Powerful Frost Mage

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 felt a warm, fragrant breath wash over him. It was the faint, pleasant scent unique to her body.

Something soft and springy gently squeezed his arm. Even through the thin hospital gown, he could feel the astonishing touch and warmth.

Yang Yu's mind buzzed, turning completely blank in an instant.

His entire body stiffened.

Jiang Shuyue clearly realized something as well.

Her movements halted, and her body went rigid.

She could clearly feel her softness pressed tightly against Yang Yu's arm.

That scorching breath seemed as though it would set her clothes ablaze.

Her face flushed red like a ripe apple, while her heart raced like a startled deer, nearly leaping out of her throat.

Oh my god!

I... what did I just do?!

She had never had such intimate contact with any boy in all her life!

The air in the hospital room instantly turned suggestive.

"Um... that... I didn't do it on purpose..."

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 faint as a mosquito's buzz. Her head hung so low it was nearly buried in her chest, and she did not dare look at Yang Yu at all.

She wanted to let go too, but in this position, neither letting go nor holding on felt right.

The two remained frozen like that, neither daring to move.

Time seemed to stretch endlessly at that moment.

In the end, Yang Yu was the first to surrender.

The "flood" inside him was about to burst through the dam.

If this went on, he was really going to embarrass himself on the spot.

"Jiang... Jiang, could you... help me sit up first?"

He forced himself to speak in an almost pleading tone.

"Huh? Oh... okay!"

Jiang Shuyue snapped out of it as though waking from a dream. Forgetting her embarrassment, she hurriedly exerted herself and helped Yang Yu sit up from the bed.

Yang Yu leaned against the headboard, breathing heavily. 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 no idea where to put her hands. He forced a smile uglier than crying.

"Um... Jiang..."

"I... I need to use the bathroom..."

"The bathroom?"

Jiang Shuyue froze for a moment before understanding.

Her gaze subconsciously swept toward Yang Yu's lower body, then immediately darted away. The blush on her face deepened once more.

"Can... can you manage by yourself?"

Seeing how weak and pale he looked, she seriously doubted it.

"Probably..."

Yang Yu did not sound very confident either.

He tried to get out of bed, but his legs gave way, and he nearly toppled straight off the bed.

"..."

Jiang Shuyue was speechless.

She sighed, stepped forward as though resigned to her fate, and extended her hand again.

"I'll help you there."

There was a trace of determined resignation 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 any longer.

However, just as Jiang Shuyue supported him and the two were about to shuffle 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's mind was struck by lightning and instantly crashed.

Her steps stopped abruptly, and her whole body turned to stone.

"Wh... what's wrong?" Yang Yu asked in confusion.

Jiang Shuyue's face was so red it looked ready to drip blood.

She suddenly let go of Yang Yu and shoved him back onto the bed!

"Y-you wait here! Don't move!"

After tossing out that baffling sentence, she bolted out of the hospital room like a startled rabbit without looking back, slamming the door shut behind her.

Bang!

In the hospital room, Yang Yu was left alone on the bed, utterly bewildered.

Wh... what was that about now?

Feeling the raging tide within him, he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Miss, hurry up already!

The dam's really about to burst!

Jiang Shuyue rushed out of the room in one breath, pressed herself against the cold corridor wall, and panted heavily.

Her heart was beating so fast it felt as if it might explode.

What do I do? What do I do?

Her mind was a complete mess, like a tangled ball of yarn with no end in sight.

Help him to the bathroom, then what?

Just thinking about what came after made her cheeks burn, and she was so embarrassed she wanted to find a crack in the floor to crawl into.

"Go... go find a nurse?"

A thought flashed through her mind.

Right! She could ask a nurse for help!

But...

When she thought about having to describe Yang Yu's situation to the nurses and ask them to handle it...

That would be far too embarrassing!

What would the nurses think of her? What would they think of Yang Yu?

No, no! That definitely would not work!

Then... then what was she supposed to 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 proud daughter of the Jiang Family. When had she ever faced such a baffling problem in her life?

She racked her brains, desperately trying to come up with a solution.

Suddenly, her gaze caught sight of the public restroom at the end of the corridor.

A bold, almost absurd idea popped into her mind without warning.

"Wait... I'm... a Frost Mage!"

Her eyes lit up, as though she had grasped a lifeline.

That's right!

Since it was inconvenient for him to go to the bathroom, then... couldn't she just bring the bathroom to him?

Though the idea sounded ridiculous, it seemed to be the only feasible solution at the moment.

Having made up her mind, Jiang Shuyue took a deep breath and steeled herself.

She furtively glanced around in both directions. Once she confirmed that no one else was in the corridor, she darted into the public restroom.

She found a stall and locked the door behind her before finally letting out a breath.

"Whew... stay calm, Jiang Shuyue. You need to stay calm."

"You're an A-rank genius. Condensing a block of ice should be effortless for you."

She closed her eyes and began mobilizing the magic power within her.

Wisps of cold air overflowed from her palms, condensing into 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 comes the body. It needs to be round and smooth."

"Finally... it needs a handle for easy carrying."

She muttered to herself while carefully manipulating the ice elements.

On her first attempt, her magic control was unstable. The ice she formed came out in a bizarre shape, like a twisted pumpkin, and shattered on the floor with a crack.

"Failed..."

She felt a little discouraged.

"Damn it! Why is making a stupid urn harder than casting Blizzard?!"

Unwilling to accept defeat, she tried again.

The second time, the shape was there, but its surface was covered in pits and bumps, like the surface of the moon. It was too ugly to look at.

The third time, the fourth time...

After several failures, Jiang Shuyue finally got the hang of it.

Holding her breath, she focused all her mental power between her hands.

A soft blue glow lit up.

Cold air gathered at an unprecedented speed, swiftly taking shape according to her will.

A few seconds later, the light faded.

A crystal-clear ice urn quietly floated in her palm.

It was made entirely of pure ice and glittered beneath the dim restroom lights.

Its body had smooth lines, its opening was round, and it even had an exquisitely shaped handle.

It was practically a work of art!

"This size should be enough, right..."

Looking at her masterpiece, Jiang Shuyue could not help showing a proud expression.

But the next second, she realized what she had made.

An overwhelming sense of shame instantly drowned her.

She had actually used her prized A-rank Frost Magic to personally make a... chamber pot!

If word got out, how could Jiang Shuyue ever show her face again?!