With My Ability To Swap, I Will Never End Up In A Love Triangle Mess - Chapter 19

“Dear author, hello! I’d like to create a manga adaptation of your novel. Would that be alright?”

Under the username “Timid Young Lady,” Xia Xi left this comment in the novel’s review section.

Of course, he had no idea whether the author would see it or reply. After posting it, under Luo Xinyu’s guidance, he immediately started drawing the manga adaptation of Firefly Forest.

“Why did you have to leave a comment like that first?”

Luo Xinyu didn’t understand at all. If they wanted to draw a manga, why not just do it? Why bother asking for permission?

As a young lady from a wealthy family, she had never dealt with issues like copyright. Her family handled everything for her, so it was no surprise she didn’t get it.

“Dummy, if we draw a manga, we’ll obviously publish it on a platform. I don’t want to just post it in the novel’s comment section—that’d be no different from not drawing it at all.”

Xia Xi lightly rapped his left hand against his head, feeling a slight sting.

“I’m asking because I don’t understand! Why hit me? What if you make me dumber?”

Since the two shared the same body, Luo Xinyu naturally felt the pain too.

“In short, I plan to publish the manga on a proper platform. And if it’s going on a platform, it has commercial value—which means we need copyright permission. That’s why the author’s approval is important.”

In this world, Tomato Novel (洋柿子) was quite lenient, only claiming exclusive rights to the written work while leaving most other rights to the author.

“Well, you don’t need to worry about all that. Just pick whatever you like and have your family buy the rights!”

Xia Xi’s words rubbed Luo Xinyu the wrong way, making her sound like some spoiled, unreasonable rich girl.

But since it was Xia Xi saying it, she quickly brushed it off. After all, he was her one and only best friend.

…

Meanwhile, Liu Yiyi, after catching up on sleep all afternoon, settled for a simple meal of instant noodles.

She even splurged, adding two marinated eggs and a sausage!

There was no helping it—her novel’s explosive popularity and flood of praise had put her in an excellent mood.

Though, for some reason, she felt a little empty ever since that guy disappeared after last night.

“With an ability like his, he must be visiting lots of other girls’ bodies, right? ‘This emperor is tired’—yeah right, he’s probably off flirting with someone else!”

After finishing the last sip of broth, she felt a pang in her chest.

“Did I scold him too harshly? Is that why he won’t come back? Maybe I should be gentler…”

She shook her head vigorously, trying to push away thoughts of the guy who had taken over her body.

“No! Why am I even thinking about him? He’s just a jerk who possesses people. I refuse to be his puppet again!”

“But… I really want to hear another one of his stories…”

Anyone who could come up with a story like Firefly Forest must have countless other bizarre tales in their head. Liu Yiyi wished she could dive into his mind and see them all.

“Whatever, no use dwelling on it. I’ll just check the novel’s reviews to unwind.”

The comment section for Firefly Forest was full of kind, uplifting words—nothing like the Demon Sovereign reviews. Whenever she felt down, scrolling through the praise always lifted her spirits.

“Let’s see… Huh?”

The top comment, with the most engagement, was Xia Xi’s request for permission to adapt the story into a manga.

Clicking into the thread:

“What’s Yangliu the Demon Sovereign doing? Hurry up and give permission—we want a manga!!”

“Scumbag Yangliu, stop pretending to be dead! Get Dawn and this ‘Timid Young Lady’ in touch. As for you? Being a middleman is more than you deserve.”

“Waaah, Young Lady, please don’t make the manga end tragically! I want to see Gin and Hotaru’s sweet romance!”

Most of the replies were teasing her, urging her to let “Dawn” handle the story and connect with this so-called… Timid Young Lady?

In short, they were desperate for a manga adaptation, and since someone was finally willing to draw it, they pushed the request to the top.

There were already plenty of fan arts in the comments—after all, among so many readers, a few were bound to be artists. But something about those fan-drawn illustrations felt off, not quite matching the characters in her mind.

Liu Yiyi wasn’t annoyed by the teasing. Instead, she replied directly:

“Young Lady, let’s chat privately.”

She didn’t know if the other person was constantly refreshing the page, but within two or three minutes, they had already connected and exchanged WeChat IDs.

Timid Young Lady: “Hello, author! :)”

Yangliu Yiyi: “Hi! So you want to adapt Firefly Forest into a manga?”

“Yes, an official manga—not just a fan project. That’s why I wanted your permission.”

“Could I see your character designs for the leads first?”

Since this was meant to be an official adaptation, the designs had to be on point—nothing like the odd fan arts in the comments.

Surprisingly, the reply came instantly, with two attached images.

This meant the person already had drafts ready—they might’ve even drawn a significant portion already.

The first image was of the male lead, Gin—silver-white hair, a handsome yet boyish face, casual clothing, and a monster mask held over his forehead with one hand.

Perfect. Absolutely perfect. It matched the Gin in her mind exactly.

Just based on this, she was ready to grant permission.

The second image was of the female lead in her high school days. The art style was consistent with the first, clearly by the same hand, and just as accurate.

“What do you think?”

“I think it’s great! But you know, this novel wasn’t created by me alone, so…”

Liu Yiyi hesitated. She genuinely liked this “Timid Young Lady,” but she didn’t want to falsely claim sole credit for a story co-created with someone else.

“No worries. Dawn and I are friends—he said it’s fine.”

If she had been uncertain before, this message left her stunned.

This person knew Dawn?!

Was that true?

A young lady… a young lady… Could she be another person whose body he had taken over?

“If he’s okay with it, then I am too. Go ahead and draw it.”

“Got it!”

After a moment of hesitation, Liu Yiyi decided to probe further.

“By the way… do you usually enjoy stories about possession or body-swapping?”

The message was sent, but there was no immediate reply. At times like this, Liu Yiyi wished WeChat had a “read receipt” feature—at least she’d know if the other person had seen it.

“Huh? You mean like your Demon Sovereign novel? I read it, but the plot was… well, let’s just say it wasn’t my thing. Sorry, not really interested!”

The reply shattered Liu Yiyi’s theory—unless, of course, the other person was pretending.

So…