"I'll never get married... I'll never get married... I'll never get married..." Nangong Shiyu muttered with a gloomy face, staring blankly at the white bedsheet as she repeated the same phrase over and over.

"Hmph? Instead of muttering here, why not pull yourself together? There's a saying: if you can't fight it, just calm down and enjoy it."

Xia Zixin sat beside Nangong Shiyu, arms crossed, fixing her with a serious stare.

"I've worked so hard teaching you for an hour, little sister. Don't you have any results to show to repay me?"

"This... is a bit difficult..."

"Fail once, get a spank on the butt! Quickly conjure up girls' clothes with your magic! Now!" Xia Zixin shouted, her voice brimming with excitement.

"Do I really have to do it right now..." Nangong Shiyu covered her reddened butt, her voice sounding utterly listless.

"Nonsense! I'm starving and need to eat!!" Xia Zixin grabbed Nangong Shiyu's shoulders and shook her violently, veins popping on her forehead. "Hurry up! I can't stand this hunger anymore! Keep me waiting, and I'll lose my temper! So conjure those girls' clothes with your magic!"

"Ahhh, I know, I'll try..."

Only after Xia Zixin released her did Nangong Shiyu's dizzy gaze finally steady.

"Hurry up! Don't keep me waiting too long!"

"I know, I know."

So how exactly did one conjure girls' clothes? Nangong Shiyu felt completely lost.

An hour earlier, Xia Zixin had dragged her to the bed, insisting on teaching her to weave clothes using her inner magic. According to Xia Zixin, this spell didn't drain much power—but it demanded vivid imagination and razor-sharp focus to materialize well-fitting, beautiful outfits. Advanced users could even add special abilities, but for now, Xia Zixin only wanted ordinary wearable clothes.

After all, her goal was simply to eat.

"What if I just wear boys' clothes when we go out..."

Before Nangong Shiyu could finish that compromise, Xia Zixin shot her a fierce glare. That murderous look made her shiver.

"You have a girl's body now! Such an exquisite, cute body! How can you go out dressed sloppily?!"

"B-but wouldn't that get us food faster?"

"This is a girl's faith! Faith! Cuteness is faith! You absolutely cannot wear loose boys' clothes—you'd disgrace every generation of the Thunder God! And I'd lose face walking beside you! Imagine people seeing us: 'Look, the sister's dressed perfectly, but the younger sister's a mess—must be hidden abuse!' How could I ever show my face again?! No matter what, Shiyu, you must conjure girls' clothes for me! Cute girls' clothes!"

After that breathless rant, Xia Zixin paused to gulp air, sweat beading on her brow.

"That's just you being overly self-conscious..."

"Mind your own business! Conjure the clothes now, or I'll spank your butt again."

"Okay."

It seemed no sleep awaited her tonight if she didn't conjure those clothes. Nangong Shiyu sighed.

But what style? She still had no clue, let alone the details. The sheer variety of girls' outfits overwhelmed her—true choice paralysis.

Ugh, so troublesome... Wearing the school uniform like every day would be easier. No thinking required...

School uniform?

Nangong Shiyu regretted not realizing this sooner.

"What are you dawdling about?" Xia Zixin glared.

"Nothing. Just concentrating."

Hmm... What did Heavenly Eye Fourth Middle School's girls' summer uniform look like? White short-sleeve shirt, red-and-black plaid trim on collar and cuffs, a pocket on the left chest, a burgundy ribbon at the neckline... Red-and-black plaid pleated skirt... White knee-high socks... Black Mary Jane shoes. Wait, something's missing—add two side ribbons. Pure white.

Nangong Shiyu meticulously built the image in her mind, down to sewing details. She mentally removed the brand label behind the collar. Size confirmed... Magic channeled...

Done!

When Nangong Shiyu opened her eyes, her previously bare body now wore Heavenly Eye Fourth Middle School's girls' summer uniform. She grabbed the desk mirror and saw a white satin bow tied in her hair behind her ears.

Perfect—exactly as imagined!

Just as joy bloomed in her chest, the other person in the room doused it like ice water—

"Where are your underwear?!"

Ah...

Forgot.

Nangong Shiyu froze before the mirror, dumbfounded.