Avoid Yandere Constellation

The cross-dressing contest begins.

The host scans the audience and smiles.

“Alright, let’s begin the Royal Academy Cross-dressing Contest!”

Although there isn’t a huge cheer, the venue is packed.

After all, this is just a fun event.

The seats are free, and it’s rare to see male students of the Royal Academy cross-dressing.

It’s no wonder the venue is full.

Among the audience are Lise, the Constellation, Rain, and Burke.

They all have Memorial Crystals in their hands.

In response, Rain shakes her head.

“I don’t know either. But judging by his appearance, he’s probably the last one. As far as I know, the more perfect the cross-dressing, the later the number.”

“Ah, so he must be the last one, huh?”

Burke can’t help but laugh, thinking about Soo-yong’s reaction.

Rain nods in agreement.

However, the two of them don’t know that there’s someone even more impressive than Soo-yong.

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About an hour has passed since the start of the cross-dressing contest.

So far, the participants have been as expected, with appearances so terrible that they make the audience laugh.

But the last two are different.

As the host who has been running the contest for three years, he has never seen anyone as perfect as these two.

Especially the last participant.

‘Is that person really a man?’

From the outside, it’s hard to believe that they’re cross-dressing; they look so perfect.

But their reactions give them away as men.

In his three years of hosting, the host has seen many people who enjoy cross-dressing.

Even if they’re serious about it, their masculinity still shows.

However, these people have one thing in common.

When it’s time to perform, they’re serious, but right before they go on stage, they show signs of self-loathing and reality-check.

And the last participant is no exception.

Despite looking like a woman, his reactions reveal that he’s definitely a man.

‘Yeah, he’s definitely a man.’

The host opens his mouth to speak.

“Well, then, we have two participants left. Let me tell you, these two are on a whole different level compared to the others.”

At this, the audience gasps in surprise.

-Ooooh!

The host nods as the audience’s reaction dies down.

“Alright, then! Let’s bring out participant number 19!”

As soon as the host finishes speaking, Kim Soo-yong emerges from the tent covering the participant waiting room.

The audience members widen their eyes in shock.

“Wow, he must be serious about cross-dressing.”

“Yeah, he’s definitely on a different level from the others.”

“Agreed.”

Unlike the audience, Rain and Burke are shocked for a different reason.

“Isn’t Soo-yong the last one?”

“If he’s not the last one, what level is the last participant at?”

As the audience, excluding Lise and the Constellation, reacts in surprise, the host hands a microphone to Kim Soo-yong and asks, “Participant number 19, I have a question for you. Is cross-dressing your hobby?”

“….No, it’s not.”

The host, not expecting such a firm response, feels awkward and asks another question.

“I see. Then, I have another question. Did you do your own makeup?”

“….No, a friend did it…”

“If a friend did it, they should be here, right? Their skills are amazing. Who is this friend? Can you raise your hand?”

At this, Rain raises her hand in the audience.

All eyes turn to Rain.

She doesn’t show any signs of embarrassment, even with everyone’s attention on her.

“Yes, I’m here!”

The host, seeing Rain, nods in understanding.

“As I thought, you’re a woman.”

Saying this, the host looks back and forth between Kim Soo-yong and Rain.

Then, with a mischievous smile, he asks, “Are you two a couple?”

“…….”

The two of them blush and remain silent.

“Ah, I didn’t expect it to be true. You two, die! Singles should die!”

As the host finishes speaking, Rain blushes and waves her arms, saying, “No, we’re not a couple yet!”

“Ah, yes! I understand. Everyone, they’re not a couple! Anyway, that’s all the questions I have. Now, does anyone in the audience have any questions? Raise your hands.”

At this, the audience raises their hands, most of them women.

The host points to a female middle school student in the front row.

“Yes, you can ask your question.”

“You’re so pretty! Tell us your name!”

At her exclamation, Kim Soo-yong blushes in embarrassment and trembles.

Seeing his reaction, the host answers on his behalf, “Unfortunately, participant number 19 requested anonymity. We can’t reveal their name.”

At this, the women in the audience sigh and gasp in disappointment.

It’s not surprising that they’re disappointed.

Even though Kim Soo-yong is cross-dressing, his good looks are still evident.

With his makeup enhancing his features, his face is undeniably handsome.

As a result, Kim Soo-yong, unaware of his popularity, is quite popular at the Royal Academy.

The audience asks various questions, and the host checks the time before speaking.

“Alright, that’s enough questions. We still have the appeal time left. Have you decided what you’ll do?”

“I’ll do a sword dance.”

At this, the audience looks at Kim Soo-yong with curiosity.

