A gust of cold wind passed over the ground and dark clouds drifted in from the north, covering the void left by the setting sun and bringing forth a torrential rain upon this place.
"What have you done?" Isabella's whole body was drenched by the rain, and her bra underneath her coat showed through with a wetness, giving off a unique sense of "neatness."
Wang Xiaole, who unintentionally caught sight of this scene, thought to himself:
Clearly, she has no breasts, so why would she wear a bra? Doesn't she think it's pitiful for the underwear to live in such a "plain" area?
He thought impolite words in his heart, but at the same time, opened his mouth to prove his innocence:
"This is a big misunderstanding. Whether it rains or how much rainfall there is, I have no control over it. It's purely a natural phenomenon of this world!"
"Really?"
Someone with a history of offenses suddenly emphasizing their innocence is indeed not convincing, so it's no wonder Isabella continues to look at him with the same eyes as a peeping tom.
"Did you not do anything special? Like secretly controlling the gathering of clouds, gradually concentrating water vapor, and finally making the rain fall in a specific location?"
"I really didn't! I'm such a lazy person that I even replace character outlines with simple sketches. How could I be so serious in studying precipitation issues?"
"Now that you mention it... that does seem reasonable!"
Clouds are extremely mysterious.
When there are few of them, they are white clouds drifting in the clear blue sky.
As their numbers increase and overlap, their color tends to become darker.
The clouds above their heads gradually became thicker and turned into a deep black color. Wang Xiaole looked at the drifting clouds and couldn't help but say that they looked like stirred ink.
In his eyes, they looked more like the premature arrival of night, causing the surrounding light to become extremely dim.
"Let's find a place to take shelter from the rain."
Their hands held together. It was just a natural reaction from Wang Xiaole, and he didn't think too much when he reached out his hand.
Isabella's hand, which was gently held, became stiff in the other person's palm, as if it had been plastered and her pulse seemed unnoticeable.
"Oh, sorry, I couldn't help but hold it..."
When he was watching adult videos, he was not so polite. On the contrary, he was particularly attentive to details and didn't want to make the girl uncomfortable.
Wang Xiaole was about to let go, but then Isabella's voice, which belonged to her, came:
"Never mind, if you want to hold it, go ahead, just be mindful of boundaries."
Anyone familiar with Isabella would be surprised by her affable attitude. The reason why the girl behaved unusually, allowing others to get close to her, was because her current role was not that of a queen, but that of a hero.
An emperor must always maintain dignity, while a hero can maintain an equal relationship with his companions and do what needs to be done based on his position. That's only natural.
However, this is not the only reason.
Wang Xiaole needed to clarify one point, just as the girl said next:
"If it was a person of the opposite sex, it would be a bit improper to hold hands, but since you are also a girl, it's okay to hold hands once or twice."
This is the advantage of being gender-swapped!
Even if Wang Xiaole is not very accepting of his current gender, he has to admit that without this convenient body, it would be almost impossible for him to maintain close proximity to the opposite sex in normal circumstances.
It's not that he has poor relationships, as a high school boy with close friends, how bad can his social skills be?
But having good relationships doesn't necessarily mean having good relationships with the opposite sex.
It's like a boy with excellent moral character and abilities confessing to a girl and getting all the "good guy cards" in place.
Is it a blessing in disguise?
Is it a fortunate fortune?
In any case, Wang Xiaole gradually began to experience the benefits and sweetness of being a girl.
From now on, he would gradually become aware of how tolerant and privileged this world is to beautiful girls.
The two of them turned their gazes and searched for a place to shelter from the rain. At the same time, their eyes locked onto the nearest house and they ran hand in hand towards it.
Similar to the real world, it is currently autumn here, and the falling raindrops do not bring coolness. Moreover, there is already a cool breeze blowing between heaven and earth.
The falling raindrops only made the chill more noticeable, constantly seeping through the gaps between their clothes and filling the air with coldness.
Isabella closed the doors and windows, and Wang Xiaole brought in firewood and threw it into the fireplace, sitting nearby, enjoying the warmth of the fire.
Then another person came over, sat in the opposite direction, and pressed their knees on the floor with a very proper posture, not getting too close to each other.
What is it that brings people closer?
In the heat, it is ice-cold drinks, and in the cold, it is warmth.
Isabella, who sat too far away, couldn't clearly feel the warmth from the fireplace, and at that moment, Wang Xiaole waved at her.
"I'm warmer over here."
At first, the young girl stubbornly refused to get closer to the obvious temptation, until her body instinctively moved and she unconsciously leaned towards the side.
"Yeah, it's really warm."
Following that, her whole body leaned in, and she reached out her hands towards the fireplace without saying anything further;
The previous actions of creating distance seemed to be forgotten, and the person involved deliberately chose to forget.
Under normal circumstances, when companions shelter from wind and rain, they would usually hide in a cave;
However, the surrounding area was a residential area, and they couldn't find that kind of primitive temporary shelter.
Therefore, the place where the two of them were located didn't have that sense of openness, let alone mystery, it was just ordinary houses that could be seen everywhere;
Because of this, there was an air of plainness in this place. The two people sitting together, surrounded by a hint of warmth, gave the impression of an ordinary couple;
Although they looked different in appearance, these were two charming girls;
But their interactions with each other had developed a sense of understanding, as if they had been married for more than ten years.
Especially:
"It's getting cold, put on something warm."
Especially Wang Xiaole, naturally created a winter garment and draped it over the girl's body.
An uninformed person would surely misunderstand and think that they had known each other for a long time;
The act of draping the coat and covering the collar with their hands exuded a natural feeling.
After doing something subconsciously, Wang Xiaole fell silent, unsure of how to continue the conversation with the other person, as this kind of experience was rare for him.
Isabella was feeling the same way.
