The Transformed Woman
Cast:
Cure Blossom, Hanasaki Tsubomi - age 19
Hyuuga Kazuya - Cure Bloom's husband - age 26
April, 2015
"Good morning, ladies and gents. You should be here for section G of Professor Eguchi's Astronomy 111 lecture. If that's not what you're here for, raise your hand and we'll try to figure out where you're meant to be."
No hands go up.
One of the hazards of pursuing a Masters degree is occasionally having to teach, but Kazuya can at least take comfort in the fact that he is being paid for it. He still hopes to return to JAXA in the future, but next time he intends to be working for money. By comparison, Kazuya only has to lead a study section of twenty students from his professor's large lecture class.
It isn't even his first time doing it, which means that his mind starts to wander almost immediately as he goes over the items on the course syllabus. The students are a pretty standard batch for the class. Twelve men, eight women, all of them likely nineteen or twenty years old. He'd been in their position once, and some of them could end up in his position eventually.
One woman stands out in particular. He isn't sure why. Pink hair isn't that uncommon, and plenty of women choose to grow their hair long. There are plenty of students who need glasses, too. It's not that he's attracted to her. She is pretty, but Kazuya prefers his wife. Just the same, he remains conscious of the woman's presence.
After he dismisses the class, he stops her by the door.
"This may sound strange, but have we met somewhere before?"
"Oh?" The woman covers her mouth in surprise. "Don't you remember?"
"Then we have met? I'm having trouble putting a name to your face."
"I'm not sure you should be allowed to say that after calling roll."
"Please accept my earnest apology. It is as you say."
"Since you apologized, I'll give you a hint." She turns her back to him, then digs for a few moments in her purse. When she turns back, it is as if she has suddenly transformed. Her glasses are gone, and her hair has been pulled into a high ponytail with a flower-shaped clip. She smiles. "Do you remember now?"
"Cure Blossom?"
The woman giggles. "Is that a question? Maybe I should tell on you to your wife."
"Please don't. She already knows how dense I am."