So I Might Have Become a Magical Boy [Vocalo...
Piko's jaw was hanging open, eyes wide with fear. He let his gaze drop to the crystal in his hands and squeezed it tightly. "...C'mon... Transform..." He whispered to himself.
Then there was a flash and he felt himself get lifted off the ground a little. His clothes vanished and he shrieked as a shirt practically formed on his torso, a skirt puffing out and stopping to barely cover his lower half. Shorts formed under them and a pair of long fingerless gloves appeared on him. High knee socks and a pair of boots with long laces- self tying by the looks of things- appeared shortly after, a tiara appearing on his head. The crystal on the bow moved from his grip and attached itself to his collar, confusing him even more.
He was dropped to the floor, heels clattering slightly. He looked at his hands as a lance formed in his palms, ribbons tied to the bottom of the blade, flowing all around him. He stared at it, open mouthed, the whole outfit was black and pink- frilled and... Puffy.
Piko Utatane wants to be a good student. He wants to go places in life, he wants to do well. But then he gets tied up in something very weird- started by an upperclassman and a teacher.
Becoming a magical boy, Piko finds that he has to fight monsters and other people now. It isn't a good thing that he has to wear frills and skirts and bows, and he doesn't want anyone to find out.
But he really doesn't believe that he can keep this secret safe forever...