What Should I Do After Dressing Up and Raising the Overpowered Heroine Wrong? [Book Transmigration]

Song Yuqin, the academy's aloof beauty, wakes up inside a modern urban superpower novel about an invincible hero.

His gaze drops to the gaudy red dress he's wearing.

Song Yuqin: "?"

A ding sounds in his mind. The System announces: You're the older brother of the villain Song Yanci, who has a cross-dressing fetish. Or, um, as far as everyone else is concerned, you're his "older sister" :)

What kind of straight-guy hell is this?

Just then, the door unlocks, and Song Yanci returns from school. The boy is slender and handsome in his neat uniform, but he looks at Song Yuqin as if he's spotted something disgusting.

Song Yuqin: Heh. You think you're so tough?

To stay alive and follow the plot, he does his best to play this "awkward" role. Since his character is destined to die early, he uses that as leverage to keep his bratty little brother in line, playing the shy hero like a fiddle. One day after school, Song Yanci spots that glaring flash of red at the side of the road and quickens his pace to avoid it. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he notices some thugs surrounding him, making lewd remarks and even reaching out to grope him.

"Why don't you stick around and have some fun, gorgeous?"

Song Yuqin rants inwardly: "Can I physically castrate them?!"

Just as he's about to humor them, someone suddenly grabs his wrist from behind. The boy has doubled back, and his eyes roil with a ferocity he hasn't even realized is there.

"Go home first."

Then he charges straight into the group of thugs.

Song Yuqin: Tsk, tsk. Just like you'd expect from the invincible hero. Nice moves.

After that, Song Yanci starts looking at his "older sister" differently.

The Song family falls into loan shark debt, and a gang of thugs storms their home. The seventeen-year-old hero reveals his terrifying powers in front of others for the first time, beating them until they flee in terror.

He casually wipes the blood from his face, sits on the steps with his legs spread, and lights a cigarette.

Looking up at Song Yuqin in the doorway, the boy murmurs, "We can't keep being so passive."

"We need to take down our scumbag dad. What do you think, 'Sis'?"

Later, their "parents" die in an accident. In a cold corner of the funeral hall, the man who has become a regional overlord still has red eyes. Like an abandoned puppy, he gently rests his head on the shoulder of his ever-silent "older sister." When he receives an awkward pat of comfort, the corner of his mouth curls into a satisfied smile.

Song Yuqin feels a chill run down his spine. ...He's terrifying! I want to go home!

At last, he gets his wish and fakes his death. The System announces: Mission progress at 100%. Preparing to leave the world!

Song Yuqin: (transforms into a monkey from Mount Emei) (sprints away) I'm free! Goodbye forever, dresses!

But his celebration is short-lived. While out running at night, he misses a step and tumbles into a ditch. Everything goes black.

When he opens his eyes again, the System laments: Sigh, what am I supposed to do with you, my dear?

The good news: He's alive, for now. The bad news: He's become a minor character in the book, one who betrays the male lead and gets written out early. And the terrifying, sinister man standing before him, already fallen to darkness, is none other than his once-obedient little brother.

The cold muzzle of a gun presses against his forehead, and the stench of death fills the air. His survival instinct kicks in, and the words tumble out: "No, I... I have an older sister! I can't bear to lose her..."

He remembers a detail the System added: Song Yanci is a devoted little brother with an unusually deep obsession with his "deceased older sister"!

At the words "older sister," Song Yanci's pupils contract. When his gaze finally falls on the minor character's face, whose features seem oddly familiar, he is shaken to the core.

That night, Song Yuqin is blindfolded and led into a spacious room. When the blindfold comes off, he finds himself dumped on a luxurious bed.

Right in the middle of the bed lies a red dress identical to the one he wore when he first arrived.

Staring at that eye-searing red, Song Yuqin freezes on the spot.

Wait, what? Song Yanci, you little bastard... You really are a pervert?!

Song Yanci's perspective: The Bright Moon and the Red Dress

His world was sentenced to death long ago: a father with a gambling addiction who lost everything the family owned; a mother who never came home, perhaps already dead somewhere; a future mired in endless mud, after a childhood surrounded by coldness and cruel words.

He should have rotted away in that swamp until Song Yuqin appeared.

He didn't know where Song Yuqin had come from. Like a moon, he suddenly fell into Song Yanci's filthy, wretched world.

He brought a warmth and vitality completely out of place in the Lower City, even if... he was wearing a red dress that invited gossip.

Amid the contemptuous stares and whispered gossip of the neighbors, one evening that "older sister" in the red dress firmly took his grimy hand and told him:

"Yanci, people have to have dignity."

He didn't care about dignity at all. What mattered was Song Yuqin holding his hand.

He cared even less about Song Yuqin's "terrible fetish." Those people were blind.

Song Yuqin's legs were long and straight. On hot summer days, he would dip them into the cool stream, sending little splashes of water flying.

When he wore a dress, he could never reach the zipper in the back. Awkwardly turning around, he would lift his inky-black hair at the nape of his neck, revealing a stretch of pale skin, and softly say, "Yanci, help me, please."

In that moment, his beautiful, almost sharp features looked breathtaking in the backlight.

Later, his moon shattered.

Years later, after his hands were stained with blood and he had finally brought the world to heel, Song Yuqin appeared again.

Though he was wearing men's clothes, that familiar bearing, carved into Song Yanci's bones, could not fool him.

"Sis."

So you weren't a cross-dresser, and you didn't even like women's clothes.

So those treasured memories of the red dress meant nothing to you but a role you had no choice but to play.

...So what?

This time, whether you're a man or a woman, human or ghost, brother or sister, I will never let you go again.

Theme: Never give up on courage and hope.