To quickly get out of this situation, he takes out a sword from his ring of space.

Then, with a seriousness he hasn’t shown before, he performs a sword dance.

The audience is amazed, exclaiming, “Wow!”

To be honest, most of the appeal time performances have been useless, like dancing, sit-ups, and push-ups.

But Kim Soo-yong’s sword dance, instead of being cool, is beautiful in its movements.

As Kim Soo-yong finishes his sword dance, the audience applauds.

“Alright, participant number 19’s appeal time is over. Good job.”

With that, Kim Soo-yong hurries into the changing room.

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Kim Soo-yong’s turn is over, and now it’s my turn.

Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it.

Why did I ever sign up for this?

I really want to cancel right now.

I wish time could just stop.

However, the host, as if reading my thoughts, calls me without mercy.

“And now, it’s your turn, number 20.”

“Yes, yes!”

I stand up, my forehead beaded with sweat, my voice altered by magic to a mix of falsetto and tenor.

Meanwhile, Kim Soo-yong, after changing his clothes and makeup, joins Rain’s group.

He looks around, moving his eyes, to see if anyone recognizes him.

Fortunately, no one is staring at him.

Kim Soo-yong sighs in relief.

Of course, it’s just his imagination.

The reason no one is looking at him is that Rain is glaring at him with narrowed eyes.

Rain, upon seeing Kim Soo-yong, asks with a curious expression, as if she had been waiting for him all along.

“Soo-yong, how was the last participant?”

“They were way more perfect than me.”

“What?!”

At Kim Soo-yong’s words, Rain and Burke widen their eyes in surprise.

It’s no wonder they’re surprised.

Kim Soo-yong’s cross-dressing was so perfect that anyone would think, ‘No one can top this.’

So, it’s no surprise that they’re shocked to hear him say he’s not even close.

Kim Soo-yong ignores their reactions and speaks.

“I think that person will win.”

As soon as he finishes speaking, the cross-dressing contest resumes.

“Alright, we’re down to the last participant in the Royal Academy Cross-dressing Contest. Just like participant number 19, participant number 20 has requested anonymity, so we can’t reveal their real name. Participant number 20, please come out!”

Everyone’s gaze shifts to the waiting room.

Lise and the Constellation take out their Memorial Crystals and start recording.

Participant number 20 slowly makes their way onto the stage.

As the spotlight shines on them, the audience gasps in awe.

-Wow…

Kim Soo-yong’s group is no exception.

“Crazy.”

“Insane.”

“With the spotlight on them, they look even more like a woman.”

Long black hair reaching down to the waist, contrasting with the spotlight.

Flawless, honey-like skin without a single blemish, and rosy cheeks.

Alluring pink lips, delicate jawline, feminine features, and slender neck.

Not only is their face perfect, but their body, even in a suit with pants, is voluptuous with a full chest, defined waist, and alluring hips.

Everyone in the audience, except Lise and the Constellation, has the same thought.

Is that participant really a man?

The host has a similar thought, but he’s been hosting the cross-dressing contest for three years.

He remains calm and hands the microphone to Kaine.

“You’re incredibly beautiful. Do you cross-dress often?”

“N-no, of course not.”

Kaine responds with a trembling voice.

The audience, seeing his reaction, all think the same thing.

‘That person is definitely a man.’

If the participant were a woman, they wouldn’t have reacted so intensely.

Kaine’s face shows that he’s on the verge of dying from embarrassment.

“I see. Then, let me ask another question. Is there a reason why you joined the cross-dressing contest?”

“…….”

Kaine is so overwhelmed by self-loathing and reality-check that he can’t think of an answer.

…I guess I’ll say it’s for the prize money.

After all, that’s the most reasonable excuse.

If he says he’s aiming for the prize money, his dedication to the contest can be somewhat understood.

‘And they’ll think he doesn’t have money.’

In other words, they’ll assume he’s not the wealthy David von Kaine.

Kaine, with a slightly embarrassed face, answers the host’s question.

“I… I joined for the money…”

“Ah, money. That makes sense.”

The host nods in understanding and continues to question Kaine.

As the host asks more questions, Kaine, unprepared, fidgets with his fingers and responds with difficulty.

Seeing this, the audience is completely captivated.

“I feel like I’m about to discover something strange.”

“Me too.”

Everyone in the audience agrees.

The host, like a professional, pretends not to hear this and asks, “Alright, then. Does anyone in the audience have any questions?”

As if waiting for this moment, someone raises their hand.

The host points to the person, a woman.

“Yes, you can ask your question now, ma’am.”

“what’s oppa’s underwear color?”

The woman is none other than the Constellation.

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