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Hands Joined, Victory Sealed!
update icon Updated at 2025/12/29 8:00:02

"Yeah, what does that have to do with anything...?"

"You two are so desperate! Your souls haven’t even fully separated before you start kissing again. That’s why you’re still stuck. Try again tonight!"

"What!? Then how do we get dressed?" Our hands were clasped together—it was impossible to put on clothes like this!

"Hmm, I can force you apart for just one minute. Hurry up and dress!"

"Wait, let me tell Xier first!"

"It’s already started... This is your only chance. Hurry! Ugh... so tired."

I felt my right hand suddenly loosen. No time to waste—I had to warn Xier immediately!

"Xier, get dressed fast! We’ve got less than a minute before we’re pulled back together. Quick!"

I scrambled to put on clothes. Whose underwear was this? Didn’t matter—just wear it! Wait, where’s my uniform? Damn it, Xier, why’d you grab my clothes first? So frantic... Whatever, I’ll take anything. I snatched her white shirt and pulled it on. Shoes and socks could wait. I grabbed yesterday’s pencil skirt and yanked it up. Finally, I was decent.

Just as Xier and I finished dressing and reached for our socks, that soul-deep pull yanked us together again. We both struggled—we were close, but being glued nonstop was seriously annoying.

But struggling only made it worse. My right hand stuck to Xier’s butt through her skirt, while her left hand clamped tightly around my waist...

Seriously? This was worse than just holding hands. I’d planned to swap skirts later—my uniform top and her teacher’s blouse only differed by a few stripes. But the skirts? Mine was red school uniform; hers was a black pencil skirt. Anyone would spot the mismatch. I shot Xier a frustrated look.

"Xier, why’d you grab my clothes first thing?" I sighed, rubbing my forehead with my free hand.

"Eh?! I just automatically put on what I took off last night... Forgot our bodies switched back..."

We stared at each other: Xier in my school uniform, me in her teacher’s outfit. Silence fell. Fine, socks first, then wash up.

I picked up my long socks with one hand—impossible to put on alone. Xier fumbled with her nude stockings too, looking helpless. I gave in and helped her first, then she’d help me.

I crouched by the bed, sliding Xier’s stockings up her leg. She leaned down, using her free hand to help. Our faces brushed close as she sat on the edge. My fingers accidentally grazed her foot—that smooth, soft feel... Now I kinda understood why Miko loved touching my feet so much.

After that awkward sock session, I opened the door and pulled Xier toward my sister’s room to wake her. I reached for the handle—

*Click.*

The door swung open from inside. Impossible! My sister never woke this early! As expected, it wasn’t her. Miss Wu Ke burst out, clutching a pile of clothes, fleeing like her life depended on it. Her terrified expression, completely naked, not even wearing slippers—it was ridiculous. I couldn’t imagine what happened last night. She dashed into my room and locked the door, hiding like a monster was after her. Tch, laughable. My sister Xiao Ling was adorable—sleeping with her should’ve been an honor.

Miss Wu Ke was probably just embarrassed. After all, she was a guy yesterday. I chuckled and stepped into Xiao Ling’s room.

Xiao Ling rubbed her eyes, looking sheepish and tired. "Bro, why’d you bring Teacher Xier in here?"

Seeing my sister looking all... post-coital while calling for me felt so wrong. What did she mean? Like something fun would’ve happened if I came alone? But after Wu Ke’s panicked escape, I pieced it together. Xiao Ling didn’t know the final step—this was all Wu Ke’s fault. But Mr. Wu Ke, after today you can vanish forever. You taught my sister that last step... so what about me? What do I do now...

"Uh, Xier and I had a glitch switching souls back. They’re kinda tangled. Just get up fast—I’ll make breakfast."

"Got it~ So pervy, groping Teacher Xier’s butt all the time. Pervert~"

Xier’s face burned crimson. She buried her head in my chest, wishing she could disappear. In front of her student, being felt up by another student—she knew her teaching career was over. Today would be her last day. She’d definitely get fired at school. Definitely... *sob*...