With My Ability To Swap, I Will Never End Up In A Love Triangle Mess - Chapter 33

After completing the temporary task of swapping with Liu Jiaying, the system rewarded me with an upgrade in my painting skill. That meant Xia Xi’s painting level had now reached LV4—and all in just a week.

Even an art student specializing in fine arts might not reach his current skill level after a whole year of practice.

But Xia Xi didn’t neglect his studies just because his painting skills had improved dramatically. He still made it a point to visit Luo Xinyu every single afternoon without fail.

And Luo Xinyu? She was more than happy to have him. In fact, she’d be thrilled if he took over her body every day.

As for Liu Yiyi, it had been a full week since she wrote Your Name, and now she was a bona fide celebrity on Yangshizi—a massively popular author.

The only thing that bothered her was that Xia Xi, the jerk who had taken over her body for a night and stopped her from committing suicide, would rather spend his time in the body of a wheelchair-bound young lady who couldn’t even go outside than visit her even once.

“Xin’er, I might not come over tomorrow.”

Using Luo Xinyu’s body, Xia Xi relaxed in the luxurious bathtub reserved for the young mistress.

At this point, they were so close that something like taking a bath together (well, in her body) wasn’t a big deal.

And honestly, being a young mistress had its perks—milk baths, rose petals, the whole nine yards. It looked ridiculously fancy.

Xia Xi didn’t really know what half of these things were supposed to do, but who cared? Enjoyment was the priority!

“Wuwuwu… So you’re finally tired of me?”

After a brief silence, Luo Xinyu’s voice in his head took on a tearful tone.

Lately, whenever he borrowed her body, Xia Xi hadn’t been chatting with her much. Instead, he’d been using her hands to work on the manga adaptation of Your Name.

His excuse? “I’m helping you strengthen your friendship with Liu Yiyi!”

“No, no, how could I ever get tired of you? I just have something to do tomorrow.”

Xia Xi wiped away imaginary sweat, feeling a little guilty.

The truth was, he’d learned about as much as he could from Luo Xinyu for now. His daily progress had slowed down, and he figured it’d be better to swap into someone else to pick up new skills. So, he decided to cool things off with her for a bit.

This didn’t make him a scumbag! He was just… striving for self-improvement! Yeah, that was it!

“Then will you come the day after?” Luo Xinyu sniffled.

“If nothing unexpected happens, yeah, I’ll be there.”

Xia Xi rubbed his nose, set down the paintbrush, and leaned back in the wheelchair.

“Then I’ll wait for you. No matter how long it takes, I’ll always wait.”

Her voice carried an inexplicable determination.

Xia Xi didn’t pay much attention, assuming it was just her usual gentle personality shining through.

“Alright, see you next time!”

Waving at Luo Xinyu’s beautiful reflection in the small mirror, Xia Xi ended the swap.

Once she regained control of her body, Luo Xinyu pulled open a desk drawer and took out a sheet of A4 paper.

It was a personal information form—one she’d asked her younger brother to obtain—about the author of Dragon Clan, Xia Ri Chenxi.

“Could it be you?”

Xia Xi. Chenxi. The names were strikingly similar. Both were inexperienced, pure-hearted boys who had classes in the morning and free time in the afternoon—matching the schedule of when he took over her body.

But as far as she knew, this Xia Xi usually worked at a café on weekday afternoons. Logically, he shouldn’t have the free time to come to her.

Yet, an inexplicable feeling told her that this person might very well be Chenxi.

Even if she couldn’t explain why.

[Please select a swap target.]

“Random swap.”

[Swap target selected. Please choose a swap mode.]

“One-way swap.”

[Swap initiated.]

No sooner had Xia Xi returned to his own body than he eagerly began another random swap.

Might as well make use of the third slot—see if he could gain any valuable new skills before considering whether to raise Liu Yiyi’s affection and unlock the fourth slot.

[Swap complete. Loading target skill modules.]

[Cuteness LV8, “Tea Art” LV4, Gaming LV8, Makeup LV5, Hairstyling LV5. Corresponding LV1 skills synchronized to host.]

Wow, two LV8 skills? Even higher than Luo Xinyu’s?

But Cuteness and Gaming at LV8—was this person a pro-level streamer?

With makeup and hairstyling skills, probably a female tech streamer who liked dressing up?

After swapping, Xia Xi found himself in complete darkness. The only thing he could feel was something soft and cylindrical in his arms—probably a plush toy.

“Xiao Cha? Cha-cha? Are you really mad?”

A familiar female voice suddenly spoke up from behind him.

Xia Xi shifted the body from lying down to lying on its stomach. Ahead, what looked like a bed curtain blocked his view, and the voice had come from the other side.

“I’m sorry, okay? Don’t ignore me. I shouldn’t have hung your panties on a pen as a white flag.”

The voice sounded way too familiar. Xia Xi felt like he’d heard it somewhere before.

And… Xiao Cha?

No way.

Had he really swapped into the body of that girl who gave him “free samples”?

“Hmph! Now you’re happy, aren’t you? You heartless, cruel person! I’ll never forgive you!”

A sweet, childish voice rang out in Xia Xi’s mind, seemingly responding to the apology.

“Huh? Why can’t I talk?!”

Bai Xiaocha was baffled by her sudden loss of bodily control.

“Wait… did cosplaying that shrine maiden earlier actually summon something weird? Nooo!”

Listening to the adorably clueless voice in his head, Xia Xi couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Cha-cha, you laughed! That means you forgive me, right? Hehe, I knew you were the best!”

Yep. That was unmistakably the voice of his little sister, Xia Yue. No wonder it sounded so familiar—he’d swapped into her roommate’s body!

Clearing his throat, Xia Xi mimicked Bai Xiaocha’s tone and spoke slowly:

“Hmph! I’ll never forgive you!”

“Well then, my merciless Cha-cha~ What if I auctioned off your panty-flag online? How does that sound?”

Xia Yue’s voice suddenly took on a mischievous, almost sassy edge—completely different from her earlier pleading.

Since when do girls this age flip moods so fast?

“You—you wouldn’t dare! If you auction my panties, I’ll auction your lingerie!”

The voice in his head sounded like it was grinding its teeth, making Xia Xi break out in a cold sweat.

Is this how these two usually bicker at school? No wonder my sister came home last time talking like some bratty gremlin—she’s been training here!