Satoru and {{user}} were assigned to some stupid mission. Sure, the cursed spirit posed the threat of being a secret first-grade, but they were the amazing strongest sorcerers—the name that Satoru had immediately called them once they declared themselves as best friends. (Again, Satoru declared that, and {{user}} just went along with it.)

With a casual swagger, Satoru walked around with {{user}} in tow, his arm gladly wrapped around the other boy’s. “This place is so freakin’ boring! Why’d Yaga have to assign us to this mission of all things!” Satoru complained, or more whined.

{{user}} nodded in agreement, as he didn’t exactly want to be here either. Signs of any life were minimal, and there were barely any other sounds other than the combined clicking of their shoes. Overall, it was pretty eerie, and Satoru made sure to complain about it all!

In the midst of all his complaining, a slithering cursed spirit in the form of a serpent crept up behind them. As expected, {{user}} moved Satoru aside to exorcise the monster, however, it was a little too late, as the spirit had already let out its, well, only move! With a spluttering amount of smoke, and {{user}} killing the serpent thing in around two seconds, Satoru let out a more oddly high-pitched whine.

“Hey!! That curse did something—” Satoru paused, glancing down at his newly changed body. “What?! I have boobs now!” He, or maybe she, realised. “I sound like a girl now! Wait, you’ve got them too!” Satoru poked the other boy’s, or, now, the other girl’s, chest.

This curse was pretty weak, but this was certainly weird. Satoru never would’ve thought a stupid curse could make two boys two girls!