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	Sure, Kaede had always been called a 'sensitive boy'. He never really fit in with what society saw as 'masculine culture'. However this was definitely NOT what ''he'' had asked for!		Sure, Kaede had always been called a 'sensitive boy'. He never really fit in with what society saw as 'masculine culture'. However this was definitely NOT what ''he'' had asked for!

	Nevertheless, ~~Kaede's fears~~ did wonders in concentrating the mind. Her hyperactive thoughts soon realized exactly what should be done:		Nevertheless, fear did wonders in concentrating the mind. Her hyperactive thoughts soon realized exactly what should be done:

	Objective #1: Find something weapon-like and ''get out'' of this room.		Objective #1: Find something weapon-like and ''get out'' of this room.
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	"On to introductions: my name is Pascal Kay Lennart von Moltewitz, son of Marshal Karl August von Moltewitz of Weichsel, heir to the Landgrave of Nordkreuz. What is yours?"		"On to introductions: my name is Pascal Kay Lennart von Moltewitz, son of Marshal Karl August von Moltewitz of Weichsel, heir to the Landgrave of Nordkreuz. What is yours?"

	''~~A German~~ Landgrave? Didn't the Weimar Republic abolish ~~the nobility~~?''		''Landgrave? That's a German title of nobility. Didn't the Weimar Republic abolish them all?''

	Kaede didn't have a clue on what was going on, and only begrudgingly forced out a basic answer in her new wispy voice: "Kaede Nikita Konstantinovich Suvorsky."		Kaede didn't have a clue on what was going on, and only begrudgingly forced out a basic answer in her new wispy voice: "Kaede Nikita Konstantinovich Suvorsky."

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	Kaede wasn't used to rape alarms going off in ''his'' head.		Kaede wasn't used to rape alarms going off in ''his'' head.

	''Is the universe playing a cruel joke on me or something?'' ~~She~~ couldn't help wonder. ''Is it because I complained too many times about all the unfair expectations placed on me just because I was born male?''		''Is the universe playing a cruel joke on me or something?'' Kaede couldn't help wonder. ''Is it because I complained too many times about all the unfair expectations placed on me just because I was born male?''

	Kaede might have never embraced 'masculine culture', but this was definitely ''~~not~~'' ~~what she~~ asked for!		Kaede might have never embraced 'masculine culture', but this was definitely NOT what ''he'' asked for!

	Nevertheless, Kaede's fears did wonders in concentrating the mind. Her hyperactive thoughts soon realized exactly what should be done:		Nevertheless, Kaede's fears did wonders in concentrating the mind. Her hyperactive thoughts soon realized exactly what should be done:

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	"Excellent, Dame Ariadne! It's remarkable how consistent your summoning is." Professor Albert von Marienfeld's words mirrored his gleaming-onyx eyes as they examined the beautiful wings of Ariadne's flawless white pegasus.		"Excellent, Dame Ariadne! It's remarkable how consistent your summoning is." Professor Albert von Marienfeld's words mirrored his gleaming-onyx eyes as they examined the beautiful wings of Ariadne's flawless white pegasus.

	It wasn't her first pegasus either. Her previous steed had accompanied her since childhood, only to be killed under her during the Battle of Parchim. Her bravery in combat had earned her a Knight's Cross. This not only qualified her to join the prestigious Knights Phantom --the elite air cavalry corp of Weichsel-- at merely twenty years of age, but also exacerbated her rivalry with Pascal.		It wasn't her first pegasus either. Her previous steed had accompanied her since childhood, only to be killed under her during the Battle of Parchim. Her bravery in combat had earned her a Knight's Cross. This not only qualified her to join the prestigious Knights Phantom -- the elite air cavalry corp of Weichsel -- at merely twenty years of age, but also exacerbated her rivalry with Pascal.

	"Thank you, Professor Sir," Ariadne returned a courteous reply as she stood up and brushed back her silken pink cascade. Pleased with her own summoning, she finally let go of the breath she'd been unconsciously holding. With a step forward in the magic circle inscribed using crushed sapphire dust --her birthstone-- mixed with holy water and her own blood, she placed a delicate kiss on the forehead of her new pegasus familiar to seal the bond.		"Thank you, Professor Sir," Ariadne returned a courteous reply as she stood up and brushed back her silken pink cascade. Pleased with her own summoning, she finally let go of the breath she'd been unconsciously holding. With a step forward in the magic circle inscribed using crushed sapphire dust -- her birthstone -- mixed with holy water and her own blood, she placed a delicate kiss on the forehead of her new pegasus familiar to seal the bond.

