I Died and Was Reincarnated as a Goth Femboy

The first thing Kenjiro sought out in the Femboy Adventuring Guild was the gym. To his surprise, it was impressively equipped, with sleek machines and a full rack of weights. A flicker of his old self sparked within him. He spent the next hour pushing his frail body to its absolute limits, the familiar burn a welcome anchor in this sea of absurdity. Exhausted, drenched in sweat, he stumbled over to a high-tech vending machine, craving a simple protein shake. He selected his drink, and the screen flashed: 250 Femboy Coins.

He checked his LilyPad account. Balance: 100 FC.

A growl of pure frustration escaped his lips. He couldn't even afford a damn drink. Mumbling curses under his breath, he pulled out his phone again, defeated. There was only one way. He opened the camera, his face a mask of contempt. Angling the phone from below to make himself look as imposing as possible, he snapped another selfie, his expression radiating pure anger. He posted it with no caption.

The notifications were instantaneous.

+50 FC

+75 FC

+100 FC

The coins poured in, along with the comments.

such a beauty

marry me

Then came one that made his blood boil. A user named GluteusMaximus commented: i've saw him at the streets today he got the gyat.

Kenjiro saw red. He furiously typed a reply in all caps. I DON'T HAVE A GYAT, STFU.

The user replied almost instantly: Such a tsundere, cute~

"THAT'S IT!" Kenjiro roared, attracting stares from across the gym. "I'M GOING TO CLIMB A TREE AND DESTROY EVERYTHING I SWE—"

"Oh my dear Bombom, getting more coins?"

A pair of arms wrapped around him from behind in a sudden hug. It was Ryo, looking thoroughly amused. Kenjiro went rigid, a furious blush creeping up his neck.

"H-hey! S-stop it! I just needed that damn drink!" he stammered, squirming out of the embrace.

With a triumphant smirk, Kenjiro purchased his drink and chugged it down. Afterwards, Ryo led him to a room that had been prepared for him. It wasn't just a room; it was a luxury suite fit for royalty. A massive bed, opulent furniture, and a walk-in closet that was a spectacle in itself. It was filled with all sorts of clothing, from stylish streetwear to elaborate fantasy outfits and... other, more suggestive cosplays that Ryo had clearly included on purpose. Kenjiro slammed the door in Ryo's laughing face.

After resting, he awoke ready. It was time for his quest. He dressed in a simple black shirt and the purple skirt he found in the closet—the most practical things he could find—and headed for the exit. As he was about to leave, Ryo approached, holding a small, scanner-like device.

"Ready for your big Rank C mission? I'm coming with you, of course. Got to make sure your... gyat... stays intact," Ryo said with a joking grin. "Hold still."

He pointed the device at Kenjiro, and a holographic panel materialized in the air between them.

Level 5 - Kenjiro "Bombom" Tanaka

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Strength: 20

Intelligence: 1

Agility: 3

Dexterity: 3

Charisma: 2

Luck: 8

Perception: 2

"Oh, you already leveled up?" Ryo said, genuinely surprised. "Your strength is really high, that's cool. But," he pointed to the other numbers, "that's why you're still Rank C. Your other stats are abysmal."

Kenjiro stared at the screen, bewildered. "How am I 20 in strength while looking like a weak stick?"

Ryo leaned in, a mischievous glint in his eyes, and poked Kenjiro's rear. "Maybe your butt is giving you those stats." He burst out laughing.

Kenjiro's face went crimson. He slapped Ryo's hand away, his fists clenched. "Let's just go kill some spiders."