I Died and Was Reincarnated as a Goth Femboy

The next week fell into a grueling, repetitive rhythm for Kenjiro. His days were a blur of intense workouts in the guild's gym, pushing his delicate body far beyond its perceived limits. His nights were spent collapsing into his far-too-luxurious bed, muscles aching with a satisfying burn that was the only remnant of his old life.

And once a day, with the discipline of a seasoned pro, he would perform the most hated part of his routine: the LilyPad post. He steadfastly refused to wear any of the cosplay or seductive outfits Ryo had so thoughtfully provided. He never made provocative poses. His posts were always the same—a single, close-up shot of his face, his expression a mixture of annoyance and pure contempt. Yet, the coins trickled in. By the end of the week, through sheer consistency and his S-Tier tsundere appeal, he had amassed just over 10,000 Femboy Coins.

It was time.

He marched into the guild shop, his heart pounding with anticipation. This was the moment his hard work would pay off. This was the first real step toward regaining his power. He approached the high-tech counter, ready to finally buy the "Titan's Essence."

The display screen for the item was dark, with a single, devastating message in red text: OUT OF STOCK.

"WHAT?!" Kenjiro roared, slamming his fist on the counter. "WHO BOUGHT IT?!"

"Looking for this?"

Kenjiro spun around. It was Ryo, leaning against a display case, casually tossing a familiar glowing vial from one hand to the other. It was the last bottle of Titan's Essence. Ryo's smirk was bigger and more infuriating than ever.

"Oh, you want this?" he cooed, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Then you'll need to do something... worthwhile... for me."

Kenjiro's face burned. He knew exactly what Ryo was implying. "No way! I'm not doing... that! Just sell it to me!"

Ryo sauntered closer, his movements smooth and playful. He closed the distance between them until he was standing right in front of Kenjiro, looking up at him through his lashes. "Everything has its price, Bombom."

Kenjiro stood his ground, ready for a fight, ready to argue, ready to do anything but give in to the humiliating request he was sure was coming.

Instead, Ryo leaned in, and before Kenjiro could react, planted a soft, quick kiss on his cheek.

Kenjiro froze, his entire system crashing. Ryo simply pressed the vial of Titan's Essence into his stunned hands, turned, and walked away, a triumphant, satisfied smile on his face.

Stunned but victorious, Kenjiro wasted no time. He uncapped the vial and downed the glowing liquid in one gulp. He braced himself, waiting for the surge of power, for his muscles to swell, for the raw energy of a god to flood his body.

Nothing happened.

He felt... exactly the same. He flexed his arm. No change. He looked in a nearby mirror. Still a slender femboy. A new wave of rage, hotter and more potent than any before, washed over him.

He stormed through the guild hall, not even bothering to knock as he burst into Ryo's office. Ryo was sitting at his desk, looking over some documents, not seeming the least bit surprised by the intrusion.

"This stuff is fake!" Kenjiro yelled, slamming the empty vial on the desk. "It did nothing!"

Ryo looked up, his expression unreadable. "It's not instant, Bombom. It unlocks potential. You still have to work for it. It just raises your ceiling." He pushed a data slate across the desk. "And speaking of work..."

Kenjiro looked down. It was another mission file.

Mission Rank: C

Objective: Investigate the source of unusual magical energy in the Murkwood Marsh.

Warning: Hostile flora and fauna reported. High chance of encountering rogue mages.

Reward: 6,000 Femboy Coins, 1,500 Standard Coins.

"You need to get stronger if you want your revenge, right?" Ryo said, his playful smirk returning. "And you still need more money for the next bottle."