With My Ability To Swap, I Will Never End Up In A Love Triangle Mess - Chapter 2

“Hiss~”

Xia Xi wiggled her plump toes, amazed at how well Lin Xueling had maintained them.

Though they were slightly reddened from walking in a way that didn’t quite match her body type, it didn’t detract from the stark contrast between them and her own legs. The two connected parts seemed to belong to entirely different worlds—whether in skin tone or smoothness.

(Note: There was supposed to be a lemon tea joke here, but it got flagged. Sorry!)

The emotionless system naturally didn’t respond to his perverted question.

Of course, Xia Xi was just playing around with an internet meme. He wasn’t so far gone as to actually be that desperate.

After curiously examining this foreign “attachment” for a while, he lost interest.

Upon closer inspection, he realized there wasn’t much difference between male and female feet—just five toes and a sole that was ticklish.

[This trial session has ended. The official exchange journey begins now. May the system help you find true love.]

Four hours passed in the blink of an eye, especially when he was having fun.

Under Xia Xi’s watchful gaze, those fair, delicate feet shimmered briefly before finally transforming back into his own original pair—matching the rest of his legs.

[Now announcing the official rules and precautions:]

1. The host is initially granted two exchange slots. When a target’s affection level reaches 60 or higher, a new slot will unlock.

2. Certain exchanges will only become available when a target’s affection reaches 80 or above.

3. During an exchange, the host may choose to let the target or the system take control of the body.

4. Do not damage the exchanged body.

5. […]

The system’s rules were extensive. For instance, initial exchanges could only be randomly assigned, with only two slots available. Only when affection levels reached a certain threshold could partial exchanges with specific targets be unlocked, along with new slots.

Most importantly, every exchange had to last at least four hours!

If not for the system’s auto-pilot feature, he’d be worried about what might happen to his original body during such long stretches.

After all, as the saying goes: A boy alone must always protect himself—you never know when some weirdo might sneak in and do unspeakable things.

[Daily Mission: Exchange for 4 hours. Reward: 1 Random Exchange Trial Card.]

Reading the floating text before him, Xia Xi didn’t hesitate. He lay back on the sofa, assuming a peaceful pose.

“System, initiate a random exchange!”

With a system like this, the rule was simple: use it or lose it. Besides, getting a reward for just four hours of swapping? That was basically free loot!

[Select exchange type: One-way / Two-way]

“One-way! Absolutely one-way!”

He dreaded to imagine what might happen if he swapped with someone mentally unstable. What if they couldn’t handle the shock and decided to strip naked, run into the streets like a circus attraction, and get hauled in by the cops?

Ugh—just thinking about it was terrifying.

[Exchange complete.]
[Loading target’s skill modules…]
[Piano Lv.8, Painting Lv.6, Acting Lv.3. Corresponding Lv.1 skills have been synced to the host.]

Xia Xi’s vision blurred momentarily before snapping back into focus, like a camera adjusting its lens.

“What am I doing?”

He found himself holding a pencil in one hand and pressing down on a sheet of paper with the other, his gaze fixed on a rose in a vase.

…

“Amitabha, mercy upon me—I am a good person, a decent soul. I must not be led astray by such vulgar temptations.”

Xia Xi set down the pencil, clasped his (now delicate, petite) hands together, and silently recited this mantra in his heart.

Unfortunately, it didn’t seem to work. A warm liquid began trickling from his nose.

Luckily, there was tissue nearby. He quickly grabbed a few sheets, crumpled them into balls, and stuffed them up his nostrils, stopping the crimson flow.

“Looks like I’ve swapped with a rich young lady.”

Once his vision fully adjusted, he took in his surroundings.

This was unmistakably the bedroom of a wealthy heiress.

Just the sight of that enormous, cloud-like bed—occupying nearly half the room—told him how luxurious her life was.

The bed was strewn with cute plushies, an entire walk-in closet overflowed with designer clothes, decorative lights dangled from the ceiling, sunlight streamed in from the balcony, and the air carried a faint scent of sandalwood. Every detail screamed privilege.

“I’ve swapped with someone way out of my league. She must have some big-shot parents, right? What if they find out their daughter’s body is being controlled by someone else? Will they track down my real body and lock me in a dungeon full of torture devices?”

The thought made him shiver, a chill running down his spine.

He tried to stand and walk toward the full-length mirror with its pink frame, but his legs refused to respond. In fact, he couldn’t even feel them.

“No way…”

With growing dread, he reached down and touched his thighs, hidden beneath a white nightgown.

“No sensation at all.”

This girl was paralyzed from the waist down. But if her family was so wealthy, why hadn’t they opted for prosthetics? At least then she could move freely instead of being confined to a wheelchair.

Only now did he realize he was seated in a high-tech electric wheelchair covered in buttons.

“Well, guess I’m experiencing life as a disabled person now.”

He sighed, giving his numb thighs a few resigned squeezes before maneuvering the wheelchair toward the mirror.

The reflection showed a young woman with long, flowing black hair. Her eyes sparkled like clear autumn water, radiating an innocent charm. Her fair cheeks were tinged with a shy blush, and her delicate nose was rudely stuffed with tissue paper.

She looked about his age—fragile, soft, like the archetypal “clumsy senpai” from anime.

“So… this beautiful girl’s body is under my control now? How did I get so lucky?”

Xia Xi pinched his own cheek, and the girl in the mirror mimicked the motion perfectly. Her lips parted slightly, as if surprised by her own beauty.

“Wait, didn’t the system say it synced some skills to me?”

Channeling the newly acquired Acting Lv.1, he brought a fist to his chin, adopting a pitiful, doe-eyed expression.

“() Master~”

The moment the words left his mouth, he cringed hard. His face burned crimson as he buried it in his hands, steam practically rising from his head like some cartoon character.

Just as Xia Xi was drowning in secondhand embarrassment, a soft, timid voice echoed in his mind:

“Um… please don’t use my voice to say such strange things…”