Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

Under Chi Xing's supervision, Zhou Siyu successfully drank a pill.

Fortunately, it wasn't too serious. Not long after taking the medicine, Zhou Siyu's temperature dropped, but her throat was still not very good.

Following the doctor's orders, Akahoshi gave him medicine to treat his throat.

He made another call to the barracks, telling his adjutant that he had something to do that day and asked him to arrange the training himself.

When he returned, he saw that Zhou Siyu looked drowsy, so he simply carried her to bed and took a nap.

When Zhou Siyu woke up again, her illness had improved a lot, except that her voice was still a little hoarse.

Akahoshi hugged him and reached out to touch his forehead; the fever had subsided.

Zhou Siyu opened her eyes and looked at him without saying a word.

"Do you want to go out?" Akahoshi asked him.

Zhou Siyu scratched his long hair. He remembered that he had agreed to get a haircut last night. He wanted to have short hair like Chixing. He nodded and said, "Get a haircut."

He was still wearing the pajamas that Chixing had given him last night; because they were a bit long, the sleeves and pant legs were rolled up.

Chixing brought back the clothes that he had washed the night before, found the ones Zhou Siyu had worn the day before, and was going to change him into them.

Just as his hand touched the button of Zhou Siyu's pajamas, Zhou Siyu seemed to realize something and hurriedly covered it with her hand, her face showing some panic.

"Do, what should I do?"

Seeing his reaction, Chi Xing raised an eyebrow and said with a wicked smile, "What do you think I want to do?"

Zhou Siyu blushed slightly. Having traveled around with opera troupes for many years, even a fool like him could understand some things.

The master said that he couldn't do that with men casually, otherwise no one would listen to his opera performances anymore.

Moreover, that... doesn't seem very pleasant, otherwise why would those people all look so pained?

Thinking of all this, Zhou Siyu covered herself up even more tightly, her face full of refusal as she said, "No, we can't do this."

Akahoshi pretended not to understand, not only keeping his hand on hers but also holding her tightly in his arms, unbuttoning a button with his fingers, his voice low and deep: "Hmm? Can't we do anything?"

Zhou Siyu reached out and gripped her clothes tightly, her eyes reddening as she said anxiously, "That's right, that's right, I can't take them off..."

Akahoshi continued her mischievous act: "Why?"

After stammering for a while, Zhou Siyu could only tell the truth: "Yes, it will be uncomfortable, you're holding my... it's too..."

This time, it was Akahoshi's turn to feel hot.

Thinking back, Ayu was always reserved. In matters of the heart, she was always so ashamed and indignant that she felt like she was going to die. I thought that Ayu in this world would still be like that.

Unexpectedly, this matter was spoken out so casually.

These words made the little star even more vibrant and stronger.

Zhou Siyu couldn't help but move, and the soft flesh behind her rubbed against Chixing's...

Akahoshi couldn't help but take a deep breath and said helplessly, "What are you thinking about, Ayu? I just wanted to change your clothes."

The person in her arms paused, and spoke in a softer voice: "I don't need you, I can change myself."

As if embarrassed, Zhou Siyu got up by herself, not daring to look at Chixing, and took her clothes to the bathroom.

Watching his retreating figure, Akahoshi glanced down at himself, resignedly changed into his outdoor clothes.

This time, instead of driving, the two took a rickshaw to the best barbershop on South Street.

As requested by Chi Xing, the hairdresser gave Zhou Siyu a short haircut suitable for her age. Her originally black, soft hair drooped down, instantly transforming her from a beautiful young lady into a young master.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Zhou Siyu looked at herself in surprise from left to right, and even turned to ask Chixing, "Do I look good like this?"

He liked Akahoshi no matter what, so he nodded naturally: "She looks good, Ayu looks good no matter what."

Although Ayu is quite charming with her long hair, her situation in this world is special, and Akahoshi doesn't want people to call her a girl.

Satisfied, Chixing paid the money and took Zhou Siyu to the best shopping mall nearby, where they bought several of the most fashionable dresses of the moment.

Shirt, tie, vest, trousers, leather shoes.

Chi Xing used the fitting room to let Zhou Siyu put on the whole outfit.

Zhou Siyu had never worn these clothes before. He went into the fitting room and couldn't get them on properly for a while. Just as he was about to give up, Chixing walked in.

"No." He had put on his shirt, and then he put the tie around his neck, but he didn't know how to tie it.

It's both funny and pitiful to look at.

"I teach you."

Chixing really taught him step by step. This time, Zhou Siyu was extremely well-behaved, so much so that Chixing couldn't bear to bully him.

After putting on all the clothes, Zhou Siyu really looked like a young master from the city. Her face was smooth and delicate, pure and clean, not at all like an actress in the theater.

She's too thin; it would be better if she were a little heavier.

Chi Xing pulled him to the mirror. Zhou Siyu stared blankly at himself in the mirror and reached out to touch his clothes.

"This must be expensive, right?" Zhou Siyu walked to the clothes she had just taken off, found a small yellow croaker, and handed it to Chixing.

"Here you go."

That day, Chixing brought him a box of these small yellow croakers. Some of them were used to redeem him from his servitude, and Zhou Siyu kept the rest.

Akahoshi didn't expect him to use his own money. He took the small yellow croaker and said, "These clothes aren't that expensive. I'll give you change when we get back."

"Okay, thank you, Star."

Zhou Siyu bought new clothes with the money she earned herself and became very happy.

The thought of not being able to earn money by performing in operas in the future makes me feel disappointed.

When they came out, Zhou Siyu asked, "Can I still go back to performing in operas to earn money?"

After thinking about the question carefully, Akahoshi said, "Okay, but you only need to sing at home, and I'll give you the money."

This is also a way to make money, and Akahoshi pays more, so he earns more than he would outside.

Zhou Siyu thought so.

"Okay, just tell me whenever you want to hear it, and I'll sing a lot."

When it comes to traditional opera, Zhou Siyu becomes visibly confident, radiating confidence.

This is the familiar look of Akahoshi, the confident and flamboyant Ayu.

After wandering around for a while, Akahoshi even took him to buy some daily necessities.

Chixing wanted to buy him some opera costumes and accessories, but after browsing for a while, she felt that it would be better to have them custom-made, so she didn't buy any.

Zhou Siyu's eyes were fixed on the costumes. Chixing told him, "We'll find someone to make them for you when we get back."

In Chi Xing's opinion, these things were not good enough for Zhou Siyu. He wanted to give her something better, even if it was just an accessory.

Around noon, Akahoshi took him to a teahouse for lunch.

Zhou Siyu was a little reserved on his first visit here, but after meeting Chi Xing, there weren't many things he wasn't doing for the first time.

She didn't intend to run away, but she couldn't help but tug at Akahoshi's clothes, not daring to look at anyone else.

"Find a private room," Akahoshi said to the waiter.

Everyone knew Akahoshi, and the waiter respectfully led the two to the best private room.