Transmigrated into a World of Reversed Roles
Chap 48

It was a quiet night. The rain had stopped by the time I got home. Since I’d taken time off from work using “menstruation” as an excuse, my manager had let me rest for the day.

It felt kind of unfair... taking a break for something like this.

But honestly, it was horrifying, especially for someone like me who’s experiencing it for the first time. Did women in my old world really go through this every month? Just imagining I’ll have to go through it again later... made my legs shake.

I sat waiting in front of the doctor as she began checking my body through her computer. Her hair was a soft cream color, and she wore big round glasses.

My mom had gotten incredibly worried after learning what happened to me at school. She rushed me to the hospital immediately.

Her index finger kept tapping on her knee as she sat beside me. I could see sweat on the back of her hand, showing just how nervous she was right now.

Finally, when the doctor turned her eyes away from the screen, Mom couldn’t hold back anymore.

“H-How is my son, doctor?”

“Fortunately, the bleeding from his genitals is completely normal.”

The doctor spoke as she took off her big glasses for a moment and wiped them with a cloth. 

Putting them back on, she continued.

“In fact, I’d even say it’s a good sign for his recovery.”

Relief immediately washed over Mom’s face. She opened her left arm to pull me into a side hug.

“Thank goodness ... you're okay, Ren."

I was thankful too, Mom—though I’m not sure I’m entirely okay. After this, I might seriously need to see a psychologist to fix my mental state.

“Still, please remember your son’s uterus is still fragile. The amount of blood loss was quite a lot. It’s very likely he engaged in some sort of stimulation before his menstruation began. For the sake of healing, I hope this won’t happen again in the future.”

“Ren...”

M-Mom! Don’t look at me with those eyes! I didn’t do anything!

I mean yeah, I looked at some dirty magazines, porn, and stuff... but I swear! I sweeeearrr, that’s not the cause! I’m not a pervert!

Ms. Mizu is the main culpriiiiit!

Not wanting to meet Mom’s eyes, I quickly looked away and tried to think of a topic to change the subject.

In an instant, I had a random question I wanted to ask.

“D-Doctor, my uterus is damaged, right? So why am I still able to menstruate?”

"Ah .. you were sleeping while I was explaining to your parents, weren't you? To put it simply, the uterus has three layers. The inner layer is the endometrium. The middle is the myometrium. And the outer layer is the perimetrium.”

Doctor cleared her throat, probably because it was dry. 

“... And in your case, it’s the perimetrium that was damaged. Meanwhile, the endometrium, which is responsible for accepting embryos, is still functioning normally.”

Great! So that's the reason. Turns out my endomewtrum is still normal... 

Wait, I didn’t understand a single thing the doctor just said! W-What’s with all those alien-sounding names?

Are those the names of new organs in this world? I don't remember learning anything like that in school!

Thankfully, I have a smart mom. I saw her nod slowly, like she understood all the bizarre explanations the doctor just spat out.

“So the one that needs surgery is the outer layer, right?”

“Exactly. Damage to the perimetrium can heal over time, but it won’t return to its original state. That’s why surgery is necessary, and any sexual activity is strictly forbidden, to avoid worsening the injury.”

Doctor stood up from her seat and walked over to a table at the corner of the room, picking up a glass of water.

She took a sip as she returned to her seat.

"Moreover, his testicles, where sperm is received before being delivered to the uterus, also suffered minor injuries—which further strengthens his prohibition against sex."

Dragon Balls are damaged too!?

I didn’t get most of what she said, but the moment it involved the most precious part of every man, I did pay a bit more attention.

Wait, “where sperm is recived”? So the Dragon Balls don’t make sperm in this world? Then... do I still have them?

Slightly panicked, I tried to discreetly touch down there while they weren’t looking.

And ... luckily, I could still feel the two most important items safely in place.

Nice! Long live the Dragon Balls!

Don’t worry, Rayquaza, I can still summon you!

“Do you have any more questions?” 

Doctor looked at us both and kept her hand on the glass, as if ready to refill it if we asked for another long explanation.

My mom held her forehead for a second, then opened her mouth.

"We've already raised the funds. So approximately... when will Ren be able to have the surgery?"

“Anytime you’re ready. Just make sure it’s before the damage becomes permanent.”

Hearing that, my mother didn’t immediately answer.

She turned to me, with eyes that seemed to tell me I should be the one to decide.

... My heart was hesitant, but I knew I had to speak now.

“I...”

I took the time exactly one week before the deadline.

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It was a strange feeling.

I was aware that I was inside a dream, but somehow, everything felt so real, as if I was experiencing it with my own body.

The only difference was that I couldn’t move. My hands, feet, even my eyes, completely paralyzed. Like I was tied to a tree, my head locked into place, forced to look at one thing.

That one thing was a bucket.

It looked normal at first. Empty, nothing inside.

But slowly, it started filling with thick red liquid coming from my body.

Every drop that came out was so painful that I wanted to scream until my throat was torn. 

Unfortunately, I couldn’t move my mouth or make a sound. And that made me start to wonder.

Did I even have a mouth to begin with?

So slowly... painfully... I could only watch the bucket fill with blood.

And just when I thought the pain would end, another liquid started pouring out of my body, overflowing the bucket.

However, it wasn't red liquid that came out, but rather yellow, and a bit smelly.

It was pus.

“WAAAAAAAH!”

Sunlight shone on my body. The soft feeling of the bed was beneath me. As I moved my fingers, I could see sweat dripping from my palms.

“Thank god that was just a dream...”

D-Did yesterday’s menstruation really leave this much trauma deep inside me? If not, why would I dream something so vivid?

“That felt like actual torture, I swear...”

I patted my chest to calm down my racing heart.

Next time, I seriously need to be more prepared for menstruation... So I don’t repeat this nightmare again.

It was still morning, but I was already sighing heavily.

My feet touched the floor, and I looked forward.

A girl with long black hair tied in a ponytail was crouching down, staring at me with worried eyes.

“Ren... who hurt you?”

Hmm? Yona?