"Are you Hua Shu?"

"Are you my brother?"

"Yeah, I also want to know why my soul ended up in Teacher Xier’s body. This is so weird." Seeing my sprained ankle, Xiao Ling hurried over to help me up.

"Probably because Xiao Ling’s body held two souls, and some external force squeezed yours out." The situation had spiraled beyond Xiao Yao’s expectations. I needed to get back into my own body ASAP—stuck in Xier’s felt utterly bizarre.

"Then switch us back now! Next period’s music class—I can’t teach that!"

"No problem! Happy to help~"

Xiao Yao stepped toward me, cupped my face with both hands, and kissed me deeply...

Hmm, why no dizziness? Maybe the kiss wasn’t enough. I pried open Yao’s lips with my tongue, teasing her. She seemed startled at first but soon melted into the kiss, our lips and teeth dancing together—blissful!

"Bro! Are you two done kissing yet?!"

My sister’s shout snapped me out of our trance. I wiped the string of saliva from my mouth and stared at her face—still Xiao Yao’s confused expression. Had the switch failed?!

"Hey! Why no effect after that kiss, Yao?"

"Weren’t you excited?!"

"Well, kinda... but not that! I mean, no soul-travel sensation at all."

"Hmm, maybe your soul’s unstable now. Or Teacher’s soul’s asleep. Or... the soul-swap skill’s on cooldown! Hehe~"

So many "maybes"! What even is "skill cooldown"... Did you binge too many livestreams?!

"Can’t we switch back?"

"Impossible? Nah. I feel your body calling you—but the pull’s weak. Let’s try again tonight!"

"Easy for you to say! What about music class in ten minutes?!"

"Not my problem~ We’ll just carry your homework over, Teacher Xier~"

"Bro, I believe in you! Hehe~" Xiao Ling and Xiao Yao seemed weirdly thrilled I was stuck as Xier—especially Xiao Yao. She was hiding something.

But right now, music class loomed. I knew nothing about teaching it. Couldn’t just make them copy the seven notes a hundred times.

*Think!* How did high school music teachers handle this? Instruments, speakers, projectors... Projector! I remembered a sub once played a whole music film and had us write reviews.

Perfect. I spun around, booted up Xier’s laptop, and found tons of movies. Which one? Supporting local talent—Jay Chou’s *Secret*. I’d seen it: high-brow, gorgeous lead actress. Exactly. I copied it to a USB drive, limped toward the arts building across campus—ow, my ankle still throbbed—and prayed I wasn’t late.

...

Phew. Made it. I slipped into the music room just as the bell rang. Facing the students’ familiar faces from the podium, my cringe-flare flared. What to say? "Welcome to my livestream"? No, no—this was class.

As I froze on stage, Xiao Ling waved and mouthed "Start class." Right. Forgot to call roll.

"Class begins!"

"Good morning, Teacher~"

Smooth. All under control.

"Ahem. Today’s a music appreciation lesson—a chill session. Class rep, plug this USB into the computer. We’re watching a film."

Huh? Why were they all staring? Why was Xiao Ling facepalming? Xiao Yao, stop hiding your grin—I see you!

Pfft! Xiao Yao snorted out loud.

"Haha, Teacher Lei’s so cute today~"

"Teacher Lei’s got unexpected humor!"

"Teacher’s taking us to watch a film? Once in a blue moon!"

Too late to backtrack. My cringe-flare was no joke. I forced a chuckle, playing it off as a joke.

"Class rep, come start the computer. My ankle’s killing me."

Who even was the rep? Why no one moved? Fine. You’re getting detention.

Just as I plotted revenge, Xiao Ling stood up, strolled over with a scheming smile. Oh no. She was the rep? Please be normal...

She didn’t embarrass me—just set up the projector and played Jay Chou’s *Secret*. Then... she plopped into my teacher’s chair!

Her hand yanked my skirt down. "Eep—my skirt’s falling!" But she was my sister. Scolding her? Joke’s on me. Resigned, I squeezed beside her to enjoy the "musical feast."

Students watched happily—glad to skip instruments for a movie. No one batted an eye at Xiao Ling sitting with me; Xier and Xiao Ling must’ve been close.

I thought I’d coast through... until halfway through the film, Xiao Ling’s hand slid from my skirt to my thigh. Itchy! I glared, trapping her hand between my knees. *There. Behave.* I refocused on the screen.

My sister loved teasing me in crowds. When I trapped her hand, she froze, blushed wildly, then jabbed my panties hard with her index finger!

"Ow! Xiao Ling—!" Too precise! Xier’s sensitive body jolted. I clamped both hands over my mouth, stifling a moan. But she wasn’t done. Since I’d taken Xier’s body, she’d awakened something twisted. She buried her face in my chest...

Heaven help me. Was she repaying my last "flight"? Or... exploiting Xier’s body? This felt so wrong. I couldn’t let it continue. The piano blocked us, but if I screamed? Xier’d get fired!

As I panicked, Xiao Ling licked my chest through the fabric...