I don't want to be an elf!

For an ordinary person, it would take several years of treatment to get out of bed. Even for a typical Star Pulse generation, it would take at least one or two months of recuperation.

However, after just one week of recovery, Irene has almost fully recovered.

This is an amazing recovery speed.

Priscilla checked repeatedly for a long time, and only after confirming that her sister was not just putting on a brave face did she breathe a sigh of relief.

"So, what mishap did my sister cause this time?"

Sitting on the sofa opposite Irene, Priscilla rubbed her temples and asked with a headache, "Didn't my sister owe the student council president of Rewolf Black Academy a huge debt? Wasn't it said that she had to work for him until the debt was paid off? Why did she suddenly transfer here?"

"That's a long story."

“We have plenty of time, I’m not in a hurry, let’s talk slowly.”

"Ok."

Irene scratched her cheek and said while carefully choosing her words, "Let me answer your first question first. I no longer owe that guy Diluc a single penny, so I no longer need to stay at Rewolf Black Academy to continue working for him."

"Eh?"

Priscilla blinked, somewhat confused, and asked, "But didn't you say last time that you still owed 900 million corporate coins?"

"It's true that I owed this much, but a guy paid it all for me."

"Hmm?" Priscilla's expression turned worried. "Someone helped you pay off your debts? Why? That person wouldn't have any bad intentions, would they?"

"No, not at all. Her only condition for helping me pay off my debts was that I team up with her and win the Phoenix Star Dance Festival," Irene reassured me casually. "It's a pretty good deal, isn't it?"

"What if you don't win the championship?" Priscilla asked keenly. "What will happen if you, sister, don't win the championship?"

"Well..." Irene laughed it off, "You don't need to know. Anyway, I'm going to win the championship. There's no need to worry about the punishment after losing."

"Humph......"

Seeing her sister's evasive manner, Priscilla pondered.

His eyes held a scrutinizing quality.

As Irene's only family member, she couldn't understand her older sister's personality better than anyone else.

Since she was unwilling to tell me, it could only mean that Irene didn't want her to worry.

Just like countless times before.

No matter how dangerous the things Diluc ordered her to do, or how much inner turmoil she felt, in front of her, her sister always acted as if it were nothing.

“It’s not good for my sister to always shoulder everything herself.”

Priscilla said earnestly.

“I’m not a child anymore, and I can’t be taken care of all the time. I’m also capable of helping my sister bear the consequences of failure!”

Chapter Thirty-Three: Idol Meet and Greet

"Absolutely!"

Upon hearing Priscilla's words, Irene jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

She would absolutely never agree to that.

No matter what happens, it's impossible to agree to that.

If the cost of failure is more debt, that's fine too. But if Priscilla insists on getting involved, then she has no choice but to agree.

But this time, she absolutely refused to back down.

Because the price of failing at the Phoenix Star Dance Festival is having to sleep with that girl, Miku Izayoi, for one night!

If Priscilla is to share the consequences, it means she has to sleep with him too!

The thought of Priscilla appearing on Miku Izayoi's bed with her made Irene feel like she was losing her mind!

"Listen, Priscilla!"

Irene gripped her shoulder tightly with the hand that wasn't in a cast, her expression slightly ferocious as she said, "You don't need to know the price! Nor do you need to take responsibility for me! This is my own business! Understand?!"

"Oh, oh oh..."

Priscilla was startled when she saw her sister make that face at her for the first time.

After agreeing in a daze, she sat blankly on the sofa, her mind a bit empty.

This was the first time her older sister had ever scolded her.

Irene released her shoulder and sat back in her seat as if all her strength had been drained.

After that, there was a long period of silence.

In the end, it was Irene who broke the deadlock first.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to yell at you,” she said wearily. “I’m glad you wanted to help lighten my load, but don’t worry, I’ll handle it.”

She has spent her whole life protecting Priscilla.

She didn't have high expectations for herself or her future, nor did she care much about them.

She can do all the dirty work.

She only hoped that her obedient and sensible younger sister could live a happy and fulfilling life; that was enough for her.

Irene covered her face and sighed.

If it were just a debt, that would be fine; telling Priscilla wouldn't be a big deal.

But if she were to say something like "losing means having to sleep with someone," even if Priscilla wouldn't laugh at her, she would feel incredibly ashamed.

