With My Ability To Swap, I Will Never End Up In A Love Triangle Mess - Chapter 89

Taking off the socks, Xia Xi was met with the sight of his younger sister’s petite feet.

Honestly, who sleeps with socks on at night? Doesn’t that make your feet all stuffy?

Xia Xi guessed the little gremlin must have been planning to stay up late gaming, so she hadn’t changed out of her clothes.

That said…

Was the sole of the foot really a weak spot…?

He shifted into a cross-legged position, his gaze drifting toward the smooth, callus-free soles. For some reason, he felt an inexplicable urge to poke them.

But the moment he recalled the teasing smirk his sister had flashed before closing the door, Xia Xi shook his head fiercely, banishing all thoughts about feet.

Damn that bratty little sister of his—she must have said that on purpose to mess with him! But as a strong-willed college student, Xia Xi would never yield!

Clutching the pair of white thigh-high socks, he rolled off the bed, slipped into his Hatsune Miku slippers, and headed to the bathroom to wash his face and rinse his feet before settling back in for a good night’s sleep.

“Huh? What’s Xia Yue up to, sneaking around in the bathroom?”

The bathroom light was on, the door slightly ajar. The sound of running water from the showerhead echoed inside, punctuated by his sister’s mischievous giggles.

“Hehehe, big bro’s legs~”

What the—what was she doing to his legs?!

Xia Xi’s heart lurched.

Knowing his sister’s personality, she was capable of anything. She might be doodling pig heads on his legs with some permanent marker right now…

The mental image of himself wearing shorts in public, only for people to burst into laughter at the sight of pig heads on his legs, was too much. He couldn’t take it anymore—he barged into the bathroom.

“Yah~ Onii-chan, suddenly barging into the bathroom where your little sister is all alone… Are you planning to do something unforgivable~?”

Xia Xi’s slippers had been clacking loudly as he walked, so Xia Yue had already noticed him.

“No worries, imouto is all clean now~ Onii-chan can do whatever you want~”

Ignoring her bratty taunts, Xia Xi immediately zeroed in on his now-bare legs.

“Xia Yue, what the hell did you do?!”

Xia Yue grinned, waving a tube of hair removal cream in her hand.

“I was just giving Onii-chan a leg treatment~ Wanna touch? They’re super smooth now.”

As she spoke, she ran her hand from the top of his foot all the way up to his thigh, mimicking those suggestive videos online.

That was when Xia Xi spotted the dark clumps of hair in the toilet.

It was over… Everything was over…

Without his leg hair, how was he any different from those pretty-boy influencers who whined about “eating a peach~”? How could he prove he was a manly man now?

The next time he bragged about being tough, someone could just yank up his pant leg, revealing those fair, smooth, slender legs—and burst out laughing.

“Onii-chan, why that face?”

Seeing her brother’s twisted expression—like he was on the verge of tears (yes, utterly devastated!)—Xia Yue assumed he was moved to tears.

“I get it! Onii-chan must be so touched he’s crying! Hehe~ Other little sisters aren’t like me. Only I care enough to give my big brother such meticulous leg care~”

Watching his sister proudly puff out her chest, Xia Xi felt like his lungs were about to collapse. Trembling, he raised a finger and choked out a single phrase:

“Get lost!”

…..

Perhaps because his sister had toyed with him too much today, Xia Xi had a rare nightmare.

As for the dream’s contents…

“Xia Yue, let me go! I’m your brother!”

Xia Xi lay sprawled in a large bed, his wrists and ankles tightly locked in metal cuffs. Even his neck was restrained, leaving him completely immobile—like sleep paralysis.

“Hehehe, dear Onii-chan, just give in to your little sister~”

In the dream, Xia Yue held a small basket as she sat on a stool at the foot of the bed.

“Go away! Don’t touch my feet!”

Xia Xi thrashed wildly, but it was useless.

“What do you mean your feet? They’re my feet~ And I can do whatever I want with them, right?”

As she spoke, Xia Xi watched in horror as his once-hairy, manly legs gradually transformed—smoothing out until they became Xia Yue’s slender, delicate limbs.

Thankfully, this wasn’t some horror nightmare, or else the scene would’ve involved Xia Yue with disheveled hair whispering something like “Give me back my legs~” in a creepy voice.

“Onii-chan, here I go~!”

Xia Yue pulled out a long feather from the basket and slowly brought it toward the soles of Xia Xi’s feet.

“W-Wait! I’ll buy you that figurine! The limited-edition Hatsune Miku one you’ve wanted forever! I’ll get it for you! Just spare me, dear sister!”

With his limbs bound, Xia Xi had zero ability to resist.

“Oh, but Xin Yu already bought that for me~ Onii-chan should just relax and enjoy imouto’s special service~”

The feather’s soft tip glided over the soles—Xia Yue’s former weak spot—sending unbearable tingles shooting straight to Xia Xi’s brain.

In an instant, his mind went blank. His lips parted involuntarily, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he fought back a scream—or worse, laughter.

Gritting his teeth, he clamped his mouth shut, face flushing red, body trembling.

“No need to hold back~ Laughing is good for your health, you know?”

Seemingly unsatisfied with the feather’s gentle strokes, Xia Yue flipped it around, using the stiff quill to swirl against his soles.

“Pff—HAHAHAHA—STOP! Those are your feet! Aren’t you worried you’ll ruin them?!”

Xia Xi finally cracked.

There was no helping it—this kind of physical torture was too much.

If these were his own feet, maybe the tickling wouldn’t have been so unbearable. But these were Xia Yue’s… and as she’d once said, “The soles are my weak spot~”

The sensation was at least ten times more intense than normal—something no ordinary person could endure!

“Hehe, it’s fine~ Even if my feet get ruined, I’ll make sure Onii-chan has fun! There’s even a name for it—laughter therapy! Totally legit medical treatment!”

Holding the feather in her left hand, she twirled it against Xia Xi’s left sole while her right hand dipped back into the basket, pulling out a toothbrush. She brought it toward his right sole…

“Oh, and if Onii-chan says, ‘I’m imouto-sama’s loyal dog,’ maybe I’ll let you go~”

Damn bratty little sister…

“I’M NEVER SAYING THAT!!!”

Xia Xi jolted upright in bed, startling Xia Yue, who had just come to wake him. She yelped, falling flat on her butt, the milk tea in her hand splashing all over her face from the sudden squeeze.

“ONII-CHAN, YOU OWE ME A NEW MILK TEA!!!”