Chapter 102
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Volume 3 + Chapter 102: Full of Vigor!
Xia Yi sensed that something was off.
Because she knew all too well—her younger sister was a noble lady, the young mistress of the Schubert family.
Such a status was incredibly prestigious in the human world.
Even the Rhine royalty would treat her with utmost courtesy.
Thus, even if Xia Yi needed help changing clothes, Lia should have called a servant or maid to assist. For her to personally help… What was this all about?!
So Xia Yi tried suggesting to Lia that they call a maid instead.
The result, however…
“It’s fine. Xia Yi is different. In fact, I’m happy to do this myself.”
Lia gazed at Xia Yi through the mirror, her eyes brimming with interest.
“This is the first time I’ve ever felt so intrigued by someone. Do you understand this feeling, Xia Yi?”
Her eyes looked almost like a predator locking onto its prey.
Xia Yi shuddered.
No, I don’t understand at all!
Why is it that my younger sister, who used to despise me, is now constantly sticking to me?!
Her eyes darted around, trying to avoid Lia.
But then, this strange sister of hers made an even more peculiar move.
Lia spun the chair Xia Yi was sitting on to face herself and even lifted Xia Yi’s chin—this was clearly beyond the bounds of a normal classmate relationship, wasn’t it?!
Little sister, what are you doing, little sister?!
“Xia Yi, I’m genuinely curious—aren’t you and Miss Yue Liu in a relationship?”
Lia took out a lipstick and slowly twisted it open. She seemed to think that a light touch of makeup was all a cute little loli like Xia Yi needed.
“This… Do you care, Lia?”
“Mhm, I do. I care about your relationship with Miss Yue Liu.”
Xia Yi was flustered. She really just wanted to put some distance between herself and her sister—it felt like her male mentality was on the verge of crumbling.
So when questioned, she answered honestly.
“No, we’re not like that at all. We just knew each other before…”
“Oh, is that so?”
A faint smile appeared on Lia’s face.
“Then, I can rightfully compete with Miss Yue.”
Compete?
Compete over what?
Xia Yi didn’t understand.
Little Fox was in the swordsmanship department, while Lia wasn’t. These two had nothing to do with each other—why would they suddenly start competing in swordsmanship?
“Don’t move, Xia Yi.”
Lia pressed the lipstick to Xia Yi’s cherry-like lips.
Holding Xia Yi’s chin, she slowly guided the lipstick with her slender fingers, gliding it over Xia Yi’s lips.
This sensation…
Bad!
This is really bad!!
Xia Yi’s mind was on the verge of collapse.
Six years ago, she would never have imagined that she’d become a little loli, sitting obediently with her hands on her knees, letting her younger sister put makeup on her.
Was she still… a man…?
The little princess’s eyes were already spinning in confusion, her thoughts in complete disarray.
A man should either wear a sports jersey and bring glory to his country, or a doctor’s coat, saving lives, or a military uniform, guarding the nation—
A man must be full of vigor!
That’s right! No matter how my appearance changes, my heart remains that of a man—1000% pure, unshakable masculinity!!
Xia Yi repeated this furious declaration in her mind, desperately clinging to her conviction, refusing to let her male identity crumble.
“All done, Xia Yi. Take a look—what do you think?”
Lia seemed very pleased with her work. She turned the chair back toward the mirror so Xia Yi could see herself.
And so, Xia Yi saw her reflection—
A cute black-haired loli with twin tails, adorned with white butterfly hairpins that doubled her adorableness. The light makeup added a touch of youthful charm to her still-childlike face.
She wore an off-shoulder dress with translucent sleeves, making her skin subtly alluring. The slight swell of her chest held up a decorative piece like a budding flower.
What an adorable little loli.
That was Xia Yi’s first thought upon seeing her reflection. Then, realizing it was herself, she froze.
Her reliable older brother self had now been dressed up by her younger sister into a cute little loli.
How could this not shake her to the core?
It felt like she had been hit by a devastating mental spell.
“Full of vigor! Full of vigor! Full of vigor…!”
She muttered the phrase under her breath like a mantra, struggling to hold onto her remaining sanity.
“Hm? What’s wrong, Xia Yi? Are you not satisfied?” Lia tilted her head. “I have other styles we could try—”
Hearing that her sister wanted to dress her up even more, Xia Yi nearly had a panic attack. She jumped to her feet, forcing a smile.
“N-No! This is perfect! Thank you so much, little sis—”
“Little sis?”
“Ah—ahh!!”
Xia Yi realized she had almost slipped up and immediately covered it with a loud exclamation.
“I-I mean, this is more than enough! I love it!”
“Really? That’s good, Xia Yi.”
Lia looked happy, but then her tone shifted.
“Still, after all the effort I put into helping you, a mere verbal thanks doesn’t seem enough, does it?”
“Eh? Uh…”
Xia Yi hesitated.
Was Lia expecting something in return?
If it was some weird request, she absolutely wouldn’t comply. She couldn’t let her take advantage!
“Go ahead, Lia.”
“My request is very simple…”
Lia paused for dramatic effect before saying.
“Just drop the formalities when addressing me. No more ‘Miss.’”
“That’s… it?”
“Mhm.” Lia nodded.
Xia Yi thought about it—this wasn’t an unreasonable demand.
Better agree now. If Lia changed her mind and asked for something stranger, things could get awkward.
“Okay. Thank you, Lia.”
Having called her that for years, Xia Yi said it without hesitation.
Lia seemed surprised that Xia Yi accepted so easily.
“Xia Yi, you agreed just like that? And you said my name so smoothly—like you’ve been calling me that for a long time.”
“Ahaha! That’s because—”
Xia Yi instinctively activated her skill—there was no way she could admit she’d called her that before.
“I practiced a lot in private! Yeah, I prepared in advance!”
“Xia Yi, you’ve actually been…?!”
Lia’s eyes widened in shock.
Xia Yi wasn’t sure what effect her words had, but seeing Lia stunned was the perfect chance to escape.
“Well, Lia, as a student council member, you must be busy, right? I won’t take up any more of your time. Let’s catch up at the freshman social later!”
She seized the excuse and bolted, rushing out of the dressing room and downstairs.
Meanwhile, a girl hidden in the shadows of the corner watched everything unfold. Staring at Xia Yi’s retreating figure, she smiled.
“Tonight’s party is going to get interesting.”
