
Yet, they didn’t know how to deal with the evils I had scattered throughout the world, so they called me here.
The future is something even gods cannot know, and there’s not enough time to look into the hearts of every person in the world. While gods can help the protagonist, it is impossible for them to peer into the hearts of all characters. They are not omnipotent, after all.
If they were omnipotent, the story itself wouldn’t hold together. They wouldn’t have asked for help from the protagonist.
The problem is that in the novel, they were asking for help from the protagonist, but in reality, they were asking me.
Finished with her words, Ariel looked at me with shining eyes that made it hard for me to refuse her request.
She was like a child I created…
It was too cute to turn down for some reason. Having gone through the tragedy of no girlfriend for my age, I couldn’t say no to a goddess like Ariel smiling and asking for something.
“Please guide the people. I will help you.”
As I said that respectfully while bowing, I nodded unknowingly.
Watching me, Ariel smiled brightly as if she had gained the entire world. It was a dazzling smile.
You might say that a goddess already possesses the entire world, but this world had things like demons that had risen from hell, among other things—it certainly was something.
“I will make sure everyone knows you are a special being. If anyone doubts you, you will certainly be able to use my powers. I guarantee it.”
At her words, light began to envelop my body. I floated in mid-air. I instinctively felt that I was departing for the reality of this world right then. Before it was too late, I hurriedly asked one more thing.
“What if I was a bad person? I might do something bad with that power…”
The moment I voiced that question, Ariel smiled sweetly at me and said, “No, that’s not it. You are a good person. It’s not easy to sacrifice oneself for someone else’s life until the last moment of life.”
Ah, she must be talking about the child I saved.
“That was just a natural thing to do. Anyone would have done the same…”
Upon hearing my words, Ariel covered her mouth with her right hand and giggled before saying, “That’s why I called you.”
Then, in an instant, the surrounding environment changed.
As my feet touched the ground as if they were falling from mid-air, I staggered for a moment, but perhaps because the physical ability of this TS body was extraordinary, I quickly regained my balance even in such a surprising situation. What Ariel had given me was not only divine power but also remarkably decent physical ability.
For a while, I stood in a bustling street, bewildered. Whether they noticed me suddenly appearing in the air or not, very few people paid attention to me. Just occasionally, someone would glance at me as they passed by, probably disturbed by my blank standing in the middle of the road.
And at that moment, I suddenly thought of this.
Ah, I totally forgot to ask to be turned into a handsome guy.
*
“Looks like you acted as I thought.”
From behind Ariel, who stood lost in thought after sending someone away, a man’s voice was heard. Contrary to Ariel’s gentle tone, there was a sarcastic edge to his voice, as if he was annoyed about something.
“Yes, that’s how it turned out.”
As Ariel continued to stare at one spot, she answered, and the man scoffed in response.
“Thank goodness. It’s not like the ‘creator’ placed any restrictions preventing you from lying to him.”
“…”
Ariel didn’t respond, recalling the contents of the notes she had read.
To summarize, she was a beautiful goddess with abilities but also had a pure side.
Her pure side didn’t mean she couldn’t lie, so Ariel felt relieved.
*
Thank goodness Ariel didn’t drop me here naked.
In addition to the nun’s outfit I was wearing, I had a bag slung over my shoulder, which I didn’t even notice when I got here, and inside were a wallet containing about 100,000 won in cash and a bankbook.
The balance in the bankbook was just over 10 million won.
So, roughly, this money looked like what I had accumulated while working part-time before employment, including the deposit for my rented room, and considering that I had been working for about a month, it seemed likely to be the salary I would have received.
My calculations were thorough.
I wished I could have gotten a bit more, though.
Of course, I possessed divine powers (which I still didn’t know how to activate right now) and, if I wanted to, I could easily gather money. And while conceptualizing the nun character, I had also vaguely noted down about the salary. It wasn’t a lot, but it should be enough for living expenses. Moreover, I would mainly live at the convent except when attending the academy, so I wouldn’t need to spend much on food and shelter.
Convent?
As soon as the word “convent” crossed my mind, my heartbeat increased by 1.5 times.
So, does that mean I’m going to live in a place with only women?
Of course, almost all the women I would meet would be minors… but there are certainly adult women in the convent. At least, in the convent I had envisioned, there were plenty of beauties. It was a light novel-like story after all.
“…Huff.”
Let’s calm down.
It’s not like I became some stunning handsome guy; right now, I was a woman. Even though the church in this world wasn’t the one I knew, it was definitely filled with uptight old folks. Besides, there were characters like inquisitors and miracle investigators, so there was a real risk of being investigated for trying out any same-sex relationships.
