And so, Xier held me tightly all night, as if venting all her unhappiness. Yet, I inexplicably recalled Miko’s words: no girl would ever like me again. Guess you shouldn’t jinx it. With that thought, I hugged Xier close, and we drifted off to sleep.

You think our room was too romantic? No, it stayed pure. Just as Xier and I were falling asleep, Mr. Wu Ke in the next room woke up in the dark.

Today felt like a dream to him. In a daze, he saw a beautiful girl on the bed. He’d forgotten his body wasn’t what it used to be. His mind flashed back to a college roommate’s question: what would you do if you woke up to a naked beauty beside you?

...

He remembered answering that he’d help her dress. His dorm mates then scorned and mocked him. He argued, "If you lose control and do it, you’re a beast!" His closest hometown friend slapped his face, laughing, "If you help her dress, you’re worse than a beast! Hahaha."

Wu Ke froze. Raised on anime, he’d naively believed helping a girl dress was the hero’s move—maybe leading to a lovely love end. But his best friend’s harsh words made him realize reality and anime were worlds apart. If a girl lay naked beside you, she must truly like you.

Snapping back, he saw a defenseless, bare-chested girl through the night. Wu Ke felt ecstatic. After over twenty years single, he’d never faced such a scene. Remembering his roommates’ taunts, his brain shut down. He grabbed the girl and thrust his mighty sword forward!

His sword, honed for over twenty years, was finally unsheathing. He felt a little excited. But the sensation felt off—like reversing his sword, sheathing it into himself. Yet, weirdly comfortable.

The sleeping girl jolted awake from the intense stimulation. She felt her brother’s little brother happily playing. Seeing the suicidal Miss Wu Ke before her, she thought, "Hmph, since you dared touch me, brace for the storm!"

Xiao Ling bit down on Miss Wu Ke’s two wild rabbits on her chest. In pain, they tensed up. Look! They’re bleeding—wait, white blood? Mmm, sweet. After tasting it, Xiao Ling clamped onto the rabbit ears tightly. Meanwhile, the sword and scabbard clashed with a clang!

Miss Wu Ke truly woke up. She didn’t know how things turned out like this. Wasn’t she supposed to be the beast dominating? Why was the girl pinning the beast down? This wasn’t what her roommates said! Ahhh! Aaaah~~~ Miss Wu Ke shed bitter tears, wailing. But the red-eyed girl wouldn’t let her off easily. This night was destined to turn from clear to stormy...

Rain falls all night, my love overflows like rain~ Courtyard leaves, thick with my longing~! As Teacher Da Mu’s elegant singing played, I rubbed my eyes, reached out to turn off the alarm with my right hand, yawned hugely, and tried to get up. But why was Xier tightly holding my left hand? She was sound asleep. Whatever... I’ll wake her to let go.

"Xier, wake up! We need to go to school!"

Xier didn’t budge. She just grunted and turned away, hand still gripping tight. I frowned and shouted again:

"Teacher Xier! Let’s get married!"

The figure glued to the bed shot up at my shout. Her face flushed red as she looked at me, doubting it was a dream.

"That’s right, no need to look doubtful. You’re dreaming. Let go, we need to get up for school!"

"Huh? I definitely heard it... But wasn’t it you, Hua Shu, holding my hand?"

"No way! You let go!" I shook my hand hard, but it wouldn’t budge. Xier also tried shaking, yet our hands stayed tightly clasped.

"This...?" We exchanged a confused glance.

"Yao Jiang, tell me what’s going on!?"

Yao Jiang seemed to have stayed in my body since last night. At my call, a lazy yawn echoed in my mind.

"Good morning! Huh? What’s wrong, Hua Shu?"

"Why can’t Xier and I separate our hands?"

"Huh? That shouldn’t happen. Oh! Did you kiss again after swapping back last night?"