With My Ability To Swap, I Will Never End Up In A Love Triangle Mess - Chapter 81

Under the strange gazes of those around her, Liu Jiaying ultimately pulled her troublesome little sister into a hug.

To outsiders, it looked bizarre—a grown man calling someone “big sister” in public, even begging for a hug. By internet standards, this kind of behavior would probably be labeled as… puppy-dog energy?

“Alright, you got your hug. Let’s keep shopping,” Liu Jiaying said, releasing her sister and reaching for Xia Xi’s hand—only to be yanked back by Liu Yiyi.

“Big sis, I want to walk arm-in-arm with you.”

Xia Xi stood to the side, quietly observing Liu Yiyi’s performance.

She’s usually so sharp-tongued, yet now she’s putting on this cutesy act. As expected of a writer—her emotional control is next-level.

“But…” Liu Jiaying hesitated.

On one hand, she wanted to get closer to Xia Xi—this was the perfect opportunity to deepen their relationship. On the other, if she walked arm-in-arm with her sister, wouldn’t it look like Liu Yiyi was the one clinging to Xia Xi in public? That just wouldn’t do!

Yet, faced with her sister’s pleading puppy-dog eyes, her resolve softened.

She shot Xia Xi an apologetic glance before expertly linking arms with Liu Yiyi.

“Come on, let’s check out the clothing store up ahead.”

Inside a Fitting Room, Somewhere…

Xia Xi stood frozen, completely bare, staring in despair at the black pantyhose and JK uniform in his hands.

How did I let myself get tricked into this dress-up scheme? Oh right—Liu Jiaying dangled a raise in front of me like a carrot.

“Hurry up! We’ve got way more outfits to try on!” Liu Jiaying called from outside, her voice dripping with amusement—and just a hint of schadenfreude.

Beside her, Liu Yiyi wore a look of pure satisfaction. She still held a bit of a grudge against the person who’d “stolen” her sister, so seeing him flustered like this was downright delightful.

“Got it!” Xia Xi replied through gritted teeth.

Hanging the JK uniform aside for now, he focused on the black pantyhose, carefully rolling the leg portion before sliding his foot in.

As he pulled the fabric up, inch by inch, his legs—first his calves, then his thighs—were gradually swallowed by the sheer black material.

Since the weather was warm, the pantyhose weren’t too thick, leaving a faint hint of skin tone visible beneath the dark mesh. The effect was… surprisingly alluring.

Once the pantyhose were on, he swiftly pulled on the white blouse and pleated skirt.

At this point, he’d worn this kind of outfit at least ten times—of course he was efficient at it.

Adjusting the ribbon at his collar, Xia Xi took a deep breath and stepped out of the fitting room.

“Wow!” Liu Jiaying’s gasp was immediate.

“Damn, those legs, that waist—not bad at all! Almost as good as mine~”

They say men’s legs are often slimmer and straighter than women’s, and in Xia Xi’s case, it was absolutely true.

Once clad in black pantyhose, he did have a pair of legs worthy of envy.

“Still feels like something’s missing, though…”

Liu Jiaying circled him thoughtfully before her gaze landed on his head.

“Oh! How could I forget?”

She snatched a long, black wig from a nearby display and, without warning, plopped it onto Xia Xi’s head.

Whoa.

The transformation was instant.

If before, Xia Xi had looked like a man with a woman’s body—an odd mismatch—the wig turned him into a full-fledged, long-haired beauty.

Sure, his facial features were still somewhat masculine, and his shoulders were broader than the average girl’s, but from a distance? None of that mattered.

At a glance, he just looked like a strikingly handsome “big sister”—cool, chic, and effortlessly stylish.

“Tch. All dressed up like that—what a pervert!”

Liu Yiyi launched a verbal attack, but Xia Xi ignored her entirely. The best way to deal with a brat who only talks big? Act like she doesn’t exist.

Click!

Liu Jiaying made him strike a few poses, snapping photos with her phone.

“Hehe~ Alright, next outfit!”

She handed him another bag of clothes, urging him to change again.

She’d already bought everything—about a dozen outfits in total. Xia Xi could still vividly recall the shopkeeper’s ecstatic grin.

“Fine, fine…”

Back in the fitting room, he reached into the bag.

Hmm… something silky… and a fuzzy accessory…?

A bunny girl outfit?!

Seriously?! What kind of normal person wears this?!

“I’ll throw in an extra 5,000 if you put it on~”

Liu Jiaying’s voice floated in, as if she’d read his mind.

What’s 5,000 to me? Nothing! Xia Xi scoffed internally. It’s just changing clothes and taking pics—how could I possibly say no to my boss?

This is purely a professional obligation!

After mentally steeling himself, he picked up the outfit—a black, lace-trimmed bunny suit, complete with fishnet stockings (these ones a deep brown).

He slid the stockings on first, then the snug black bodice.

Since there were no straps, the top relied entirely on tightness and… ahem, structural support to stay in place.

Thankfully, the adhesive padding Liu Jiaying provided did its job, preventing any wardrobe malfunctions.

Though, instead of the expected flat plains, there were now two rounded silicone curves.

Once everything else was on, all that remained was the choker-like collar—a white band around his neck, the black bow perfectly hiding his Adam’s apple.

Finally, he grabbed the fuzzy black bunny ears (attached to a headband), clenched his teeth, and jammed them onto his head.

“Haaah… this should be it, right…?”

The outfit was tight. Between the stockings and the bodice, not a single bird could breathe freely.

When he stepped out, Liu Jiaying shot to her feet, eyes gleaming.

“Perfection. My taste is flawless—this look was made for you!”

Sigh. All for the sake of money—wait, no! All for the sake of my boss’s happiness!

What kind of loyal employee would I be if I didn’t indulge her?

Definitely not in it for the cash. Nope. Not at all.