"Haah~..." Getting discharged and changing into women's clothing was a mess... Changing out of the loose hospital gown into lingerie was a complete mess—asking a nurse for help was embarrassing... "I... guess I need to womenize myself..." I swore not to mess up my life as a girl... Though I shivered - having to know how to do makeup and hair, know fashion trends, and how to act like and be a girl... How do girls keep up with everything? I let out a sigh—, I got a lot of work to do...

  I wore a light blue sun dress that was given to me as I was discharged by one of Doctor Halcation's acquaintance. The breeziness under my legs felt... it felt uncomfortable. I felt open and exposed with the breeze on my legs. "It is something I will need to get used to as a girl..." I told myself quietly. Though I wondered to myself how girls felt safe wearing short skirts and miniskirts...

  I took out my phone from my bag and looked at my map on my phone. I marked the pce that was supposedly my home and headed out. Where I lived wasn't far; just a train station away, from Thersia to Arcastea and some walking.

  As I left the hospital, I realized when I was walking that it felt natural... walking as a girl. I didn't really know it myself - it was only walking -, but I didn't need to force myself to look like a girl. As I sat down on the train seat, I also felt it natural for me to sit as a girl... Perhaps—... Some part of Alicia's feminine instincts was still left in the body for everyday tasks.

  My trip was uneventful with nothing to note. In enough time, I soon approached the address that was my new home. With the door in front of me, I looked for the key to open the door to our house.

  I had to go through the various keys in my keychain, fumbling around with the various keys - trying to insert a key before trying again with another. I eventually found one that went in.

  Twisting the key in the keyhole and twisting the doorknob, I opened the door, and—... a little girl just a little shorter than me came to the door, "Hello—eh?" Upon seeing me, she put her hand to her mouth... She must be my younger sister Cecelia?

  I gave a friendly light wave, "I'm... I'm back... Cecelia."

  "Alicia..." Why...? Did she look so frightened? At me? "I'm... I—... I'm sorry—..." Eh?

  "What are you sorry for?" Oh—er, I... don't know anything about Alicia's and Cecelia's retion. For all I could know, they could be close or extremely hostile to each other. Though—,

  "I'm sorry—because of me—..." I was at a loss—I had no idea what Cecelia was talking about... Though a bad feeling crept up on my mind; was she afraid I was going to chastise her? I felt like she wasn't apologizing for causing this accident that I was involved in, "And... I'm sorry for—,"

  "Idiot..." I uttered before putting her between my—err, chest... "I don't know exactly what happened before, but—I am back." I kept her close to my body and hugged her, "I'm—... I can't say much—but you can rely on me—,"

  Cecelia somehow squirmed her way out of my embrace—, "... excuse me..." before dashing up the stairs... Cecelia seemed to be utterly frightened by me; for some reason... I had no idea what caused this - perhaps my odd actions did.

  "Ano—..." I... stood confused—I only did what I thought was best at that time...

  ... ... ...

  I regained my composure, "I—... guess I should see what we have." I took off my shoes, putting them onto a shoe rack near the entrance, and stepped inside our house.

  By the looks of it outside, the house didn't look terribly big; suitable for a family of 2 alongside the parents. Though inside, our house looked... homely? I couldn't exactly describe it, but I felt at ease here. Compared to the rge family home I used to live in, this house felt like a home.

  I went through to find the kitchen through the living area and looked around. Inside the fridge, I looked around to see—, well, I mean it looked normal. There was what I would expect to be in a fridge. The kitchen looked cleaned and maintained - likely Cecelia's work. At least she was dependable on that end. Looking in the fridge again, I looked to see what I could make ter for lunch. Looking, I decided I would likely just make a simple curry with rice. Though I would also like to get a few things before doing so.

  I closed the fridge, now—err... where is my room?

  I went upstairs, room to room; finding where the washroom was, what looks like to be our parent's room, what looked like... my room, and a locked door that I assumed was Cecelia's room.

  I went back into my room, "Now—..." Err—I didn't have ill-intentions... It was simply my own - I told myself.

  My room was pretty spacious, and the walls were pink and light blue - it actually looked pretty good. My bed was simple, but the bedding was a light pink. Above my bed was a painting - I had no artistic talent, so I couldn't really gauge it, but it looked good. Next to my bed was a small desk on the wall with a small mirror, and the chair that went to the desk was a simple wooden chair. There was also a stand - I assumed it was a drawing stand by how it looked. There was a bookshelf on the opposite side with the. On the bookshelf I noticed a music book boldly dispyed. Though what caught my eyes was the closet with a sliding door; opening it I saw the lines of clothes and a full-length mirror...