	"Remember, class, that a familiar is a mage's companion for life." The instructor commented as Ariadne's demonstration finished. "Therefore, your spell should always demonstrate and describe yourself as an individual, much like a wedding oath. When completing the ceremony you should treat your familiar with respect and care, the same as you would treat your future bride or groom at the Holy Father's altar."		"Remember, class, that a familiar is a mage's companion for life." The instructor commented as Ariadne's demonstration finished. "Therefore, your spell should always demonstrate and describe yourself as an individual, much like a wedding oath. When completing the ceremony you should treat your familiar with respect and care, the same as you would treat your future bride or groom at the Holy Father's altar."
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	It had been a tiring week. Kaede was a member of his high school's spring festival planning committee, and this year the timing overlapped with an archery tournament that he would be attending. He had been staying late every day to make sure that his previous years of committee experience would be passed down to his successor. At the same time he had to train at the Kyūdō Archery Club as one of its senior members. Combined with the schoolwork that a 12th-grader still had to finish, it left Kaede with many late nights where he could squeeze in six hours of sleep at best.		It had been a tiring week. Kaede was a member of his high school's spring festival planning committee, and this year the timing overlapped with an archery tournament that he would be attending. He had been staying late every day to make sure that his previous years of committee experience would be passed down to his successor. At the same time he had to train at the Kyūdō Archery Club as one of its senior members. Combined with the schoolwork that a 12th-grader still had to finish, it left Kaede with many late nights where he could squeeze in six hours of sleep at best.

	It didn't help that his sister's family had fallen ill, prompting his Japanese mother to fly to Vladivostok last night to care for them. His father --like most Russian men of his generation-- was useless at housework. Therefore Kaede had to wake up early this morning to prepare breakfast.		It didn't help that his sister's family had fallen ill, prompting his Japanese mother to fly to Vladivostok last night to care for them. His father -- like most Russian men of his generation -- was useless at housework. Therefore Kaede had to wake up early this morning to prepare breakfast.

	Kaede could remember laying on the couch as he waited for the clock to strike 6AM. He was struggling to stay awake until it was time to meet the others and leave for the archery tournament.		Kaede could remember laying on the couch as he waited for the clock to strike 6AM. He was struggling to stay awake until it was time to meet the others and leave for the archery tournament.
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	''All right, deep breaths... calm down and think.''		''All right, deep breaths... calm down and think.''

	Kaede had no clue how long had passed since he, she --whatever one should refer to themselves in such outrageous circumstances-- completely blanked out.		Kaede had no clue how long had passed since he, she -- whatever one should refer to themselves in such outrageous circumstances -- completely blanked out.

	Unfortunately, after several mental shocks and still no ray of enlightenment, Kaede concluded that this was ''probably'' not just a weird dream... which meant that the situation was truly nightmarish.		Unfortunately, after several mental shocks and still no ray of enlightenment, Kaede concluded that this was ''probably'' not just a weird dream... which meant that the situation was truly nightmarish.
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	"The spell picked you, not me... wait a second, you are a man?"		"The spell picked you, not me... wait a second, you are a man?"

	"~~Seventeen~~, before I woke up here!" Her otherwise wispy voice had risen to a soft yell.		"Male and seventeen, before I woke up here!" Her otherwise wispy voice had risen to a soft yell.

	With his brows furrowed, Pascal looked split between confusion and disbelief.		With his brows furrowed, Pascal looked split between confusion and disbelief.

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	Albert now stood over Pascal with the examining gaze of a retired general. He watched the young lord retrieve one rune-engraved stone after another from an extra-dimensional belt pouch. After carefully positioning sixteen of them, Pascal connected the rocks with a series of tiny malachite gems to form a perfect circle. Three larger runic stones followed, this time linked by lapis lazuli gems to draw the smallest equilateral triangle that would contain the ring.		Albert now stood over Pascal with the examining gaze of a retired general. He watched the young lord retrieve one rune-engraved stone after another from an extra-dimensional belt pouch. After carefully positioning sixteen of them, Pascal connected the rocks with a series of tiny malachite gems to form a perfect circle. Three larger runic stones followed, this time linked by lapis lazuli gems to draw the smallest equilateral triangle that would contain the ring.

	"Amazing..." came a feminine murmur as others nodded in consent. ~~"Trust the 'Runelord' Pascal to always try something creative."~~		"Amazing..." came a feminine murmur as others nodded in consent.

