Matsuo-Or perhaps Sefira was more suitable at the moment-had only barely managed to tear her eyes away from her own reflection. To promptly stare at her own petite, slender, delicate hands in mute shock, but progress was progress. It was hard to do anything else. Her body had once been... well, a university-age man's.

And now... Sefira looked like she was somewhere in her teens. Petite and youthful, with a figure lacking any real maturity. This was all by design. Matsuo had modeled Sefira on some of his favorite tsundere characters. He particularly liked the short ones who got angry for being mistaken for younger then they actually were. Of course that wasn't the [i]only[/i] reason he liked them, they still had to be developed characters beyond that...

But right now Sefira was cursing her own past decisions internally. Not only was she now female, but she was so [i]small[/i]. It was going to be even harder to deal with!

So caught up in her own thoughts was the blonde elf that she only registered something was coming at her moments before it actually struck. A part of her brain actually capable of making rational thoughts realized it was the familiar winged shape of a harpy.

Another part of her wondered if she was about to get killed immediately after ending up in some kind of weird isekai scenario. If this was seriously going to be how her life ended.

Everything was happening all at once. It was [i]too much[/i] happening all at once. A part of her just wanted to scream.

And then...

Someone tackled her to the ground from the side. Sefira yelped as she hit the ground, landing on her back as her savior landed on top of her, both out of reach of those sweeping, grasping claws.

For a few moments, Sefira simply laid there beneath her savior, her mind trying to catch up with the situation.

At least until said savior decided to make comments about her figure. Almost immediately, in spite of everything, her cheeks reddened.

"Wh-what are you, some kind of dirty old man!?" she shouted, unable to contain herself, "We're caught up in some kind of stupid isekai plot and now there's monsters, and you're... y-you're..."

Even thinking about her own body was embarrassing at this point.

"We need to g-get... just let me up! Gaaaah..."

Flustered, trying to collect her thoughts, Sefira glanced skywards. There really was a lot of other monsters, and the sky had gotten dark...

Wait.

If she was Sefira now, did that mean...?

[@Rune_Alchemist]