Chapter 163: Wait, Why Did You Change Back Again, Auntie? - It’s the Cyber Age—Still Playing a Traditional Villain?

Chapter 163: Wait, Why Did You Change Back Again, Auntie? At this moment, Xu Shi's mind echoed with one question. What just happened? What just happened? What just... Ahem, stop right there—any more and it would just be word padding. But the current situation is indeed quite strange. In just a few minutes' time, how did Xia Ke An transform from a little lolita back to her original form? Is it because she activated her abilities? It seems that's the reason; otherwise, what other explanation could there be? But here's the problem: the reason she became a child in the first place was due to excessive use of her future-prediction abilities... Overall, it doesn't really make sense scientifically, but from another perspective, it's all too scientific. After all, the white-haired lolita was wearing children's clothes a moment ago. Now, having suddenly grown into an adult, naturally, her clothes became strained... Her attire is now in tatters. However, her hair color hasn’t changed back; it remains a vibrant white. Xu Shi didn't know what to say, so he set aside what he was doing and tentatively poked Xia Ke An's cheek. "Ugh, Brother Xu Shi, stop teasing me..." The slightly dazed auntie swung her hand in response, unwillingly opening her eyes a crack. "Let me sleep a bit longer... uh?" It was clear that activating her ability had exhausted her, but the odd expression on Xu Shi's face quickly snapped her to full awareness. "Stop with the 'brother'; it doesn't suit." Xu Shi tilted his head, suddenly feeling amused. "What? What's with that reaction..." Xia Ke An took a moment to realize, "You're embarrassed I called you 'brother'... wait?!" "Xu Shi, my voice?" The moment she spoke, she noticed. Certainly, an adult’s voice differs from a little girl's. Quickly, she looked to the side and, seeing her reflection in a mirror, was equally shocked. "What... happened to me?" Disbelieving, she touched her own face, clearly confused by her transformation. But more importantly... "Ah!" Finally realizing her wardrobe malfunction, she instinctively shielded herself, "You're not allowed to look, Xu Shi!" "Let’s pretend I didn’t see anything." Xu Shi didn’t have any suitable clothes to give her, so he tossed her the jacket he had hanging. Mm, saw nothing. Though those curves couldn’t really be unseen, hence why the top stretched that much... "Thanks." Wrapped in the jacket, Xia Ke An gradually calmed down, slowly regaining her usual composure, “Xu Shi, my little brother.” "Oh, now I'm the little brother again?" Xu Shi was surprised at how quickly she adapted, and couldn’t help teasing. "You said calling you 'brother' was inappropriate." The now white-haired elder sister gave a sly smile, her eyes sparkling with both mischief and a touch of allure. Indeed, it's not fitting; calling him 'brother' with her loli form was fine, but in this form, it wasn't right, especially since she did have a real brother. Calling Xu Shi 'brother' this way would feel like he’s Xia Wu You's dad... “What exactly is going on?” She seemed torn between laughing and crying, turning to Xu Shi for help. “Who are you asking?” Xu Shi glared at her, “How would I know what’s happening... How do you feel?” “...” That question stumped Xia Ke An. Logically, returning to normal should be a joyous occasion. Being a child had its perks, like getting away with silliness... But deep down, she's an adult, and constantly acting like a child isn't ideal, right? Despite wearing children's clothes, her heart remained that of a mature woman! She always hoped to revert back, but now that she had, the shock wasn't accompanied by as much happiness as she anticipated. Was it because she could no longer cling to Xu Shi? Or... All in all, being a child has its limitations, and being an adult brings its own set of restrictions—one can't have it all. “It's... alright, I suppose?” After some thought, this was all she could say before turning the question to the man in front of her, “What about you... how do you feel?” "My impression is exceptionally satisfied.” Xu Shi couldn’t offer a concrete answer, but his words were genuine. Kidding aside, a childhood goddess right in front of him, dressed like that—how could he not be satisfied? The current Xia Ke An seemed even more refined than before. If her real age approached forty, she certainly didn't look it; she didn’t even have that mature vibe like Tang Shuang. It seemed she had defied aging... "Oh? What kind of satisfaction?" Upon hearing that, Xia Ke An blinked, then lounged back on the sofa with a sultry air, one hand supporting her head. While she spoke, she coyly nudged Xu Shi with her foot, creating an image reminiscent of a beauty in repose, adding a soft allure to the ambiance. “Auntie wants to hear?” Xu Shi wasn’t some naive kid, certainly not easily swayed by such gestures. However, it did tickle his curiosity somewhat, so he decided to play along, cheekily gripping her foot and drawing circles on its soft underside with his fingers. “Hey...” Xia Ke An realized too late that teasing him was a mistake, hurriedly trying to pull her foot away, but it was too late... “Let go of me...” Her voice involuntarily tightened. “Not letting go, what? Bite me?” Xu Shi continued his playful torment, moving his fingers like feathers across her sole, making her arch involuntarily. “I just have to say I’m quite happy, remembering that Auntie, you were once the most desired unattainable flower of Night Sin City?” He mused earnestly, “Still an untouched flower at that… others would probably kill for such a chance.” This was genuinely heartfelt. When Xu Shi had just come of age, during the rare moments of conversation with his father, he was warned that the women in their circles were formidable—urged to be wary. Xia Ke An was the example given at that time; she truly was masterful—not just due to her abilities. Her social skills were fundamentally crucial too. What’s that saying? Passing through a field of flowers without a leaf sticking? Usually, it’s used to describe men, but it's equally fitting for her. Fact was, many were entranced by a single word or glance from the white-haired elder sister, yet no one ever really gained anything from it... Instead, her