When Xiao Lei and I came out of the bathroom, Old Feng—no, Fei—was still glowing like a human lightbulb.

Little Jing was clutching Fei in mid-transformation, wailing in panic:
“Mom! Something’s wrong! Dad… Dad’s turning into light!”

Relax, your dad’s not turning into Ultraman.

The brilliant white glow gradually shrank, revealing the cascade of long hair. A new, unmistakably feminine softness swelled in the chest area, straining the fabric of Uncle Feng’s old white shirt and pressing right up against Jing’s cheeks.

“This chest… It's Sis Fei!”

Seriously, is that how she tells people apart?

Well, she’s not a clueless idiot Zhao Zhao. No matter how much she didn’t want to believe it, the truth was literally right in her face—her Dad and her Sis Fei were the same person all along.

“Daddy turned into… Sis Fei?”

Little Jing’s whole worldview was visibly collapsing in real time. Her dazed look and the way she pinched her cheek to check if she was dreaming were… admittedly kind of adorable.

Fei hadn’t opened her eyes yet, but Rinka stepped in and gently peeled Jing off her.

“Jing~ don’t you remember? Your cousin was a boy once too, remember?”

“I thought you just went to Thailand or something—oof!”

A merciless disciplinary headbutt landed squarely on her forehead.

“Of course not! I’m now a 100% genuine bishoujo!”

“Then how come you don’t have—oof!”

Another headbutt. No mercy.

“Anyway, your dad’s just like me now. He’s been back by your side for a whole month already, hasn’t he?”

“But why…”

At that moment, Fei stirred and tugged awkwardly at the too-tight collar of her shirt.

“…Why did I suddenly change back?”

“It’s okay now, Jingsheng,” said Aunt Huaying, stepping behind Fei and placing her hands gently on her shoulders.

“You don’t need to keep hiding it from Jing. She’s not going to stop loving you for this.”

“So Sis Fei really is Dad?”

……

Little Jing’s face was a mix of shock and awe. But when Fei gave a slight nod, her stunned expression melted into a dazzling smile.

“That’s great!!”

Beaming, she threw her arms around Fei, kissed her on the cheek, then leaned over and planted another kiss on Aunt Huaying.

Fei whispered, “Jing… are you really okay with a dad like this?”

Honestly, Fei didn’t need to ask. Jing was elated, practically glowing more than Fei just was. She was happier now than she’d been when she thought her dad came back from the dead. No way was she not okay with this.

But then, sitting on Fei’s lap, she closed her eyes and solemnly said, “I’m sorry!”

Huh?

“I said some really mean things to Daddy before…”

Whew! I thought she was gonna say “I actually can’t accept this!” or something dramatic like that.

“But now I’m really happy! Because not only is Daddy back, I also gained a sister! We’re a family again!”

“Jing’er…” Fei, who’d managed not to cry earlier, finally let the tears flow.

“Should I still call you Dad? Or do I call you Sis now?”

“…Either is fine. No—call me Sis.”

Fei hesitated but chose sisterhood in the end.

It made sense. Imagine a few years down the line, Fei and Jing walking down the street, looking like two girls the same age, and then Jing suddenly yells “Dad!”—what would people think?

That’s how school bullying rumors start.

Some guy friends might joke around and call each other “Dad,” but not me and Zhao Zhao. It’s not that we’re not close—it’s just, who wants to be the dad of a hyperactive dingbat?

Rinka, ever mischievous, picked up the TV remote and held it like a mic to Fei’s face:

“Dun dun dun! Let’s interview this ex-father! How are you feeling right now?”

She even poked Fei in the face with the remote a few times.

“My thoughts? I’m really grateful to Xiao Kai and Xiao Lei, and of course, the God of Bishoujo… Do I need to convert?”

Fei actually sounded like she wanted to join the faith—but hey, I guess that means she’s genuinely thankful?

I mean, I really only helped her to complete the quota at first, but it feels good to do something for someone else. And being thanked… feels great in an indescribable way.

“No need,” I said. “The divine being doesn’t need followers. But if you run into someone else down on their luck, just tell Xiao Lei. I’m sure that they would be happy to lend a hand.”

Still for the points, of course.

“That’s a pretty casual name for such a helpful god.”

You can keep praising me, I won’t mind.

“Sis Fei, do you still have any lingering regrets about your time as a man? You’re not going to be able to change back anymore… are you really okay with that?”

