Was this the strength of an A-rank Mage?!
"I'll help you!"
The girl's soft body pressed against him in an instant.
Yang Yu only felt a warm, fragrant scent wash over him—the faint, pleasant body fragrance unique to a young girl.
His arm was gently caught between something soft and bouncy. Even through the thin hospital gown, he could feel the startling softness and warmth.
Yang Yu's mind buzzed, instantly going blank.
His entire body stiffened.
Jiang Shuyue clearly realized something too.
She froze, her body turning rigid as well.
She could clearly feel her softness pressed tightly against Yang Yu's arm.
That scorching warmth seemed as if it could set even her clothes ablaze.
Her face flushed crimson like a ripe apple, and her heart raced like a startled deer, practically ready to leap out of her throat.
Oh my god!
I... what did I just do?!
In all her life, she had never had such intimate physical contact with any boy!
The air in the hospital room instantly turned suggestive.
"Th-that... I didn't mean to..."
Yang Yu stammered, trying to explain.
He wanted to pull his arm free, but he was afraid that moving too much would make things even more awkward.
"I... I know..."
Jiang Shuyue's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz. She lowered her head so far that it nearly disappeared into her chest, not daring to look at Yang Yu at all.
She wanted to let go too, but in this position, letting go felt wrong, while not letting go felt just as wrong.
The two remained frozen like that, neither daring to move.
Time seemed to stretch infinitely in that moment.
In the end, Yang Yu was the first to surrender.
The "flood" inside him was already about to burst through its banks.
If this dragged on any longer, he was really going to embarrass himself on the spot.
"J-Jiang... could you... help me sit up first?"
He forced himself to speak, his tone almost pleading.
"Huh? Oh... okay!"
Jiang Shuyue snapped out of it. No longer caring about being embarrassed, she hurriedly exerted herself and helped Yang Yu sit up from the bed.
Yang Yu leaned against the headboard, gasping for breath. That brief moment had exhausted him more than fighting a World BOSS.
After catching his breath, he looked at Jiang Shuyue, who was still standing beside the bed with flushed cheeks and hands she did not know where to put. He forced out a smile uglier than a grimace.
"Um... Jiang..."
"I... I need to use the bathroom..."
"The bathroom?"
Jiang Shuyue froze for a moment, then understood.
Her gaze involuntarily swept toward Yang Yu's lower body before she quickly looked away. The blush on her face deepened again.
"C-can you manage by yourself?"
Seeing how weak and pale Yang Yu looked, she had serious doubts.
"I... probably can."
Yang Yu himself was not very confident.
He tried to get out of bed, but his legs went limp, and he nearly fell straight off the bed.
"..."
Jiang Shuyue was speechless.
She sighed, stepped forward as if resigned to her fate, and held out her hand again.
"I'll help you there."
There was a trace of determined desperation in her voice.
Yang Yu looked at her and opened his mouth, but in the end, he could not bring himself to refuse.
Because he really could not hold it anymore.
However, just as Jiang Shuyue supported him and the two were about to move toward the bathroom—
A very crucial question suddenly flashed through Jiang Shuyue's mind.
Help him to the bathroom...
Then what?
How was she, a girl, supposed to help him?
The instant that thought surfaced, Jiang Shuyue felt as though a bolt of lightning had struck her mind, and her brain instantly crashed.
Her footsteps abruptly halted, and she turned completely petrified.
"W-what's wrong?" Yang Yu asked in confusion.
Jiang Shuyue's face was so red that it looked ready to drip blood.
She suddenly released Yang Yu and shoved him back onto the bed!
"Y-you wait here! Don't move!"
After throwing out that inexplicable sentence, she bolted from the hospital room like a startled rabbit without looking back, slamming the door shut behind her.
Bang!
Yang Yu was left alone in the hospital room, lying on the bed with a bewildered expression.
W-what was that about now?
Feeling the surging waves inside his body, he wanted to cry but had no tears.
Miss, hurry up already!
I'm really about to burst!
Jiang Shuyue ran out of the hospital room in one breath, leaned against the cold wall of the corridor, and panted heavily.
Her heart pounded furiously, as though it might explode.
What should she do? What should she do?
Her mind was a complete mess, like a tangled ball of yarn with no end in sight.
Help him to the bathroom, and then what?
Just thinking about what came after made her cheeks burn, and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the floor and crawl into it.
"G-go find a nurse?"
A thought flashed through her mind.
That was it! She could ask a nurse for help!
But...
When she imagined having to describe Yang Yu's situation to the nurses and ask them to deal with it...
That would be far too embarrassing!
What would the nurses think of her? What would they think of Yang Yu?
No, no! That absolutely would not work!
Then... then what should she do?
Jiang Shuyue paced back and forth in the corridor, anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
She was an A-Rank Frost Mage, the Jiang Family's heaven-blessed daughter. Since childhood, when had she ever encountered such a helplessly difficult problem?
She racked her brains, desperately trying to think of a solution.
Suddenly, her gaze caught sight of the public restroom at the end of the corridor.
An outrageous, bold idea abruptly emerged in her mind without warning.
"Wait... I'm... a Frost Mage!"
Her eyes lit up, as though she had caught hold of a lifeline.
That was right!
Since it was inconvenient for him to go to the bathroom, then... then she could just bring the bathroom to him!
Though the idea sounded absurd, it seemed to be the only feasible solution at the moment.
Having made up her mind, Jiang Shuyue took a deep breath and encouraged herself.
She furtively looked left and right. After confirming that no one else was in the corridor, she slipped into the public restroom in a flash.
She found a stall, locked the door behind her, and finally let out a breath.
"Phew... Calm down, Jiang Shuyue. You need to calm down."
"You're an A-Rank genius. Condensing a block of ice is effortless for you."
She closed her eyes and began circulating the magic power within her body.
Wisps of cold air overflowed from her palms, condensing into white frost in the air.
She tried hard to recall the shapes of... those containers she had seen at home.
"First, it needs a base. It has to be stable."
"Then the body. It needs to be round and smooth."
"Finally... finally, it needs a handle so it can be carried easily."
She muttered to herself while carefully controlling the ice elements.
On her first attempt, her magic power control was unstable. The ice she condensed came out in a bizarre shape like a twisted pumpkin, then shattered on the floor with a crack.
"Failed..."
She felt somewhat discouraged.
"Damn it! Why is condensing a stupid pot harder than casting Blizzard?!"
Unwilling to admit defeat, she began trying again.
The second time, it had the right shape, but its surface was pitted and uneven like the moon's surface—so ugly she could barely stand to look at it.
The third time, the fourth time...
After several failures, Jiang Shuyue finally grasped a bit of the trick.
She held her breath and focused all her mental power between her hands.
A gentle blue light lit up.
Cold air gathered at an unprecedented speed, rapidly taking shape according to her will.
A few seconds later, the light faded.
A crystal-clear ice chamber pot quietly floated above her palm.
It was formed entirely from pure ice and gleamed under the dim restroom lights.
Its body had smooth lines, its opening was rounded, and it even had an exquisitely shaped handle.
It was practically a work of art!
"This size should be enough... right?"
Jiang Shuyue looked at her masterpiece, an involuntary expression of pride appearing on her face.
But in the next moment, she realized what she had made.
An overwhelming sense of shame instantly drowned her.
She had actually used her proud A-Rank Frost Magic to personally create a... chamber pot!
If word got out, would she, Jiang Shuyue, have any face left at all?!
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