“Coco! Help—there’s a kidnapper!” her voice popped like a firecracker in a quiet lane.

Tang Coco shouted as she scooted back, ropes biting like tangled vines on her skin.

The bed edge loomed like a cliff; a fall would hit like cold stone rain.

“You little brat! You dare kick me!” Xu Yinuo’s voice cracked like a small thunderclap.

She knelt on the bed, rubbing her backside like kneaded dough, prowling closer like a cat in moonlight.

“That was just reflex…” Tang Coco’s embarrassed smile crumpled like a wind-tossed blossom.

“Reflex?” Xu Yinuo’s grin curled like a crescent moon, her tone honey with a thorn. “If a very pretty girl is tied up before you, what’s your reflex?”

“Of course I’d let her go…” Tang Coco’s eyes shone like clear pools, a paper-thin innocence fluttering like a moth.

“Heh—heh-heh.” Her chuckle flashed like a thin blade in the dark.

“Hey, we aren’t even close; you’re going too far,” Tang Coco’s heart fluttered like a trapped sparrow against bamboo bars.

“It’s fine; we’ll get familiar fast,” Xu Yinuo’s smile was ice under moonlight, her steps sliding like shadow.

“Wow, did your brain short out? It was just one butt-first fall; with that peach-cushion, how’d it even hurt?” Tang Coco’s jab landed like a tossed pebble.

“Uh… don’t… Sister Xu, I was wrong…” Her voice shook like reeds in a night wind by a river.

“Regret it? Too late.” She wagged a finger like a sly willow branch in spring breeze.

“System, think of something!” Tang Coco’s mind pounded like drums in a summer storm.

“Host has two options,” the cold text rolled like frost across glass. “One: activate Anomaly Power. In this state, your I Field can’t resolve it. Full Anomaly Power required for body switch.”

“Seriously? Blow the Anomaly Power over this? No way; that’s a wildfire for a candle,” her frustration sparked like flint.

“What’s option two?” Her hope hung like a paper kite on a fraying string.

“Given current conditions and host’s physical metrics, recommend host stop resisting. Pain may be reduced,” the voice snapped like a dead winter branch.

“…”

Her silence settled like dusk over a pond.

“To hell with you—trash system!” Her anger spat like a spark in dry grass.

“Yo? Zoned out? So you’ve given up?” Xu Yinuo’s smirk curled like a fox tail in tall grass.

“Xu Yinuo! Untie me!” Tang Coco steadied her breath like a blade cooling in frost.

Her face dropped to ice; her glare pressed like storm clouds rolling low over the sea.

It worked. Xu Yinuo froze mid-crawl, then sat before her, surprise opening like a pale dawn over rooftops.

“Mm—uh… uuu…” Her mouth crumpled like soft paper; tears pearled like rain at her lashes.

“Uh…” Tang Coco’s thoughts stumbled like stones down a slope.

“What are you doing?” Her voice thinned like morning mist over a lake.

“Sob… sob-sob…” Xu Yinuo kneeled, folded onto the pillow, crying like spring rain on old eaves.

“Hey, wh-what’s wrong? I haven’t even cried, why are you crying?” Tang Coco’s words tumbled like loose pebbles.

“Coco… you yelled at me…” Her grievance bloomed like pear blossoms under rain.

“…” The pause hung like a still pond.

“Hey… I didn’t mean to yell. Don’t cry,” Tang Coco’s hands were trussed like a crab, her panic fluttering like moths at a lantern.

“Waaah—” The sob rose like a tide in a storm-bent bay.

“You’re doubling down?” Tang Coco’s bafflement spun like dry leaves caught in a gust.

She decided to scare her again, a shout like a clap of thunder in close hills. “Xu Yinuo! Shut up!”

“Waaaah!” The crying burst like a broken dam flooding a field.

“Argh!” Tang Coco teetered on madness, tied like a bundle, while the “kidnapper” bawled like a child in a market.

“Okay, I’m wrong, alright? Please stop; I won’t yell.” Her tone softened like dusk rain on warm stone.

“R-really?” Xu Yinuo peeked up with one tear-bright eye, like a shy fawn in brush.

“Uh…” Suspicion pricked like thorns under skin.

“Yeah, with one condition.” Tang Coco seized the chance like a fisherman casting in fog.

“What condition…” Her voice wavered like a loose kite string.

“Untie me. You tied me like this; how am I supposed to sleep?” Her complaint drifted like smoke from a kitchen stove.

“You won’t run, right?” Her doubt hung like a net over shallow water.

“…” The silence pressed like snow.

“You really think I’m your captive?” Tang Coco’s anger flashed like quick lightning.

“Then don’t run… sleep with me.” Her words dropped like a pebble, ripples widening on a pond.

“Fine, fine, hurry. It’s late; I’ve got things tomorrow,” Tang Coco’s impatience flicked like a horse tail swatting flies.

Xu Yinuo stood and loosened the ribbons, silk slipping like water snakes through grass.

“You numbed me all over. You’re a rich miss; what do you even practice?” Tang Coco’s wrists tingled like thawing ice under spring sun.

“Hehe, let’s sleep.” Her voice strutted like a peacock under lantern light.

Tang Coco turned; Xu Yinuo was draped in a big quilt, pouncing like a hawk from a cloud.

“Hey!?”

Thump!

The two toppled onto the bed; the wide quilt swallowed them like a rolling tide.

“Ah! What are you doing?” Her protest popped like a soap bubble.

“Sleeping while holding you,” her breath brushed like warm wind over wheat.

“Watch your hands! Where are you touching?” Heat sparked like flint at the hem of silk.

“Wow—so soft.” Her wonder spilled like honey from a spoon.

“Fine! You asked for it!” Tang Coco’s temper snapped like a bowstring.

“I won’t lose,” Xu Yinuo’s defiance blazed like a small torch in night.

They wrestled under the quilt, tussling like kittens in moonlight on a tiled roof.