…But, well, is it so wrong to have a little expectation?
At the very bottom of the bag, there was a notebook with a rough map drawn of the surrounding area, including the path I needed to take. The destination was a cathedral. It would likely be attached to the convent.
This preparation was genuinely thorough. Unlike some stories where the protagonist is dropped into another world and forgotten, the goddess of this world seems to have proper manners and sense.
Yeah, it should be! That’s the goddess I created!
It feels a bit weird to be relying on the powers of the goddess I made to survive, but anyhow!
*
Ariel’s meticulous planning didn’t stop there.
When I arrived, the Mother Superior already knew I was coming. Of course, it wasn’t because she had received a revelation from Goddess Ariel, but simply that the documents were prepared.
‘Clara Anderson’
That was the name written on the documents.
Not all students attending the academy were Korean. After all, the very world itself was a nation without borders. It was a world where humans survived after nearly perishing and rebuilt it over hundreds of years, so it was a nation without’s boundaries.
Thus, there might be Korean descent, but they weren’t Koreans. Similarly, there were American, British, Russian, Chinese, and Japanese descents, but no people from those countries. After all, it had been hundreds of years since then, and even this distinction was becoming meaningless.
Despite the setting being several hundred years in the future, technology hadn’t advanced much. It felt like a setting I had thrown in since it didn’t seem important and thus I don’t remember it well. Since the world I lived in was too different from the story’s world, I must have put in that setting to make it easier to write, so knowing the details wouldn’t be very useful. Thanks to that, I should find it relatively easy to adapt here.
That’s right. I thought it would be ‘easy.’
Did you know?
Life as a nun is surprisingly very hectic.
Every person born in this world can wield a bit of magic. Very few can wield it well enough to be helpful in daily life, and among those, only a minuscule number can kill a person or harm someone with magic. Of course, it’s not so few that it can be counted on one hand, but generally, there aren’t many who use magic beyond party tricks in daily life.
Among that magic, there’s a specific classification called holy power.
Holy power refers to using a form of divine strength. The magical force connects with the faithful heart that believes in the god and utilizes part of that strength—it’s called holy power, but naturally, even in this case, it was profoundly rare.
The number of people who could merely create a glimmer of light in their hands is low, and the cases where that light is used to heal people or create barriers to burn demons are just a handful.
Of course, the church didn’t intend to waste this ‘handful’ of cases, which is why they made exceptions for allowing those who could use holy power to pursue education outside. Naturally, the external schools they select are those prestigious institutions that teach the methods to handle magical abilities very systematically.
And the closest prestigious school to here is ‘St. Ariel Academy.’
That’s right. A school brazenly named after the goddess and not the saint! Of course, it was the school protagonist attended, and just as its name suggested, it was a missionary school with a considerable influence from the church.
Still, in this world where gods, including Ariel, exist, it’s undeniable. Even if there’s a subject where it’s obligatory to pray during lessons, people tend to just grumble about the oppressive nature of it rather than actually revolting—though that doesn’t mean there aren’t atheists.
In fact, the reason they added ‘St. Ariel’ to the academy’s name was just that it sounded cool.
For whatever reason people state, that’s a fact.
After all, I named it that!
Anyway, returning to the beginning, the life of nuns is extremely hectic.
Basically, they wake up at six in the morning for morning prayers, have a simple breakfast at seven, and do a major cleaning from 7:30 to 8:30. Afterward, they attend various classes, most of which are about holy power.
From the church’s perspective, those capable of using holy power are always useful, and the stronger the holy power, the higher its potential for future utilization in the church’s core, so they provide extremely rigorous training to ensure that all the nuns here can awaken their holy power.
It goes without saying, but information about the outside world is highly controlled, and going outside the convent is prohibited except on Sundays. Essentially, it’s like living a vow of silence until one gains the freedom to leave and stop being a nun upon reaching adulthood.
Damn, I should have realized that something was off when I didn’t find a smartphone in my bag.
Thus, it’s no wonder that many nuns hoping for external studies escape skipping morning cleaning.
And thankfully,
“Oooh! Goddess Ariel!”
I was allowed into external studies with holy power commendable enough to join a knight order right away.
As I looked at the holy power emanating from my hands, the priest was in awe. Surely he was plotting to use me to ascend to the central diocese.
Yeah, having at least one munchkin-level ability that drops jaws is necessary for isekai stories. Yeah, that’s right!
Thus, on the first day of my entrance to the convent, during the power verification, I was immediately approved for external studies—
And my life in the convent became considerably stricter than that of the average nun.
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Shit.
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