“Hey, excuse me, could you tell me where the principal’s office is?”
Xia Xi ignored her.
He’d come to realize that the less he interacted with people at this school, the better—it saved him from all sorts of trouble. He wasn’t going to be here for long anyway, so there was no need to force connections.
“Hey! Hey there, little classmate!”
Uncle Liu’s voice was booming. Even a deaf person would have heard him with those two shouts. But unfortunately, no matter how loud you yell, you can’t call back someone who’s pretending not to hear.
“Miss, what do you think… maybe we should ask someone else? It’s just the principal’s office—any student here should know where it is.”
Seeing that he couldn’t get Xia Xi’s attention, Uncle Liu gave his young mistress an awkward smile and suggested she find someone else to ask.
Bai Cha shook her head.
She kept her eyes fixed on Xia Xi’s retreating figure, as if the rest of the world had faded away, leaving only the two of them.
She had never been one to believe in fate, Buddhism, Taoism, or Confucianism. But right now, that inexplicable feeling—the sense that “this person and I are destined”—felt incredibly real.
“Uncle Liu, you go ahead and handle the paperwork at the principal’s office. I’ll follow and check things out.”
Uncle Liu’s expression stiffened. His mission was to protect Bai Cha from harm. If she went off on her own and got into trouble while he was away, what then?
“Miss, that… might not be a good idea.”
“What’s not a good idea? It’s settled. Uncle Liu, I’m going ahead—see you!”
Bai Cha was about the same size as Xia Xi’s current form, and like him, she had hair that wasn’t the usual black—hers was a striking blue.
On closer look, she bore a striking resemblance to Bai Xiaocha—about seventy percent, in fact.
[System-detected designated character has arrived on scene. Optional missions now available.]
Xia Xi had just finished his meal and was about to head back to the classroom for a quick nap when this system message suddenly appeared. His little face immediately darkened.
This damn system—wasn’t it enough that it turned him into a loli? Now it had to send in characters to interact with him too?! What was this, some kind of raising simulation game?!
[Optional Mission 1: Swap bodies with the system-created character “Bai Cha” for one day, and experience the true joy of being a little loli.
Reward: Increased dependence from Bai Xiaocha.
Penalty for refusal: Turn into a catgirl for four hours.]
[Optional Mission 2: Hypnotize the system-created character “Bai Cha” and, in front of at least ten witnesses, perform no fewer than ten intimate “girl-on-girl” cuddle interactions.
Reward: Bai Xiaocha-brand milk-scented body fragrance.
Penalty for refusal: Turn into a catgirl for one hour, with body sensitivity doubled.]
In Xia Xi’s eyes, neither mission was anything good.
From the hints, it was easy to guess that Bai Cha was somehow connected to Bai Xiaocha—probably an avatar the system had cooked up based on her image.
Mission 1—swapping bodies with her for a full day—was actually simpler than Mission 2’s ten intimate cuddle sessions, especially since Mission 2 required at least ten witnesses. There was no way he’d cuddle with another little loli in public like that. He wasn’t that shameless.
Though… technically, he was a little loli right now, so two lolis cuddling wouldn’t exactly raise eyebrows. But Xia Xi, even with part of his memory overwritten by the system to fit a female version of himself, still remembered that he’d originally been a guy!
So the only real option left was Mission 1.
As for the penalties—either way, refusal meant turning into a catgirl. Might as well pick the one with the shorter punishment.
The moment Xia Xi made his decision, a soft, sweet voice called out from behind him.
“Hey, classmate! I—”
They were standing right at the top of the stairs. Bai Cha’s voice rang out from behind, and almost instinctively, Xia Xi turned around—only to see someone tumbling toward him.
Thud!
Their heads collided, and they went tumbling down the stairs together, tangled up.
Xia Xi’s vision went black, and he lost consciousness.
…
Infirmary.
Xia Xi slowly came to.
His eyelids felt heavy, hard to open, but he could still make out the voices around him.
“Thank you for your trouble, teacher.”
“No trouble at all. Good thing you brought her in early. There’s just a minor head injury—nothing serious.”
“That’s a relief. Sigh… I shouldn’t have left. The moment I stepped away, something happened to the missus.”
The voices grew fainter, as if moving away, and finally ended with the sound of a door clicking shut.
By then, Xia Xi had mostly recovered. He slowly opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was still a flat, unobstructed view of his chest.
But the clothes… if he wasn’t mistaken, this looked like a sailor uniform?
And what was on his feet? White stockings?
He sat up in bed, leaning back against the soft pillow, and turned his head to look at the full-length mirror by the wall.
In the mirror, a little loli with long, silky blue hair tilted her head, her eyes filled with confusion.
The loli wore a cute sailor uniform paired with pure white tights, giving off an air of a defenseless little creature in need of protection.
Her face was about seventy percent similar to Bai Xiaocha’s—likely the system’s “Bai Cha.”
As Xia Xi studied his reflection, something caught his attention. He raised a hand and touched the top of his head.
A tingling sensation spread through his entire body, accompanied by a faint, pleasant buzz in his brain.
That’s right! He had ears now! A pair of fluffy white cat ears!!!
So the one-hour catgirl penalty had been applied directly to Bai Cha’s body?
Thinking that, Xia Xi shifted his body slightly, and sure enough—behind him was a fluffy little tail.
Curious, he reached back to grab it—but a sharp jolt of stimulation shot straight from his tail to his brain, then rippled through his whole body.
Doubled sensitivity was no joke!
It wasn’t just his ears and tail—his entire body felt strangely different now.
For instance, the sensation of the white stockings wrapping around his legs. Normally, no one would even notice wearing socks, but Xia Xi was different now—he could clearly feel the thin, smooth layer clinging to the skin of his legs. It was warm and comfortable.
If his lower half felt like this, his upper body was even more sensitive. In short, the sensitivity was ridiculously high.
Just as Xia Xi was about to explore further, a scream erupted from the bed on the other side of the curtain.
“Wh-What the?! What is THIS?! Why do I have this thing attached to me?!!”
Mm. That voice was definitely coming from his original body.
And he remembered—his original body still had that certain part the system hadn’t replaced. So right now, Bai Cha’s scream was… understandable.
