This time, when Xi Zirui comes to on the Transmigrator 4000's chair he isn't startled by the sudden weightless drop, or by the itchy feeling at the tip of his fingers.
The shopkeeper leans against the machine and smirks down at him as soon as his eyes blink up open. "Ready for another go?"
"No," Xi Zirui says, and climbs out of the chair.
The shopkeeper's smile falters. "Hey, wait!" she calls after him, but Xi Zirui is already making his way out the shop.
She drops her full weight down into a squat and hides her face into her crossed arms with a groan of frustration.
"Well that didn't go well."
The little dragon in her small lizard form slithers her way up the shopkeeper, and makes herself comfortable inside her bra.
She pokes her scaly head out of the shopkeeper's collar, and says, "This time it was really brutal on him."