  ... this was the first time I took a look at my body... Err—, I wasn't doing anything wrong, I was simply just interested in how I looked - that's all...

  I took a more petite stature than I imagined, I was quite slim. I couldn't really say how tall I was, but... I could tell I wasn't exactly tall; once I saw others around my age I would likely be able to tell how tall I am. Aside from my height, I had fair-white legs that felt devoid of fat and petite arms... Yet... "... Ho—how does someone like this have such..." Moderate... chest? They weren't massive; but they didn't seem small or even average for someone my stature. I shook my head—I shouldn't dwell over the size of my chest; it is apart of me... Besides the spots that would draw attention the most; my eyes were a special shiny-orange peach color and nicely shaped - they were beautiful. Above that, my light brown hair stretched down straight to around my chest. My bangs naturally formed themselves slightly in front of my eyes and swept themselves to the left nicely. I always wanted to do this; "Ah... feels so nice..." The small breeze of air that came from my hair falling after quickly lifting it above my head felt nice and pleasing...

  ... In all, I was definitely a beautiful girl...

  ... ... ...

  I looked into the closet again. There were a few things I wanted to get for making lunch, so I looked into the closet for something to change into. There were dresses, skirts, and shirts... Err, blouses they were called, I think? There were no pants here at all... After looking at a white frilly skirt and a white blouse, I decided to wear that...

  "Ugh—straps..." Trying to strap the skirt behind my hips was awkward. After the nurse helped me put on my lingerie earlier, this now felt much easier; yet still odd to put on compared to the slip-on and zipper button pants I used to wear... It gave me perspective - girls have it rough... After I fumbled around and got my skirt strapped inside, I looked at myself in the mirror again. "... pretty..." I thought I looked pretty good. But there was something I wanted to do—, "Wah~!" Twirling around and having the hem of my skirt flutter air onto me felt nice, but—, "I should be careful..." It also made me realize how vulnerable I was to a slight breeze...

  I took my wallet which had 10000 Marks and left to go shopping.

  "Ano—thank you..." I uttered to the cashier before taking my bags.

  "You have a good rest of your day." The cashier said before taking on another customer.

  I head back home with my bags in hand. Luckily the nearby grocery store wasn't far, though carrying the bags back was exhausting... I thought I didn't get much when I was shopping, but my bags turned out to be heavier than I thought - and they felt heavier as I kept going...

  Eventually I made it back home. I unlock the door and drop my bags at the entrance, utterly exhausted... After taking a moment to breathe, I take off my shoes and take the bags over to the kitchen.

  "Time to cook." I take out the apron from my bag and wear it—... It... it felt different wearing an apron with... my chest... It feels weird, but—I shake my head. Of course - I'm a girl now.

  As I took out things from my bags, I prepped what I would need to make curry. I took out meat and vegetables from the fridge and some crucial seasoning from my bags. With everything set, I started prepping the meat by cutting it.

  My... skills with a knife seemed so sloppy. I knew what to do - I've cooked plenty before -, yet this hand felt clumsy with a knife. Perhaps it was me overthinking my change from a guy to a girl, or the change in body sizes... But I felt unnaturally scared holding the knife - I was afraid I was going to cut myself quite badly with how clumsy my hand was with the knife.

  Considering this, I took it upon myself to be careful with a knife. Having sloppy, rger-than-normal cuts was fine, and I would rather have sloppy cuts than cut myself while cooking. I'll simply train myself in controlling my new body over time.

  After around an hour of chopping the meat and vegetables, cooking it together, then slow cooking everything in water with the pastes, while cooking the rice on the side, my curry was done!

  I took off my apron and headed upstairs. I knocked on her door softly, "Lunch is done Cecelia."

  ... ... ...

  Nothing—er... This—how will I fix our retionship...? Sigh—, well...

  "I'll leave a note for her outside that there is food..." I didn't know how I should act; if I should be meddlesome or not. I was scared that acting too much would frighten her even further, but I didn't want to seem like a neglectful sister.

  I went back downstairs before deciding to also send Cecelia a text as well. I ate alone and cleaned up, then reheated the food in case Cecelia decided to come and eat ter.

  I headed back to my room and lounged around, before doing research on my phone.

  I guess I will need to do some work today; doing research on how to be a girl and researching what trends are. "Sigh—... Maybe I'm doing too much..." Maybe I was fine as I was, but I didn't want to ruin my life here.

  Today was a free day. Though tomorrow would be when Doctor—err, I suppose it would be just Halcation since I'm not in the hospital; Halcation would see us for a discussion on our future. I suddenly remembered the fact that we no longer had parents, and that was likely Halcation's reason for coming over. Yeah—I have a lot of work to do...