powerful networking continuously brought massive orders to 'Refraction.' So, from that perspective... “So, it seems you’re quite the formidable femme fatale.” Xu Shi squeezed her snow-white toes, “And bad girls deserve some form of punishment.” “Oh, really?” Xia Ke An steadied herself, sat up, then pulled him down, making Xu Shi naturally fall over her. “You some hero of justice? How dare you talk of punishing me?” She pouted in dissatisfaction. It was clear that maintaining a child’s form for so long made her rusty with such gestures. Of course, another reason was that her relationship with Xu Shi was peculiar. She knew all too well his thoughts towards her, but because of her previous loli appearance, any flirtation ended up changing flavor, turning into sibling-like or even touching familial interactions. It wasn’t until now that there was a genuine hint of romance between them. However, some feelings had long been brewing and fermenting. As she mentioned earlier: she wanted Xu Shi, and she was indeed charmed by him... Which raised the question. If teasing him was a mistake, should she just continue with this mistake? Hmm... Perhaps prepared, or maybe still too tired to resist, after a moment's silence, she quickly conceded. “If you truly want... you can go ahead.” Xia Ke An realized she couldn’t deceive herself any longer, perhaps sensing a bit of threat from her niece—let’s not forget how Xia Wu You glared at her at the hospital, something that had vexed her back then. From this angle, does it seem she's lagging behind significantly? With a chance like this, might as well go with the flow... Besides, she felt okay, albeit a bit spent, but not to the point where she couldn't handle a little more. As for the aunt-niece relationship with Xia Wu You? Who cares! When that heartless little thing intentionally let her overhear, did she ever consider their relationship? Hearing her agree, Xu Shi no longer held back, letting his hand travel upward from her feet and he bent down to kiss her. He never pretended to be a gentleman; more like a starving wolf sometimes... In truth, he sometimes felt lucky—without such baggage, one can act much more freely. Of course, don't mistake this for some perverse fixation—heavens forbid—but right now Xia Ke An was far from being a child, and with the prospect right before him, how could he not indulge? If there was anything that could make him stop, it would only be if she were to suddenly revert! Xu Shi thought smugly. Then he witnessed what it means to jinx oneself. Just as their passion was heightening, Auntie's eyes sharpened and suddenly, like deflating a balloon, she started shrinking right before his eyes. By the time Xu Shi realized, she had reverted to being a little lolita. "You..." Xu Shi stared dumbfoundedly at her, managing to utter only a single syllable after a long pause. "I'm..." Xia Ke An was equally bewildered, with no idea how to respond. "…You’re so heavy, you're crushing me!" She yelled out quickly—after all, Xu Shi's weight was no longer something her current form could withstand. "Ugh! What in the world is this?!" Xu Shi scrambled off her, grumbling in frustration. "How should I know..." Xia Ke An was equally frustrated, realizing that often, people hold their breath when they want something until they actually have it. Venting that bottled-up feeling might not be feasible, but it still leaves one dissatisfied. "Perhaps it's because your body isn't stable yet?" Xu Shi tried to reason in a somewhat non-scientific manner. "Anyway, you can't control it, right?" The white-haired elder sister—or, again, the white-haired lolita—nodded silently. That was the only explanation, wasn’t it? But the more she thought about it, the more frustrated she felt, her hands cold in the heat—why?! This grievance eventually turned into tears as she sniffled and cried out loudly. "Brother Xu Shi is bullying me!" "Who's bullying whom?" Xu Shi flicked her forehead lightly, noting that he seemed more accustomed to Auntie's childish demeanor. Come on, isn’t she the one teasing him? This is more unreasonable than any challenge… Xia Ke An abruptly ceased her cries—it was obvious she was fake crying. "Alright, I'll ask Qing Yan for help on this when we have the time," Xu Shi reassured her with a forehead flick, "Being like this all the time isn’t ideal." Indeed, this wasn’t just about the awkwardness—it was something to be addressed. Otherwise, if she continued to change sizes uncontrollably, what would happen? "...Okay." The white-haired lolita nodded, feeling a bit aggrieved. "If you keep changing like this, maybe I'll consider selling the washing machine, huh?" "Hmm?" Xia Ke An was clearly confused. "...Haha, nothing." Xu Shi thought he was just making a joke—people in this world wouldn't understand. "Well, I'll head back now. You should get some rest." After some light banter, he stood, ready to retire for the night. "Sweet dreams, Aunt... Ke An ~" "Get out!" Xia Ke An, irked by his words, tossed a pillow at him. Xu Shi laughed heartily as he darted away. He genuinely found it amusing—though missing out was a pity, Xia Ke An’s jealousy was very clear to him. The Auntie was obviously quite serious about being envious of her own niece, or she wouldn’t have approached him just now. As they say, being the object of jealousy from someone you like can indeed be a blissful thing. Truth be told, he indeed liked Xia Ke An, or rather, who among the girls around him didn’t he like? To put it nicely, it's called being amorous; more bluntly, it’s being a carefree player... Yet he felt no shame in this, almost taking pride in it. On second thought, even some harmless flirting was quite nice; besides, there’s still plenty of time ahead—it won't always turn out like this. For now, there were other pressing matters—after all, the insights gained from Xia Ke An’s prophecies were the main priority, and he needed to act on them quickly. Upon reflection, time wasn't on his side, as the lurking players might make their moves any day now, and that day wasn’t far off. Just like the scene outside his window now. Xu Shi glanced sideways, the sky under the "Rust Mist" canopy as bleak as ever, but the faint rumble of thunder could be heard. A storm was approaching. In the end, being able to change size at will really is the best~