"Antidote, please!"

Freya looked at the hand stretched out in front of her and chose to turn her head to the side and casually replied humming:

"No, there isn't."

This wasn't a joke or a tantrum; it was the truth.

Because the antidotes usually needed are toxic substances used to harm others.

You see, the pill that Wang Xiaole swallowed was not harmful at all.

Back when Freya was still in her prime, she often visited the mortal world to grant wishes for devout believers.

As the goddess of love, her followers were all sorts of couples.

Some of them, who liked to explore different experiences, expressed their desire to switch genders and engage in unique sexual games.

To fulfill the needs of her devotees, the goddess sought the assistance of a talented colleague from the heavenly realm, who specialized in inventions and creations, to help create props for gender transformation.

Thus, the pill that trapped Wang Xiaole was born.

In addition, the principle of that colleague was "mass production is the best," which resulted in Freya having a large stockpile.

When she told Wang Xiaole that she had a way to restore his manhood, it was mainly because of those pills she carried on her.

This should have been a joyful occurrence for both parties.

Wang Xiaole was unwilling to bid farewell to his "brother," while Freya hoped the demon king would leave as soon as possible.

By reversing the gender transformation, both could achieve their goals.

But! When Wang Xiaole found out that there was no antidote, disappointment filled his face, and he urgently asked:

"When can I change back?"

"Hold on, haven't you already changed back? You have all the necessary parts. What's there to complain about?"

"No, I'm asking you: When will I become a girl again? How long does the effect of this trick pill last?"

When she was a girl, she desired to be a boy, and now that it had finally come true, she was already thinking about changing back.

Freya secretly thought to herself, "Human hearts are truly complicated," but she gave a straightforward and honest answer:

"The effectiveness of the pill varies from person to person. If an ordinary person takes it, the effect can last for a thousand years without any problems (assuming that person can live longer than a turtle)."

"What about me?"

"As for you, it's going to be tough. The effectiveness of the pill depends on the person's own strength. The stronger and more powerful the person, the worse the absorption effect of the drug on their body! So..."

"So, I can change back within twenty-four hours?"

"Not exactly! The time you'll maintain your male body this time happens to be about the same as the duration when a girl has her monthly period."

Freya was very considerate, using easily understandable words to help Wang Xiaole understand her current situation, as she was worried that he might not comprehend the length of time:

Without giving extreme examples, she spoke generally. Wang Xiaole would maintain his male body for about a week this time.

During this period, the effects of the pill were irreversible and thorough, making it impossible for the person who took it to maintain a "female" state.

The current Wang Xiaole, except for his amazingly realistic and delicate cheeks, was just like an ordinary boy in all other aspects.

To put it accurately:

This young man is currently a stunning crossdresser whose beauty can bring disaster to the nation and its people.

Upon realizing the situation he is now facing, Wang Xiaole immediately understood the urgency of the matter:

Above all else, he must find a way to make it through these seven days without anyone noticing any flaws.

The first test, therefore, is to not let Lucia see through his disguise when they share a bed tonight.

However, little does he know:

The goddess in front of him has already decided to betray him, under the guise of "preventing the descent of a lost lamb".

It's hard to say who opened the door first, but right after the door opened, Lucia, who couldn't eavesdrop, bumped into her lover's arms;

As soon as Lucia's head touched Wang Xiaole's chest, she felt something strange:

"Wow...I remember my dear's breasts were quite big. How come they suddenly seem to have shrunk after a trip to the bathroom?" In order to disguise her own unnatural presence by the door, Lucia decided to change the topic and express her confusion.

The test came unexpectedly, catching Wang Xiaole off guard.

But after all, a fox is still a fox. Even in a moment of subconsciousness, it is impossible to panic easily. In just a few seconds, he came up with a nonsense excuse:

"It's like this, I just took a cold shower in the bathroom."

"Is there really a connection between taking a cold shower and the disappearance of your breasts?"

Lucia was suspicious, while Wang Xiaole continued to make up stories:

"Of course there's a connection. It's the law of thermal expansion and contraction: when breasts encounter cold water, they temporarily shrink!"

"But in the human world, I have heard of the 'conservation law of breast volume.' Even if dear's breasts suddenly shrink, where did those temporarily disappeared fats go?"

"Well...let's not worry about that. I'm going to weigh myself on the scale now, and I guarantee I won't weigh any less than before."

Naturally, because the weight lost from the disappearance of the breasts had long been compensated by the weight of the "mushrooms"!

It seems that one problem has been solved. Should the parties involved be grateful for this for three seconds?

Don't rush, the troubles that arise from this are just about to shine. The seemingly flawless answer that emerged earlier indirectly reveals a fact:

"Dear, when you went in to take a shower earlier, was this woman by your side watching the whole time!?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaole's face froze, while Freya burst into laughter...