“Yeah… I’m okay. I’m more than okay.”

Fei nuzzled Jing’s cheek, only to realize… she didn’t have any stubble anymore.

She looked up at Aunt Huaying, who was stroking her hair.

“No matter how much the outside changes, some things never do, right?” she said. “Huaying, I finally understand what you wanted me to see.”

She must’ve meant the unchanging bonds of family and blood.

“Jingsheng… Fei’er… there’s something I’ve been debating whether to tell you.”

Whoa, serious tone.

Is she going to drop the bomb that she’s marrying someone else?

And now Fei would have to call that guy “Dad”?

“What is it?”

“It may be justice long overdue, but regarding that incident back then… the families of the victims and I never stopped investigating. And just recently, the person responsible was finally caught.”

So she’s been working all these years to clear her husband’s name…

But Fei just said, “If they’ve already been caught, there’s no need to go over the rest.”

Wait, no—what do you mean “no need”?! I need to know!

“I understand. Then let’s move on. Start fresh.”

“Huaying… Since the god has given me a second chance, this time, I’ll make sure to take care—”

Before she could finish, Aunt Huaying covered her mouth.

“You’re just a high school girl now. What do you mean ‘take care of me’…? And besides, what should you be calling me now?”

“…Huaying, you’re not serious, right?”

“Mmhmm?” Aunt Huaying raised an eyebrow in mock sternness.

“…M-Mo…? Ugh, I can’t say it.”

“Pfft—hahaha!”

Aunt Huaying and Jing burst into laughter.

Good. Fei has found her peace and fully embraced her new self. This month’s quota? Complete! Happy ending achieved!

“Well, I guess it’s time we got going.”

“Already?” Aunt Huaying said wistfully. “You’ve helped both Rinka and Jingsheng, and I haven’t even thanked you properly. Is there anything you want?”

“Really? Then I’ll—ow!”

Xiao Lei was really about to ask for something before I bopped her on the head.

“I just wanted to eat more of Sis Fei’s cooking…”

Okay, I might’ve misjudged her—but she gave me an idea.

“No need for a thank-you. Just let me take some food home as thanks!”

“No problem, I’ll get you a container,” said Rinka, heading for the kitchen.

“But leftovers hardly count as a gift,” said Aunt Huaying.

“Even leftovers cooked by Sis Fei are gourmet level!”

Seriously, this was life-saving food. My real body hadn’t eaten all day. I was probably starving to death.

My soul is tied to this body now, so even if my main body dies, as long as I don’t erase my name from the bookmark, I should be okay, right?

Jing stayed snuggled up to Fei for a while, but when she saw we were about to leave, she finally let go and ran up to us.

“I’m really grateful for everything you helped Dad for, Sister Lingmeng… but, are you a boy too?”

“Oho~ So clever! You figured it out?”

I crouched down and stroked her golden hair. “But this sister is only temporary. I’ll turn back tonight, so next time we meet, I’ll be meeting you as a brother. ”

“Then… what about Sister Xiao Lei?”

“Nope, I’m all-original!”

Xiao Lei was quick to deny it—she knew full well she couldn’t be exposed as the key to all this.

“Really? But you don’t act like a girl at all…”

Oof. That intuition. It hurt.

“W-What do you mean?!”

Rinka came back with the food container and caught the tail end of that.

“She may not seem like it, but Xiao Lei really is a girl, you know?”

Because of Xiao Lei’s monstrous appetite, there actually wasn’t much left on the table. Aunt Huaying even poured the sauce into the container—which was exactly the essence of a dish. Perfect for mixing with rice.

“It’s really getting late. We should go.”

“Take care, Sis!”

“Are you two staying here tonight?” I asked.

Rinka laughed. “Looks like I’m sleeping on the couch again tonight. Hey, wanna let me crash at your place instead?”

“Nope. You know how things are at my house.”

“Kidding, kidding.” She turned to Xiao Lei instead. “You remember our little deal in the taxi, right?”

“Yep!”

I narrowed my eyes at them. They both avoided eye contact.

So they did strike some shady deal while I wasn’t looking…

But what was the deal?

“I’ll walk you—ow!”

Fei tried to get up but accidentally stepped on her own hair and winced in pain.

“Maybe I should finally cut this hair short…”

““NO!!””

The united voice of the Huangfu family shut that down immediately.