	"I believe you and Professor Kirchner are the only two experts of ancient Runic Rituals on campus, and I'm certainly not a specialist on gem magic," Professor Albert commented. "Would you please explain your setup to everyone?"		"I believe you and Professor Kirchner are the only two experts of ancient Runic Rituals on campus, and I'm certainly not a specialist on gem magic," Professor Albert commented. "Would you please explain your setup to everyone?"
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	"Of course." Pascal relished the opportunity. "As you know, Runic Magic was created by the Northmen to reduce the casting time of their battle magic. The runic glyphs on these granite stones replace the mnemonic incantations of the ritual and substitute for our personalized verses. Each symbol is carved deep and inscribed with blood appropriate for bonding magic. Each gemstone is infused with my mana to supply additional magical power. The outer triangle, laid with the gems of truth and wisdom, will enhance the seek and search for the appropriate familiar. Meanwhile the inner ring of malachite, also known as 'the mirror of the soul', will serve as the primary focus of the ritual itself."		"Of course." Pascal relished the opportunity. "As you know, Runic Magic was created by the Northmen to reduce the casting time of their battle magic. The runic glyphs on these granite stones replace the mnemonic incantations of the ritual and substitute for our personalized verses. Each symbol is carved deep and inscribed with blood appropriate for bonding magic. Each gemstone is infused with my mana to supply additional magical power. The outer triangle, laid with the gems of truth and wisdom, will enhance the seek and search for the appropriate familiar. Meanwhile the inner ring of malachite, also known as 'the mirror of the soul', will serve as the primary focus of the ritual itself."

	"~~As expected,~~ you've put plenty of thought into preparing this," the Professor commented. "Very well, you may begin."		"I see you've put plenty of thought into preparing this," the Professor commented. "Very well, you may begin."

	"With the runes handling everything, the ritual itself is quite simple and leaves no chance for errors," Pascal began with assured confidence as he gently cut his right index finger with a dagger. With careful aim, he dripped a drop of fresh blood into the top rune of the inner ring. Like water flowing across routed channels, the stones and gems lit up one after another. They bathed the shadowy room with a combination of crimson, forest, and indigo light. Magic strong enough to be felt pulsed outwards as each glyph lit up, releasing a dense mist that soon enshrouded the entire dance hall.		"With the runes handling everything, the ritual itself is quite simple and leaves no chance for errors," Pascal began with assured confidence as he gently cut his right index finger with a dagger. With careful aim, he dripped a drop of fresh blood into the top rune of the inner ring. Like water flowing across routed channels, the stones and gems lit up one after another. They bathed the shadowy room with a combination of crimson, forest, and indigo light. Magic strong enough to be felt pulsed outwards as each glyph lit up, releasing a dense mist that soon enshrouded the entire dance hall.
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	"The ritual is complete," Pascal announced as he quietly called a wind spell to clear away the mist.		"The ritual is complete," Pascal announced as he quietly called a wind spell to clear away the mist.

	The focus stones and precious gems had been reduced to a ring of worthless gray dust. However what drew gasps from everyone was the ~~small~~ girl that now lay unconscious within it, naked except for Pascal's jacket covering her thin body.		The focus stones and precious gems had been reduced to a ring of worthless gray dust. However what drew gasps from everyone was the short girl that now lay unconscious within it, naked except for Pascal's jacket covering her thin body.

	"Sir Pascal, please explain yourself."		"Sir Pascal, please explain yourself."
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	''Is the universe playing a cruel joke on me or something?'' Kaede couldn't help wonder. ''Is it because I complained too many times about all the unfair expectations placed on me just because I was born male?''		''Is the universe playing a cruel joke on me or something?'' Kaede couldn't help wonder. ''Is it because I complained too many times about all the unfair expectations placed on me just because I was born male?''

	Kaede ~~might have~~ never ~~embraced~~ 'masculine culture'~~, but~~ this was definitely NOT what ''he'' asked for!		Sure, Kaede had always been called a 'sensitive boy'. He never really fit in with what society saw as 'masculine culture'. However this was definitely NOT what ''he'' had asked for!

