With My Ability To Swap, I Will Never End Up In A Love Triangle Mess - Chapter 15

Early the next morning, Xiayue dragged her suitcase onto the train home.

Her big brother hadn’t replied to her messages all night—probably asleep. She figured he’d wake up early today. If she got home too late, wouldn’t she miss the chance to give her dear onii-chan a beautiful girl’s wake-up service?

That simply wouldn’t do!

As the cutest, most considerate little sister (imouto), she absolutely had to let her big brother experience the warmth of family.

Funny how just last night, this same Xiayue had been complaining to her roommate about how useless and lazy her brother was. Yet here she was, determined to make him feel what it’s like to have family.

[Background context about their living situation—readers would understand] They’d lived like this until Xixi entered high school. After completing compulsory education, he started working part-time to support himself and moved out.

He was lucky to meet a kind restaurant owner who took pity on him, letting him wash dishes for daily wages to barely scrape by. Though apparently, the owner moved away after his daughter got into a university in another city—no one knows where they went now.

“Onii-chan~ Your favorite imouto is hooome~”

Keys jingled as Xiayue opened the door, only to be greeted by a sofa buried under clothes, a table littered with instant noodle packets, and a mountain of soda bottles piled by the doorway.

“……”

Is this still China?

This is a pigsty!

Her smile vanished instantly. She tossed her backpack onto the sofa, abandoned her suitcase where it stood, then charged toward Xixi’s room like an electric toy motor.

“Brother! How can you sleep in this mess?!”

Surprisingly, Xixi’s room was spotless—a stark contrast to the living room.

Before Xixi could react, Xiayue burst in and plopped down…

Only for her small, pale hands to grab his pajama collar and start shaking him violently.

“Can’t you clean up the house? As your imouto, it breaks my heart to see such a useless brother~”

“Wake up, wake up! Stupid brother, wake up!”

“Useless onii-chan, aren’t you gonna eat? Get up already!”

Under this relentless barrage of “loving” calls, Xixi finally stirred awake.

He’d stayed up coding until 6 AM—it was barely past 11 now, meaning he’d slept less than six hours. His brain felt like mush.

“Stop shaking me! You’ll scramble my brains at this rate.”

Pushing his sister off (who’d been straddling him), Xixi sat up groggily.

“Ohhh? The useless onii-chan is awake~ Couldn’t wait to devour your adorable imouto, huh?”

Xiayue, now lying on her back, wore a teasing smirk as she watched her drowsy idiot brother—the perfect picture of a bratty “mesugaki.”

Here she was, a grown woman, acting like this.

He wasn’t [censored reference, readers would understand].

“Buzz off. I’m dead tired. Make your own breakfast if you’re hungry.”

Xixi yanked the covers over his head and collapsed back onto his pillow.

The “blanket seal” was too powerful—no chance of escaping its grasp.

“Oh right, save some for me too. I’m starving.”

He suddenly poked his head out to deliver this demand before retreating into his cozy nest.

“Fine, fine~ If my dear onii-chan says so, then your beloved imouto will… [make noodles].”

Xiayue stood up, eyes narrowing as she bared her little fangs, leaning uncomfortably close to Xixi’s face.

[Anime-style wake-up scene]

“Wait—what the hell? Where did you learn this?! A girl shouldn’t—!”

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[Safety shorts]

He swore he wasn’t trying to [ ]! He’d changed this brat’s diapers and bathed her as a kid—knew every inch of her. Zero interest, okay?

Besides, with Xiayue’s flat chest, she might as well be a [reference to small-breasted anime character].

“Hehe~ Did useless onii-chan like what he saw~?”

Xiayue had the audacity to grin at him, clearly enjoying herself.

“Ugh, fine. You win. Move—I’ll cook.”

With his sister around, his lazy morning was ruined. Might as well make breakfast and fill his stomach.

As for Luoxinyu and Liu Yiyi… he’d avoid them today. No need for his sister to notice anything odd about his “system-controlled” behavior.

“Go on then~ Useless brother better fill his imouto’s belly properly~ Or I won’t forgive you for peeking at this beautiful girl’s skirt earlier!”

“You’re the one who lifted it! And who cares about safety shorts?!”

“Ohhh? So my useless onii-chan wants to see his cute imouto’s actual pa—”

“Get out!”

“Hehe~”

…

“Old man? Pervert? Still asleep? Get up and read this!”

Meanwhile, in Shanghai, Liu Yiyi muttered to her mirror.

Last night, inspired by a story idea and annoyed that Xixi had ditched her, she’d stayed up writing the remaining chapters of “Firefly Forest.”

Unlike Xixi’s normal sleep schedule, pulling all-nighters was routine for a web novelist like her. She felt perfectly alert.

Odd how she’d cursed him violently last night during their body swap, yet now she desperately wanted him to possess her again to discuss plot developments. How fickle.

“If you don’t respond, I’m posting it!”

She’d finished the draft—just needed Xixi’s feedback since it was his original concept. But after repeated attempts, she got zero replies.

Oh no!

Was this a one-night stand?!

This body-snatching bastard—what a scumbag!