Author's Note: This is my contribution to the Log Horizon fandom, since I very much love writing and I very much love Tetra.

It was fun to go around charming young men with his avatar's beauty, blowing kisses and talking about his panties and insisting everyone was in love with him.

It was his favorite game, and he saw no reason to stop playing it just because this has become his new reality. He had his avatar's body, fully and completely, and he wanted to make the most it. The Apocalypse wasn't grounds to stop his little game—in fact, it encouraged him to get even more into it after he'd recovered from the frustrating and stressful shock of attaining female biology.

But there came a slight issue.

He'd gotten someone wrapped right around his cute little finger. He was getting suspicious, though, and Tetra didn't know how he was going to deal with it. This particular young man seemed to really like him, even openly interested in something more physical, but now he was beginning to think that perhaps Tetra wasn't the cute girl he pretended to be.

Which he wasn't. But that's besides the point.

He couldn't blame this particular individual—or anyone else, actually—for falling victim to his character's charms. Tetra was absolutely adorable. Her face, the little heart-shaped tattoo on her cheek right below her eye, and even the gear he had found to be kind of stupid-looking at first. Her hair was nice, and her set of cloth armor went nicely with her build and appearance if you gave her more than just a first glance, which was something most people couldn't help doing. She was a capable healer as well, tagging along and making sure no one died during dungeon runs and raids (but also pulling the not-so-occasional Leroy Jenkins).

But now it was so much different. She was now him, which was indeed loads of fun. Well, up until the point when others got suspicious of his gender.

The first time it was brought up directly was with Naertho, the young man mentioned previously. He dodged the question easily, giving a vague halfhearted yeah, yeah as if he wasn't even listening before waiting a moment and loudly announcing that he wanted some cake.

That's what brought them to where they were at present—sitting at a nice table with a cute tablecloth and shoveling food into their mouths. Well, Tetra was. He lacked any kind of ladylike manners and hadn't the slightest clue if he could even act like a "proper" lady if he did learn how. He decided it couldn't be fun for girls to be so polite any kind, anyway, so that's how he'd justify his actions.

And his avatar still looked cute when gorging cake in an almost messy way, so there were no issues there.

"I'm still waiting for an answer."

He looked up at the man sitting across from him. "Yeeees?"

"Are you a boy or a girl?"

Without skipping a beat, he replied, "I'm an Idol."

"What gender are you?"

"Cute, of course!"

Naertho sighed and shook his head. "Then what's in your pants?"

"Fame!" Tetra grinned. "...And panties."

That earned a face-palm, and it was all the boy could do to keep himself from giggling. "I mean in the real world."

He shrugged. "Mostly just fabulousness and sparkles." He reached over and and stole a bite from Naertho's cake. "I don't think you understand." He stood up, spun around, and struck a pose. "I'm too perfect to follow the gender binary!"

Author's Note: this boy is very important please get away from me if you disagree