[CH.20] I am really a boy
Han Huayang really didn't want to go to the social gathering. He still hadn't figured out things with his senior, and he wasn't in the mood for anything else.
But Zhang Yang was adamant about having Han accompany him.
"Please come with me. The crucial thing is there will be other girls I don't know, and I'll feel awkward!"
"Isn't your sister going to be there?"
"Well... ever since she started middle school, she hasn't been nice to me."
"What about the other people attending the social gathering?"
"I didn't invite anyone else. My sister is so cute, and I'm worried if other guys see her, it might get complicated."
"Aren't you worried I might be interested in your sister?"
"I think you should be fine. I trust you. Plus, you're not working tonight, so at least accompany me."
Zhang Yang clung to Han Huayang's thigh, and no matter how much Han tried to drag him on the ground, Zhang Yang wouldn't let go.
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Originally, this social gathering was suggested by Zhang Jingya. She said she wanted to meet some handsome senior guys from South City University to provide motivation for her sisters who were facing the college entrance exams.
In the midst of grueling exam preparations, the girls, with dreams of spring in their hearts, found strength in the thought of handsome senior college students from South City University waiting for them.
Zhang Jingya's idea was a good one, but she didn't anticipate that her brother, Zhang Yang, didn't plan on bringing anyone else to the social gathering.
In the end, Han Huayang followed Zhang Yang to the meeting point.
He didn't have much of a choice. Because Zhang Yang was clinging to Han Huayang's pants, almost wanting to pull them down, passersby who didn't know the situation might have thought there was some "unclear" relationship between the two.
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The meeting point was in the city center at Ginza. Due to Zhang Yang's lengthy "persuasion" of Han Huayang, by the time they arrived, the girls had grown impatient.
In this ostensibly "social gathering," there were an unusual number of girls compared to boys. There were five of them in total, each dressed flamboyantly. They had used bright makeup with vibrant colors, and even their nails were intricately decorated.
Every one of them had styled their hair elaborately, almost like they wanted to put a few flowers on top of their heads. From a distance, Han Huayang thought it looked like a potted garden.
Because they had waited for so long, the girls' moods weren't great. The smallest among them started scolding Zhang Yang.
"Why did you only arrive now! We've been waiting for half an hour!"
Just from her voice, Han Huayang recognized her as Zhang Yang's sister, Zhang Jingya. Her makeup was the most extravagant among the five, although it wasn't as terrifying as her look from the previous night. Nonetheless, it was still an extraordinarily flamboyant style.
However, standing on level ground, Han Huayang realized that Zhang Jingya was even shorter than he was in his transformed state. Judging by their physical appearances alone, no one would guess that she was a high school student. But it wasn't really suitable for Han Huayang to judge based on physical appearance, given that he had a small, slender physique himself, to the point of being sometimes mistaken for a girl.
Zhang Jingya pulled her brother's collar and dragged his ear close to her mouth.
"Didn't I tell you to bring a man here? Why did you bring other girls? Are you an idiot? Do you not understand human language? Just you as the only man, what kind of social gathering is this?"
Zhang Yang enjoyed the dual pleasure of being scolded by his sister and having his ear twisted, laughing as he explained, "No, no, Han Huayang is a boy."
"A boy?"
Zhang Jingya let go of her brother and squinted, carefully observing Han Huayang. She slowly approached, bringing her face close to Han Huayang's.
"Are you really a boy?"
"Well... My name is Han Huayang, and I'm your brother's roommate."
"But are you really a boy? It seems like you don't have an Adam's apple?"
"I just have a smaller Adam's apple, and you can't really see it without swallowing—ouch!"
Suddenly, Zhang Jingya pinched Han Huayang's chest. Han Huayang let out a cry and protected his chest, stepping back. Blushing with embarrassment, his cheeks turned bright red, and his voice became somewhat shrill.
"What are you doing all of a sudden?"
"This reaction... You can't be a boy!"
Zhang Jingya extended her hand and pointed at Han Huayang, who was defensively covering his chest, loudly drawing her conclusion.
"Only girls would mind being pinched. And that sound just now, you must be a girl! If you were a boy, you would never make such a coquettish sound!"
Indeed, when his chest was pinched, Han Huayang had made a somewhat strange gasping noise. But being described as a girl as a result still made him angry.
His appearance was delicate, his voice was gentle, and he had been teased for not looking like a typical boy since he was a child. His first love had even ended because he wasn't manly enough.
He really hated it when people commented on his voice and especially when they misunderstood him.
"I was just startled by you earlier. Normally, this area doesn't get touched, so if you pinch it that hard, it tickles! If you don't believe me—"
Han Huayang decided to demonstrate the sensitivity of a boy's chest through action. He suddenly lunged at Zhang Yang, but when he dug his fingers into Zhang Yang's chest, there was absolutely no reaction.
Han Huayang's hand hovered over Zhang Yang's chest, creating an awkward atmosphere between the two "boys."
Zhang Yang's cheeks turned red, and he cleared his throat. "Ahem... Han Huayang, what are you trying to do?"
"For heaven's sake, at least react a bit! Don't you feel ticklish at all if I do this?"
"Well, I'm a guy, why would I have a reaction? But if you keep doing that, I might get a... well, you know."
Han Huayang exclaimed in disgust, "Come on... What kind of words are those?"
Zhang Jingya shouted, "That's enough!" She grabbed Han Huayang's wrist, and despite her petite stature, she unleashed tremendous strength, pulling Han Huayang behind her.
Zhang Jingya scolded her brother harshly, "How could you use such language towards a girl? You have no manners at all, and this is considered harassment!"
"But Han Huayang is a boy, it shouldn't matter..."
Zhang Yang tried to explain, glancing at Han Huayang. Han Huayang, who was now blocked by his sister, blushed intensely. His slightly tilted profile exuded an indescribable charm, leaving Zhang Yang with an awkward bulge in his pants.
Han Huayang is a boy, but why did Zhang Yang find him so cute?
Maybe, as long as someone looked cute, gender didn't really matter. Teasing Han Huayang wasn't much different from teasing other girls.
Zhang Jingya noticed her brother's wandering gaze. After all, they were siblings, and she could see Zhang Yang's uncertainty.
She hammered her brother's head with her tiny fists and complained, "You're even doubting her gender! She's a girl, okay? Really troublesome. You can't even help organize a simple gathering. Just go away!"
Zhang Jingya chased her brother away with her punches. Then, she returned to Han Huayang, bowing her head respectfully to apologize.
"I'm sorry. My brother is just a perverted weirdo. Sister, please don't mind. I've already kicked him out."
"Haha... But I really..."
Before Han Huayang could explain, Zhang Jingya leaned closer to his ear.
"I understand your openness, and identifying as male can be quite wild. But even if your chest is a bit smaller, you should wear a good bra, right? Even a tank top with padded cups would work. Aren't you worried about sagging breasts?"
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