With My Ability To Swap, I Will Never End Up In A Love Triangle Mess - Chapter 67

“Huh? Why is everyone staring at me?”

Xia Xi had just returned to Lin Xuenin’s body and glanced around, only to find the entire class—even the teacher—looking at her with stunned expressions.

What the heck happened?

She was completely baffled.

She’d only swapped with Cat Senpai for a little while—how had things escalated to this?

“Huh? Xuenin, you don’t remember?”

Wang Yuting had somehow appeared right in front of her.

Wait a second—

Why am I crouched on the desk with my hands and feet like some kind of animal?!

“I—”

Xia Xi reacted quickly, realizing that Cat Senpai must have woken up and taken control of the body, leaping onto the desk.

Ugh, I was only gone for ten minutes playing with the little black cat—how did she wake up so fast? Luckily, she’d returned in time. Who knows what ridiculous things that girl might’ve done with Lin Xuenin’s body otherwise.

“I must’ve fallen asleep and started sleepwalking! Haha~”

Under the scrutiny of the entire class, Xia Xi had no choice but to blame it on sleepwalking.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuenin, who had just snapped back to awareness in their shared mind, let out a mortified scream before accusing, “Angel Sister, why did you mess around with my body like that?!”

That’s right—Lin Xuenin had always assumed this “Angel Sister” was taking good care of her body. But now, this had happened.

With so many eyes on her, Xia Xi couldn’t exactly respond to Lin Xuenin’s complaints. She could only sit back down obediently, putting on her most innocent and well-behaved expression.

Seeing that Lin Xuenin had “returned to normal,” the teacher tapped the lectern, signaling for the class to resume.

“That didn’t look like sleepwalking…”

Wang Yuting slid into the empty seat beside her, leaning in to whisper.

“So… what exactly did I do just now?”

Xia Xi could guess, but she couldn’t picture the full scene.

Wang Yuting thought for a moment, then gave her a strange look.

“You looked like you were possessed—no, more like a cat had taken over your body. Let me think… Your eyes were wide open, your gaze was super clear, and you had this adorably confused expression while crouching on the desk like a kitten.”

She paused, then added with a grave expression,

“And most importantly… you tilted your head back and let out a long, drawn-out meow at the ceiling. It scared the hell out of me.”

With that, she grabbed Xia Xi’s shoulders, her eyes full of concern.

“Seriously, Xuenin, you should go see a spiritualist or something. Don’t tell me that was sleepwalking—you think I’m stupid? Sleepwalkers are supposed to be dazed, not wide awake and full of energy.”

Wang Yuting wasn’t joking—she was dead serious.

For a while now, she’d felt like something was off about Lin Xuenin. The girl was always dozing off in class, especially near Xia Xi. And that time a while back when they’d woken her up, she’d meowed then, too.

She even wondered if Xia Xi had put some kind of curse on her. After all, every time Lin Xuenin acted weird, Xia Xi was around. Plus, for over two years, Lin Xuenin had practically mothered Xia Xi—everyone knew that.

If she had been nagged at for two years straight, she’d probably resent the person too. But then again, seeing how close they were in class the other day, it didn’t seem like they had a bad relationship.

And honestly, Xia Xi barely interacted with anyone in class, but he was surprisingly decent. It was hard to imagine him doing something as malicious as cursing someone.

“It’s fine, really! I’m totally fine. I was just sleepwalking—maybe I dreamed I was a cat, so I acted like one without realizing it.”

Xia Xi rubbed the back of her head, forcing out an awkward explanation.

Wang Yuting wasn’t buying it, but if Lin Xuenin herself wasn’t worried, pushing the issue would just make her look like she was promoting superstition.

Even though they were roommates, sometimes it was better not to meddle. If it wasn’t her problem, why bother? Being a little selfish saved a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Aside from Xia Xi and Wang Yuting’s whispered conversation, the rest of the class was buzzing with gossip.

Especially the guys—they were practically vibrating with excitement.

“Did you see Lin Xuenin just now? That was insane!”

“Obviously! Who knew she had that side to her? She’s always so gentle but kinda cold on the surface.”

“That meow was next-level cute! I didn’t think a human could even make a sound that sweet—way better than an actual cat!”

In short, most of the guys who already liked Lin Xuenin were gushing about how adorable she’d been, saying things like they wanted to scoop her up and cuddle her.

But the ones who didn’t like her?

Well, that was a small group of girls.

Whether out of jealousy or something else, their comments were dripping with venom.

“Who is she trying to fool? ‘Sleepwalking’—yeah right. She just wants attention.”

“Who’s she putting on that act for? Trying to lure in some horny college guys? Disgusting.”

These kinds of people were probably just bitter because they looked like they’d been hit with the ugly stick. Seeing a girl as pretty as Lin Xuenin, they couldn’t help but tear her down—as if ruining her reputation would somehow elevate their own.

The best way to deal with them was to ignore them entirely.

Because if you argued back, they’d just get even more aggressive, thrilled that someone was finally giving them attention.

Xia Xi sat quietly at her desk while Wang Yuting scribbled notes furiously beside her.

She could already imagine what the campus gossip pages would look like tomorrow:

“SHOCKING! Female College Student Does THIS in Class!”

“History Made! Girl Actually…”

“I Was There—Here’s What Really Happened!”

Ugh, I can’t stand these gossip-obsessed kids. So I meowed in class—it’s not like I committed a crime.

After enduring three painfully dull lectures, it was finally time for lunch.

Xia Xi had planned to grab a quick bowl of noodles somewhere, but her three roommates cornered her, insisting they all go to the cafeteria together.

The cafeteria—home of the most revolting mass-produced slop imaginable. Xia Xi had only gone once in her entire college career, back during freshman orientation when she’d still held naive hopes about the wonders of university dining.

And after that one visit?

She swore never to return.