The Otherworldly Adventures of a Super Naive Girl

312: Jier is Now a Woman

“Miss, it must have been a hard voyage,” said the well-dressed gentleman.

“Send people to help everyone with their belongings after you greet them properly.
Have the rooms been prepared?” The girl’s eyes were full of haughty, pride as she asked her butler the question.

“Please rest assured Miss; it has been arranged.”

“Lead the way then.
Everyone is tired after such a long journey.
It took over a month.
The island Father purchased is too far,” complained the girl quietly.

The butler sent people to help with everyone’s luggage.
Feng Wu and Annai trailed behind the group at the end, while everyone else clustered around the girl.

“Yanaimo’s family is so rich.
Her father bought her such a beautiful island just so she could use it to celebrate her birthday.
It’s a totally different life.
When am I gonna have such a good island for my own personal use?” whispered a young girl not too far ahead of Feng Wu.

To that, an envious voice replied, “Keep dreaming.
You’re forgetting who Yanaimo’s parents are.
They have businesses in a bunch of countries.
Plus her mom is the eldest Bohai princess.
It’s not just about being rich, her pedigree is amazing too.”

Yanaimo had the most wealth and prestige in her class.

They were only on the island because she had invited them to play there for vacation.

Annai whispered into Feng Wu’s ear.
“Zhēn, try not to be alone too often.
Yanaimo inviting you here, she must have bad intentions.
She’s never liked you, but you’re clever, so make sure you don’t give her the opportunity.
OK?”

Did this message mean the enviable Yanaimo had a bad relationship with Zhēn?

“I will be careful.”

“Yanaimo is too much.
She targeted you just because Airon said a few words to you.
She’s been troubling you again and again.
I heard that this vacation trip to Songwei island, the teacher knew you guys didn’t get along and weren’t going to let you come, but Yanaimo asked for you specifically by name, saying that she didn’t have any bad intentions toward you. . .  I don’t believe it though.”

Annai had been whispering to Feng Wu for a while, but the only reaction she got was some eye widening.
It made her wonder.

“Zhēn, are you OK? You’ve been really quiet.”

Normally Zhēn would have had a lot to say about it, so it was strange to Annai that Zhēn was so quiet.

“I’m OK.
I don’t want to talk.”

Annai decided not to say anything else and just quietly enjoy the beautiful scenery with Feng Wu.

Yanaimo’s family had built the castle on the highest point of the island.
It had to have cost a lot of money, considering how big and luxurious it was.

Feng Wu was stunned by the sight of the castle.
Wasn’t it the same castle as the ancient castle on the island of death? Except for the appearance in age, both castles were exactly the same.

Once she entered the main lobby, she knew it was the same castle they were trapped in.

Why was this happening?

Feng Wu wasn’t smart enough to figure everything out.
Were the two islands the same? What happened? Why did Songwei island turn out the way it did? Feng Wu had a lot of questions, but no one to answer the questions for her.

The butler sent people to help the party to their individual rooms.
There were plenty of choices so each person would get their own private room.

The room assigned to Feng Wu was the most out of the way and obscure one, but she didn’t have any opinions about it and didn’t ask any questions.

The maid had been prepared to answer questions, so it threw her off to not be questioned.

Feng Wu entered the room and had planned on sorting out her thoughts when a knock sounded on her door.
She opened the door suspiciously.
Outside was the maid from earlier.

“Yes?”

“Xiao Wu?” The maid asked tentatively in a pleasant voice.

“Who are you?” Feng Wu was taken aback.
How did this maid know her real name?!

“It is you!” The little maid was excited as she tugged Feng Wu into the room by the hands.
Then she closed the doors.

Feng Wu wasn’t sure so she asked, “Are you Jier?”

“How can you tell?!” Jier had transformed so much that even he couldn’t recognize himself.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
Feng Wu still recognized him! That was just incredible!

Feng Wu explained, “You pull my hand the same way.
And your eyes widen the same.”

Jier’s appearance had changed, but his mannerisms were still the same.
Feng Wu had had a good impression of the maid when the maid first approached her.
It was an unconscious sense of affection, so she didn’t doubt the maid’s identity.

“Wow, we must be really good friends, that you can recognize me even in. . .  this,” and with a loud thump, he sat down violently on Feng Wu’s bed.
He kept touching his hair and his face, obviously still unused to his new identity.

Feng Wu looked in the mirror.
“How did you recognize me?” Her appearance had completely changed.
Zhēn was a silver-haired beauty; the two looked nothing alike.

“Your temperament is easy to recognize.
I had my suspicions so I came to test it out.
And it really is you.” Jier sighed in relief at his good luck at having found Feng Wu so soon.

He didn’t know what identities everyone else was assigned, so he was still searching.
It would be fun to see if anyone else had also changed genders.
It would be too unfair if he was the only one.

“Why are we here?” Feng Wu knew Jier was smart.
Whenever she had a problem, she would ask someone smarter than she was.

Jier shrugged.
“I don’t know.
Later that night, I just suddenly felt really sleepy and fell asleep.
When I woke up, I was like this.” Jier gestured to himself.
“It took me half an hour to get used to it.”