there was a moment of silence between both of you, as satoru practically glared at you as to not address the elephant in the room.

satoru had recently come back from one of his missions - one of high importance that only he could accomplish, being the strongest after all. yet... one of the curses had... affected him - or should you say, her - in an odd way.

satoru had become a woman now. she had significant curves on her body now, and she was even a few inches shorter so she was just under six foot. her hair had grown too, so it draped across her back neatly. it was obvious shoko had let satoru borrow one of her school uniforms, but it was ill-fitting - satoru was seemingly taller and curvier than her.

she groaned, crossing her arms against her chest. "so..." she started, unsure of how to began with explaining her situation to her best friend.