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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School – Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Disadvantages During Witch Transformation

During this time, I’ve been practicing with Sister Bai since it’s just tying hair. After the initial adjustment, it’s actually quite easy to get the hang of it because the hairstyles I’m learning aren’t that difficult.

I’ve also chatted a lot with Sister Bai during this period.

For example, we talked about some precautions for girls in daily life, but at the Witch Academy, you hardly see boys, or at least those who are biologically still boys, so the things Sister Bai mentioned were just basic precautions.

“By the way, Sister Bai, um… am I going to have that, you know, period, too?”

I seemed to remember something at the end and directly asked, changing the subject.

If I had to say what wasn’t great about becoming a girl, it might be this?

Having to bleed every month is really terrifying. Plus, I’m in a bad mood during those days and have to watch my diet—it’s like being in prison.

More importantly, I don’t know how to use sanitary pads, and I don’t even know when I would get my first period. Do I have to wait until I start bleeding for the first time?

Just thinking about that scene feels awkward…

“What’s wrong? Starting to worry? Didn’t you want to become a girl?” Sister Bai laughed as soon as she heard my question.

“Uh… even if that happens, I would accept it; I’m just a bit worried right now…”

“That’s indeed a significant concern.” Sister Bai sighed. “But it looks like you won’t have to worry too much.”

“Huh? Why?” I instinctively asked.

“Because from the moment you were filled with the Magic Source, you’ve never become a girl; you have become a witch.”

“What do you mean?” I still didn’t understand what Sister Bai was trying to explain.

“Didn’t you carefully check the data on your phone? That gender category is not simply ‘female’; it’s specifically marked as ‘witch.’ You are experiencing witch transformation, not just becoming a girl. You need to clarify these two concepts.”

“Uh… is there a difference?” I scratched my head slightly. Isn’t it all just becoming a girl?

“Although witches look quite similar to humans and, in some sense, represent the standard image of a defined female, they are essentially different. Witches do not have periods, you know~”

“Really? That’s great!” Hearing this answer, I sighed in relief. I didn’t expect it to be so convenient to be a witch.

“Don’t celebrate too early. Right now, you have just begun your initial witch transformation with the Magic Source. Currently, by the definition of race, you belong to no race at all, so you’re in a very special state, which is a preparatory witch.”

“Hmm… so? Am I still going to have a period?” My face instantly fell.

“I’m not trying to imply that. What I mean is that you are neither human nor witch right now, but are in an intermediate state of witch transformation. Strictly speaking regarding gender, you have nothing to do with girls. After all, you are transitioning from a male human to a witch, and the process doesn’t biologically flow into a female human state; it’s merely structurally similar.”

After saying a lot, Sister Bai paused and seemed to realize she hadn’t answered my question. “So you won’t have a menstrual cycle.”

“Oh! I didn’t quite understand, but I understood the last sentence!” I nodded excitedly. As long as I don’t get that, it’s fine!

“You…”

Sister Bai was a bit helpless about my focus but didn’t say anything further.

“Xiao Han, do you know what my earlier words represent?”

“What do you mean? Doesn’t it mean I won’t have periods?” I answered somewhat naively, as I was currently focused solely on this and had little interest in knowing more.

“You still don’t understand. A person undergoing witch transformation has departed from the realm of humanity; the definition of race cannot accurately describe it and can only be temporarily referred to as a preparatory witch. Xiao Han, you should know about reproductive isolation, right?”

“Reproductive isolation? Oh, I know about that… But why are we talking about this? Sister Bai, you’re not saying witches can’t get pregnant, right?” My hand froze, and I suddenly realized.

“That’s half correct. Preparatory witches in a state of transformation cannot get pregnant, meaning they can’t bear the next generation.”

“But… how does that concern me? Sister Bai, do you expect that I would get pregnant?” After a moment of stunned silence, I calmed down. I really wouldn’t be good at that!

What was I worried about?

“That seems to be the case; my concern might have been a bit excessive. However, once you achieve Extraordinary Witch status, you can get pregnant normally. Just remember that part.” Bai Yu gently rubbed her forehead, seeming to realize she had overthought. When she first learned this information, it had taken her a long time to recover.

But later she accepted it, after all… wouldn’t it be fine once she became an Extraordinary Witch?

“Got it, got it~”

I said somewhat perfunctorily. Not to mention getting pregnant; I don’t even plan to engage in that sort of thing with anyone. I’m still thinking about preserving my first time.

What kind of mentality is this?

A mutated virgin complex?

But no matter how, since this first experience hasn’t happened, one would subconsciously want to continue on, to be a psychological succubus master while physically a pure and innocent virgin girl. Isn’t that contrast a bit unfair?

I really love to brag, right?

The only pity is that I’ve long had a girlfriend, but we only maintained the most basic relationship, and besides, we’ve already broken up.

But at that time, I couldn’t foresee my current situation, could I?

Back then, I just felt it was a pity that I had not experienced sweet romance in this lifetime. After experiencing it, I realized it was a load of nonsense.

Time-consuming and laborious, plus the guy had to take the initiative… so there were reasons for the breakup, not just due to my significant differences with the other party.

However, I felt a bit melancholic after the breakup, though just a little—just a bit.

Time flies quickly. Unless something unexpected happens, I won’t be waiting for my new roommate today. Nevertheless, I’ve learned many things.

Although Sister Bai only taught me these things simply, having this foundation will definitely make life much easier afterward. The sky outside has turned dark, and the street lights have come on, but after dark, it seems to add a new vibrance here.

After all, for young people, the arrival of night is just the beginning of nightlife.

Whether releasing excess enthusiasm outside or enjoying one’s own craft at home, it’s all the same.

But I felt exhausted early on.

After all, this day, I had accepted far too many changes, and my life was about to undergo… no, it had already undergone a complete transformation.

“Wait? Sister Bai, are you going to stay here?”

“Yes, after all, I promised to teach you many things, including how to take a shower, how to wash your hair, and how to take care of your shiny black hair~”

“It seems… that’s a fair point~”

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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

身为男生志愿填魔女学院很奇怪吗
Score 8.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch. Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance. But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control. “Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?” She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement. After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.

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