What is it like to walk hand in hand with a beautiful girl on the street?

If you had asked me this question before, I would have answered without hesitation: "It must be so awesome!"

Walking side by side with a gorgeous girl, while enjoying the envious gazes of passersby. It is definitely what the old badass would call "first-class life!"

However, even a winner should follow the basics!

To achieve the "envy of passersby," there is a basic prerequisite - in other people's eyes, you must be the boyfriend of the girl beside you, not her best friend... Actually, under normal circumstances, when a pair of young men and women of similar ages walk together, people naturally assume that they are lovers and won't have any misunderstandings.

Unfortunately for me... not only do I now have waist-length hair, but I am also wearing a lace miniskirt, stockings, and round-toe shoes.

In anyone's eyes, I look like a beautiful girl, rather than a man…

As a result, although the gazes from passers-by are still envious, there is no jealousy in them.

After all, in their eyes, Margaret and I are just a pair of loving girlfriends.

I guess, apart from that old pervert, who would ever imagine that under the skirt of this "black-haired girl," lies a great... Ah, life is so hard! Why did I have to get such an extraordinary family!

Just then, two chatting women on the roadside deliver another blow to me.

"Ah, seeing those two young girls reminds me of my youth," one woman says with admiring eyes.

"Yeah," the other woman sighs, "When I was young, I also had long hair down to my waist, just like that black-haired girl... though mine was braided…”

Lady... I beg you to stop!

I am a man! A real man! A man with something extra!

Not a girl! Not a girl! A girl with something extra... Oops! Sorry…Forced myself to say the wrong thing...

I want to die! I want to find a hole to crawl into! Why must I suffer this torture?

It's all that old pervert's fault! He forced me to keep my hair so long!

Looking at the women's admiring gazes, I feel so pained as if thousands of needles are piercing into me.

With this in mind, I angrily grab a strand of hair and tug it twice, gritting my teeth:

"After this, I must cut you off! And burn this shameful outfit..."

But the two women at the roadside misunderstand, and they whisper:

"Look, you made the black-haired girl embarrassed...”

"She's even blushing now…”

Blushing my ass!

I am pissed off!

    Almost brought me tears!

"Hehe, Atu, what's wrong?"

Margaret comes closer to me with a giggle, seeing the sad expression on my face.

"Nothing, just feeling a bit dizzy from not seeing the sun for too long," I reply weakly. "By the way, do you have a hairdresser at home?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

The girl looks at me curiously.

"Of course, to get a normal haircut!" I say, pulling at my long hair helplessly. "I've really had enough."

"Cut it off? That's such a waste," the girl says with a hint of regret. "It took so long to grow and the hair quality is so good…"

"But I am a man, after all," I reply with a sad face.

"That's true," Margaret nods thoughtfully, then laughs. "Haha, I've become so used to Atu's current look after all this time."

The girl murmurs, a faint blush appearing on her smooth cheeks.

"Time flies, Atu is now an adult..."

After saying that, the girl suddenly stands on her toes and pecks at my cheek like a dragonfly skimming the water.

"Margaret... you..."Feeling the lingering softness of the girl's lips on my cheek, I couldn't help but feel my face heating up. I couldn't dare to meet Margaret's gaze, so I quickly turned my eyes away.

"Seeing Atu grow up makes big sister really happy," Margaret said gently, looking at me. Then she brought her rosy lips close to my ear and whispered, "And also, seeing my Atu so adorable... I can barely resist the urge to just eat you up~"

"Big s-sis... you, you... you..."

Feeling the girl's warm breath on my ear, my face reddened from my neck to the tips of my ears.

Although this is the standard development in ero fiction... although I've read thousands of erotic books in that old bastard's basement... although I'm well-versed in one hundred and eight different positions spanning thirty-six heavenly and seventy-two earthly categories...

But, but, but... I'm still a virgin!

Such close and intimate contact with a girl is really too stimulating!