	Nevertheless, Kaede's fears did wonders in concentrating the mind. Her hyperactive thoughts soon realized exactly what should be done:		Nevertheless, Kaede's fears did wonders in concentrating the mind. Her hyperactive thoughts soon realized exactly what should be done:
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	Kaede was self-taught in both eastern and western swordsmanship, so ''he'' could effectively use any stick of reasonable length. But ''she'', with her thin arms and reduced motor skills, found the 'heavy' poker about as agile as an oversized baseball bat. Her first warm-up swing almost sent her crashing into a long dressing table. Her right hand managed to grab the edge just in time, but not before the metal rod plunged straight into the giant mirror behind the drawers.		Kaede was self-taught in both eastern and western swordsmanship, so ''he'' could effectively use any stick of reasonable length. But ''she'', with her thin arms and reduced motor skills, found the 'heavy' poker about as agile as an oversized baseball bat. Her first warm-up swing almost sent her crashing into a long dressing table. Her right hand managed to grab the edge just in time, but not before the metal rod plunged straight into the giant mirror behind the drawers.

	The loud shattering noise was a dead giveaway.		The loud, shattering noise was a dead giveaway.

	Hearing faint but rushed footsteps beyond the door, Kaede rushed to take cover behind a corner wall near the doorway. With her pervert-beating stick raised and ready, she could feel every heartbeat as the door opened and soft steps made its way in. The door was slow to close. However in the meantime the silhouette cast by the bright hallway lamps marked the intruder's exact position.		Hearing faint but rushed footsteps beyond the door, Kaede rushed to take cover behind a corner wall near the doorway. With her pervert-beating stick raised and ready, she could feel every heartbeat as the door opened and soft steps made its way in. The door was slow to close. However in the meantime the silhouette cast by the bright hallway lamps marked the intruder's exact position.

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	"It worked perfectly! Oh heavenly Father has granted me an angel!"		"It worked perfectly! Oh heavenly Father has granted me an angel!"

	The unconscious girl at his feet was ~~small,~~ petite, and thin. She appeared ~~no older than~~ her ~~mid-teens~~ and gave off a fragile, almost doll-like appearance. Her figure lay concealed beneath his jacket which looked far too big to fit. However the small hands and cute face revealed the flawless white skin that shone like fine porcelain. An adorably tiny nose and thinly curled lashes further decorated her image, while her snowy-white hair ran straight all the way down to thigh-length.		The unconscious girl at his feet was petite and thin. She appeared to be around fifteen or sixteen, though her small build and short stature gave off a fragile, almost doll-like appearance. Her figure lay concealed beneath his jacket which looked far too big to fit. However the small hands and cute face revealed the flawless white skin that shone like fine porcelain. An adorably tiny nose and thinly curled lashes further decorated her image, while her snowy-white hair ran straight all the way down to thigh-length.

	"Did he... just summon a Samaran girl for a familiar?" A spectating student asked.		"Did he... just summon a Samaran girl for a familiar?" A spectating student asked.
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	"Sir Pascal! You still owe--"		"Sir Pascal! You still owe--"

	Professor Albert's words trailed off into oblivion as he froze mid-step. Pascal was bent over the summoned girl, now naked on his four-poster bed with the jacket that once covered her tossed aside on the floor. Meanwhile, the young man's hands were in the midst of pulling ~~lingerie~~ up her thighs.		Professor Albert's words trailed off into oblivion as he froze mid-step. Pascal was bent over the summoned girl, now naked on his four-poster bed with the jacket that once covered her tossed aside on the floor. Meanwhile, the young man's hands were in the midst of pulling silky stockings up her thighs.

	Pascal blinked at him, then raised a single eyebrow.		Pascal blinked at him, then raised a single eyebrow.
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	It didn't help that his sister's family had fallen ill, prompting his Japanese mother to fly to Vladivostok last night to care for them. His father --like most Russian men of his generation-- was useless at housework. Therefore Kaede had to wake up early this morning to prepare breakfast.		It didn't help that his sister's family had fallen ill, prompting his Japanese mother to fly to Vladivostok last night to care for them. His father --like most Russian men of his generation-- was useless at housework. Therefore Kaede had to wake up early this morning to prepare breakfast.

	Kaede could remember laying on the couch as he waited for the clock to strike ~~six am~~. He was struggling to stay awake until it was time to meet the others and leave for the archery tournament.		Kaede could remember laying on the couch as he waited for the clock to strike 6AM. He was struggling to stay awake until it was time to meet the others and leave for the archery tournament.

	''Trash. I wasn't supposed to--!''		''Trash. I wasn't supposed to--!''
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	Realization #2: ''She'' was wearing a pure white halter top of... charmeuse? Some kind of glossy satin-weave, with a crest of some kind laid onto her chest, bosom, in delicate white gold, and not a stitch covering her back.		Realization #2: ''She'' was wearing a pure white halter top of... charmeuse? Some kind of glossy satin-weave, with a crest of some kind laid onto her chest, bosom, in delicate white gold, and not a stitch covering her back.

