With My Ability To Swap, I Will Never End Up In A Love Triangle Mess - Chapter 14

“Stop nagging, Master! Please, no more!”

After four long hours of typing, he deeply understood the agony of an aching back and sore muscles.

And to make it worse, there was a chatterbox in his head, yammering nonstop—enough to make his skull feel like it was about to explode.

In those four hours, despite his usually slow typing speed (thanks to rarely using a computer), Liu Yiyi had forced him to crank out ten thousand words.

He couldn’t help but wonder—was Liu Yiyi even human? How could someone weave a story so seamlessly, almost without pause, with such poetic elegance in every line?

If LV6 Writing and Imagination could produce something like this, then Luo Xinyu’s LV8 Piano Skills must be downright terrifying.

“Who are you calling ‘Master’? I’m a twenty-year-old beauty, not some thousand-year-old monster like you. Are you out of your mind?”

This world had no Journey to the West, so Liu Yiyi wouldn’t get the reference. Still, she understood the “stop nagging” part well enough.

Oh, so now I’m too noisy for you? she thought. And here I was, holding back from complaining about your snail-paced typing.

“Whatever, I can’t be bothered to explain.”

The other person truly loved writing. When collaborating with Xia Xi on Firefly Forest, he could clearly sense her joy radiating through their shared thoughts.

And the system’s notification from two hours ago—confirming the completion of the Favorability Mission—proved that using writing as a way to bond with Liu Yiyi had been the right move.

Xia Xi took a deep breath, glancing at his newly upgraded LV2 Writing Skill. Still, he decided it was time to return to his own body.

Sure, watching a story come to life under his own hands was satisfying, but he wasn’t a masochist. Enduring Liu Yiyi’s endless critiques—“This part sucks!”, “That’s garbage!”—was too much, even if her voice was cute.

(Well, unless it was Kugimiya Rie’s voice—that, he could tolerate forever.)

“I am weary, Minister. You take over.”

With that, Liu Yiyi shuddered as she felt control of her body return.

“Weary? What, are you going to sleep already? It’s only half past midnight—are you that weak? Hey! HEY! And who the hell are you calling ‘Minister’? Talk about full of yourself!”

Her crisp, girlish voice echoed through the messy room. But after waiting in vain for a response from the “thousand-year-old monster,” she finally accepted that he was gone.

After four hours together, she had figured out he wasn’t some ancient demon—just a modern guy like her. She still had no clue how he’d ended up in her body, but…

Her eyes drifted to the manuscript on the screen, recalling the poignant tale of love between human and spirit. A faint smile tugged at her lips.

Maybe… this wasn’t such a bad thing?

…

[Exchange Ended. Distributing Mission Rewards.]

[Memory Skill Upgraded from LV1 → LV4. Please Confirm.]

Back in his own body, Xia Xi’s head buzzed as if a noisy girl were still chattering in his ear.

Damn, did swapping bodies mess me up?

Luckily, the sensation faded quickly.

“Memory LV4? What’s that, photographic recall? I’d rather have my Writing or Drawing skills boosted.”

If he remembered right, Liu Yiyi’s Memory was LV6, but she didn’t seem all that different from a normal person.

Well, she did resemble someone with hyperthymesia—except she didn’t remember everything, just had an unusually sharp memory.

No wonder she wanted to die.

With her mind full of readers’ hateful comments—etched so vividly in her memory—who wouldn’t crack under that pressure?

Lying in bed, he wasn’t tired at all—thanks to the system’s auto-rest mode.

“If this is related to memory…”

He tested it by recalling past events—and froze.

“HOLY SHT!!”*

Fragmented, blurry memories now stood out in crystal clarity—including novels he’d read in his past life!

He couldn’t reproduce them word-for-word, but he could remember most of the content.

Which meant…

“My career as a plagiarist—ahem—‘literary recommissioner’ begins NOW!”

Excited, he opened the Tomato Novel author dashboard (Liu Yiyi’s platform, if he recalled correctly).

“Sorry, my bad, Miss Suicidal Chatterbox. You’re my lucky charm after all~”

Tomorrow was Saturday—no classes. With his adrenaline still pumping, he could write all night.

Gone was the “I am weary” act from Liu Yiyi’s body. Right now, he looked like he’d downed ten energy drinks.

“Now, for a pen name…”

After some thought, he smirked.

“How about ‘Summer Dawn’? And ‘Dawn’… ‘Fire Dawn’… Perfect! Time to bring ‘Dragon Raja’ into this world!”

The first thing that came to mind when thinking of “Dawn” was Dragon Raja—that iconic “Fire Dawn” volume title was unforgettable.

This world hadn’t been traumatized by enough tragic stories yet. Dragon Raja would give them a rude awakening.

(Technically, Dragon Raja was better suited for physical publishing, but web novels were the faster route to fame.)

Without hesitation, he typed two bold characters into the title field:

《DRAGON RAJA》

“This book is dedicated to all the loser kids who still dare to dream.”

…

“Xia Yue, why are you still awake?”

In the dormitory of Chongqing No. 1 High School, Xia Yue hugged her phone (which she only got to use once a month), rapidly tapping out messages.

“Gotta text my brother before I go home tomorrow, or else I won’t even get lunch.”

The thought of hauling a mountain of laundry, textbooks, and homework back home—only to have to cook for herself—made her want to collapse.

Her college-student brother had a bad habit of sleeping in on holidays. If not for her, his responsible and adorable little sister, he’d probably starve to death in bed.

“Hah, I’m kinda jealous. My parents won’t even let me go home—they say I should stay and study.”

Xia Yue was supposed to stay for extra classes too (senior year was brutal). But Xia Xi had personally called her teacher, insisting that “life’s already hard enough for us—I don’t want my sister cracking under pressure.”

Technically, high school seniors were allowed one day off per week, but most chose to stay and study. Over time, it became a monthly break instead. Xia Xi had originally pushed for weekly visits, but Xia Yue flat-out refused.

After all…

Taking care of that idiot at home is more exhausting than studying!