The person was chanting a curse, but their hands were wielding the black magic.

"Hey, Fuhei, you're awake."

Ieiri Shoko also noticed Fushiguro's arrival.

She turned around, holding a high-class black pleated skirt in her hand, the hem swaying gently in the sunlight.

"You're here just in time. Lu Ziyun doesn't like wearing pants. Even if he's small, he still needs some cover-up. It wouldn't be good if the girls from the vocational college saw him."

Judging from the way Ieiri Glass handed it over, it was meant for Lu Ziyun, who was only wearing a top, to put it on.

"I originally wanted to see if the vocational college had any spare uniforms for him to wear, but vocational college uniforms are designed for young people like you, and even the smallest size men's uniform wouldn't fit him. So, I can only give him a skirt for now..."

Shoko Ieiri seemed to be deliberately trying to appear calm, but the corners of her mouth seemed to be slightly upturned, revealing a hint of a smile.

"Feeding women!!!"

Lu Ziyun spoke again, but after losing the physical changes brought about by puberty, his voice became very thin, and his rough roar sounded more like a coquettish tantrum.

Her cheeks were puffed out, and her little face turned bright red.

"I'll leave the rest to you, Fukuro. I still have to treat the others."

With a smile, Ieiri Shoko handed the skirt to Fushiguro. As she left and closed the door, she deliberately left a gap, squeezing out a meaningful, mischievous smile for Fushiguro.

"Your physical body was already young, and it's difficult to withstand the [Reincarnation] technique for another ten years, so—"

Fuhei looked Lu Ziyun up and down, trying hard to suppress her laughter.

"Have you turned into a mini-Nanliang?"

"Where is Mother!"

Lu Ziyun let out another completely terrifying roar.

Judging from her voice and height, Lu Ziyun seems to have regressed to an age before puberty, around eleven or twelve years old.

His small frame was still struggling in the oversized hospital gown, which looked like a dress on him. With every movement, the neckline would slip down a bit, revealing one shoulder.

He would rather die than wear the skirt that Fu Hei handed him.

"Where's my martial arts uniform? Get my martial arts uniform back!"

Lu Ziyun protested, stomping her little feet on the bed a few times.

"Your body is too small right now, your waist can't hold up at all, your pants will keep falling down."

The egret added from the side.

"So you're still here."

Fushiguro noticed that Uru hadn't left with Shoko, but if asked why she was still there...

Fuhei had already seen the answer on her face.

Purely a perverse sense of humor; this woman simply wanted to amuse herself with the little boy, Lu Ziyun.

No wonder the Stone Flow Dragon and the Sun Chariot reacted so strongly.

If these middle-aged men, who have lived for decades, suddenly looked like this, they'd probably want to find a place to smash their fists against the concrete. That kind of shame is probably worse than death.

"Fuhei, you're not in cahoots with them, are you?!"

Lu Ziyun asked in alarm, her large eyes filled with a sense of betrayal and panic. Her eyes were clear and reflected Fu Hei's figure.

"Are you just going to keep swinging it around if you're not going to wear it?" Fu Hei swung the skirt in his hand again.

"I'd rather wear it than wear it!!!"

Lu Ziyun smugly pulled her oversized hospital gown down a little, trying to cover the area that had shrunk along with her.

"It's okay, small ones are cute too."

Fu Hei said in a very serious tone.

"Damn it, it's all because of you! I've become like this because of you!"

"Kuro!!!"

Lu Ziyun raised her shrill voice again, the sound echoing in the medical room.

It has to be said that the more Fu Hei listened, the more addictive he became.

His gaze swept over Lu Ziyun, taking in her youthful face, her slender limbs, and her cheeks that were slightly puffed up with anger.

A strange feeling welled up in his heart, he couldn't tell whether it was funny or relieved, but in any case, Lu Ziyun had survived.

Although it was in this way, he survived.

"Damn it, if those lowly Lu Suo sees me like this..." Lu Ziyun gritted her teeth, but because of the change in her voice, her harsh words sounded completely intimidating.

"Little Deer, say one more line."

Fu Hei quickly interrupted Lu Ziyun, his eyes gleaming with a strange light, as if he had discovered a treasure.

"What?"

The little deer raised its head in confusion, its large eyes filled with bewilderment.

"The part where he scolds Lu Suo."

Fu Hei pleaded earnestly, his hands clasped together in a gesture of almost devout expectation, as if he were praying for something precious.

Although Lu Ziyun didn't understand, she still did as instructed.

He cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound more menacing: "Scum..."

"That's the kind of mouth I want to hear!!!"

Fu Hei wept bitterly.

"Could you add my name after it?" Fu Hei suddenly slumped onto Lu Ziyun's shoulder.

"You bastard Fukuro~ What do you want from me?!"

Lu Ziyun cursed again, his small hands patting Fu Hei's back, but because the force was less, the patting was more like a gentle caress.

The embarrassment and annoyance in her voice only made her tone more peculiar.

"Damn! Getting called an idiot doesn't seem so bad."