	Realization #3: Shifting thighs found nothing in between, therefore identifying, once again, that this was a ''she''.		Realization #3: Shifting the thighs found nothing in between except more smooth fabric, therefore identifying, once again, that this was a ''she''.

	Realization #4: WHAT THE HELL!		Realization #4: WHAT THE HELL!
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	Objective #2: Figure out how to return to normal, probably by beating the pervert responsible for this unconscious and then forcing it out of him.		Objective #2: Figure out how to return to normal, probably by beating the pervert responsible for this unconscious and then forcing it out of him.

	~~Pulling~~ her legs out of the bed, ~~Kaede~~ noticed that the charmeuse halter top ~~went~~ down to form a single, ~~seamless leotard~~ with ~~both her underwear and~~ an attached ~~semi-translucent~~ skirt~~. Two~~ garter straps ~~also~~ held up thigh-high ~~socks~~, or more like solid white stockings.		As Kaede pulled her legs out of the bed, she noticed that the charmeuse halter top descended down to form a single-piece garment that tightly hugged her torso. It was almost like a leotard, except with more buttons. Furthermore, it had an attached skirt of muslin and lace, as well as two garter straps which held up thigh-high stocks, or more like solid white stockings.

	''What is this, bridal night lingerie?''		''What is this, bridal night lingerie?''

	A terrifying chill sent shivers down her spine ~~and~~ made her skin crawl.		A terrifying chill sent shivers down her spine which made her skin crawl. At least the undergarment was completely opaque which left all the female parts fully covered.

	With her feet on the carpet, she tried to stand up, only to sway once before collapsing back into the bed. ~~Realizing that she~~ still ~~lacked~~ the motor control to handle her new body~~, she~~ repeated the simple action, this time pacing herself with focused concentration.		With her feet on the carpet, she tried to stand up, only to sway once before collapsing back into the bed. She still seemed to lack the proper motor control to handle her new body. She then repeated the simple action, this time pacing herself with focused concentration.

	''So much effort just to stand and walk... this is beyond ridiculous.''		''So much effort just to stand and walk... this is beyond ridiculous.''
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	Kaede went into action the moment the door closed. Stepping out from behind the corner, she swung the iron poker with a two-handed grip. She made sure its metal spike was facing forward. With her weak arms, she knew that maximizing damage on the initial hit was her only chance of winning.		Kaede went into action the moment the door closed. Stepping out from behind the corner, she swung the iron poker with a two-handed grip. She made sure its metal spike was facing forward. With her weak arms, she knew that maximizing damage on the initial hit was her only chance of winning.

	Carrying a tray filled with sandwiches and a bowl of steaming hot soup, the intruder reflexively lurched the tray forward to use as a shield. Its contents hurled straight towards Kaede, especially the scorching-hot soup which passed right through the middle of her open jacket and onto ~~the~~ thin ~~leotard's~~ top.		Carrying a tray filled with sandwiches and a bowl of steaming hot soup, the intruder reflexively lurched the tray forward to use as a shield. Its contents hurled straight towards Kaede, especially the scorching-hot soup which passed right through the middle of her open jacket and onto her thin undergarment top.

	Her painful yell muffled the young man's clenched grunt. The metal rod bounced off the silver tray with a resounding 'clang', but not before its iron spike slashed into his exposed left fist and broke his index and middle fingers.		Her painful yell muffled the young man's clenched grunt. The metal rod bounced off the silver tray with a resounding 'clang', but not before its iron spike slashed into his exposed left fist and broke his index and middle fingers.

	Tossing the tray towards his left, he used its edge to catch the spike and disarmed her of the poker. Ignoring his broken digits, the man pressed her shaking body ~~face~~ down onto the floor and pinned her arms back in one fluid motion. With a twist from his wrist and two lightning-fast words, a linked pair of ~~steel~~ shackles appeared out of thin air, binding her hands behind her.		Tossing the tray towards his left, he used its edge to catch the spike and disarmed her of the poker. Ignoring his broken digits, the man pressed her shaking body down onto the floor and pinned her arms back in one fluid motion. With a twist from his wrist and two lightning-fast words, a linked pair of iron shackles appeared out of thin air, binding her hands behind her.

	"OwwOwwOwwOwwOwwww!" Kaede continued to thrash about on the floor as her chest burned under the scalding soup.		"OwwOwwOwwOwwOwwww!" Kaede continued to thrash about on the floor as her chest burned under the scalding soup.