Chotto Ippuku
Chapter 7: Insert Naughty Joke Here
From anyone's first look at Gossam, they would most likely say, based on stereotypes, that he was the type of old man who was much less an old wise man than an old weirdo, the type who would follow young women around endlessly (young being the main point; just about every single attractive female was a lot younger than him), and the guy who was pretty much a few bearded ladies short of a freak show.
All of these guesses were, in fact, quite correct.
Of course, as strange a man as he was, at least he was doing something to achieve his goals of being with almost every young woman he came across.
Not that it was actually working. Potions are incredibly difficult to make, and one of the most difficult was the famed "Potion of Youth."
Yes, this was Gossam's current reason for existing. Creating (and drinking) a youth potion. It doesn't sound too bad, until he'd give his reasons for wanting to create one. Unfortunately, the author of this story is not allowed to repeat them.
The youth potion was all he thought about all day, whether it be while eating, potion-making, looking at young women, and picking himself up off the ground after being beaten up by said women.
In fact, he was still thinking about it when he finally created a potion that didn't explode. The silence broke him off from his naughty thoughts. He looked at it strangely.
Nothing.
He poked it with the spoon.
Nothing.
He poured it into a cup.
Still nothing.
So he drank it.
He was starting to feel a bit strange…as if he was changing. And he didn't feel older, as he did after that disastrous last attempt. So he went out to test his new youth. Oh, if he'd only bothered to look in a mirror before setting out (I'd say it was a spoiler, but I never let stories like this end well).
He walked up to Target Numero Uno. Nice figure, medium-length blonde hair, green eyes. "Hello, there," he said, admiring his new young voice. "How about you and me…?"
She looked at him strangely for a few moments, and then walked away.
Okay, not to be discouraged, he set his sights on Number Two. Also a nice figure, long reddish hair, also with green eyes. "So, how are you tonight?" he asked, being as charming as he could. "You should spend the rest of your time with me."
She gave him the same look as the previous girl did, but then said to him, "Sorry, I don't swing that way."
Now it was Gossam's turn to look at her strangely. He then ran off to the fountain, getting a good look at himself.
He was a woman. And he…err, she wasn't any younger.
Oh well, maybe next time. If he wasn't too embarrassed to show his face ever again.
Kyone
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