I Was a Boy, But Ended Up Becoming a Saintess in Another World
“Three years from now, when we come of age, you’ll marry me, all right?”“But Ling’er, you know I’m a boy.”“Are you saying you don’t want to?”“That’s not it—it’s just that it should be me marrying you, right?”“I don’t care! I want you to marry me!”“…”“Xiyue, will you be my girlfriend?”“But...
“Three years from now, when we come of age, you’ll marry me, all right?”“But Ling’er, you know I’m a boy.”“Are you saying you don’t want to?”“That’s not it—it’s just that it should be me marrying you, right?”“I don’t care! I want you to marry me!”“…”“Xiyue, will you be my girlfriend?”“But… I’m actually a boy.”“Oh, really? That’s fine by me.” Ah yes, another day, another world where gender logic politely excuses itself and love barrels through the door wielding a frying pan of destiny.
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