Priscilla pursed her lips.

If her sister wouldn't tell her, then she would investigate on her own.

Although it's not nice to say it like this, my sister is indeed a fool. Secrets can't be kept forever. As long as I'm determined to investigate, I'll find out the truth sooner or later.

Once she learns the truth, she will be able to share both joy and sorrow with her sister.

“At least tell me what kind of person the one who helped my sister pay off her debts was,” Priscilla asked. “Can’t you at least tell me that?”

"Well, even if I don't tell you, you'll find out in a bit."

When Priscilla brought up the topic, Irene couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Because that guy is our roommate."

"What a coincidence? Could it be that the young lady is also a student here?"

"Yes."

"Then I'd better make sure I get along well with her."

Irene sat up in a panic.

She immediately sat up straight and said seriously, "Actually, it's not necessary to have a good relationship with her; in fact, it's better to make the relationship strained."

"Huh? Why? Isn't she my sister's creditor?" Priscilla asked疑惑地. "If I can get on good terms with that lady, my sister should benefit too, right?"

“No, no, no, there’s really no need for that. That guy is a jerk with an absolutely awful personality, and you can’t judge him by common sense,” Irene said seriously. “You’d better think of her as a big bad wolf, that’s right, a big bad wolf that would devour a little white rabbit like you alive.”

"I think I heard someone talking badly about me?"

Just then, a lazy female voice came from the second floor.

Irene's expression turned bitter, while Priscilla looked curiously towards the second floor.

Dressed in casual home clothes, looking fresh and pretty, Miku Izayoi leaned on the second-floor railing, looking at the two below with a half-smile: "I'm not as scary as you say. A girl as cute as Priscilla, I'd love to pamper her, how could I possibly do something as horrible as swallowing her whole?"

"Ah, hello, you must be the one who helped my sister and me, right?"

Upon seeing the person in question, Priscilla immediately stood up and bowed slightly respectfully: "Nice to meet you. My name is Priscilla Urses. I hope you will take good care of me from now on, sister."

"Hey! I don't need her help! She's the one who needs my help!" Irene protested. "Don't forget she's counting on me to win the Phoenix Star Dance Festival!"

"Sister! Your attitude is terrible!"

"Haha, it's okay."

Miku Izayoi walked down the stairs and smiled elegantly, saying, "Nice to meet you. My name is Miku Izayoi. We'll be living together from now on. If you need any help, please come to me."

Priscilla was visibly taken aback when she heard the name.

She looked up and stared at Miku Izayoi's face for a long time, her eyes gradually changing from confusion to surprise.

"Sister, my dear sister!"

She covered her flushed cheeks with excitement and said incredulously, "Huh? Is this real? I actually became roommates with my older sister! Is this really a dream?!"

"Oh my, so Priscilla is my fan after all?"

"Yes! I'm a huge fan of yours!"

Priscilla nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and extended her hand expectantly: "Um, may I shake your hand?"

"Of course, it's not just handshakes, you can do other things too, okay?" Miku Izayoi's smile widened. "I'll try my best to fulfill the wishes of any lovely children."

"Aaaaaahhhhhh! What kind of 'older sister' is this?! She's incredibly stupid!"

Unable to calm down, Irene finally stood up, her face dark, and forcefully stepped between the two, separating them: "Alright, alright, a greeting is enough, there's no need to stand so close."

"Sister!" Priscilla said discontentedly, "Sister is everyone's sister, even if she is the older sister, she can't have it all to herself!"

"Fan?!" Irene almost coughed up blood. "I'm not a fan of that kind of person! Priscilla, you've been fooled by this bastard. She's a completely different person on and off stage!"

"Sister, don't be fooled by the rumors on the internet!"

"I'm telling the truth! This guy is a total scumbag who brings a different woman home every day!"

"This has already been debunked!"

Just as the two were arguing, some noise seemed to come from Miku Izayoi's bedroom on the second floor.

A disheveled young girl came down from upstairs.

Under the gaze of the three, she belatedly seemed to realize that something was wrong and gave a slow, forced smile.

Then, carrying his clothes, he quickly walked out of the dormitory.

The atmosphere, which had been heating up just moments before, suddenly fell silent.

"In short, welcome Priscilla to the fold."