Didn't you go to Teyvat to earn money to support me?

This is a matter of character, and it's extremely disrespectful to her. You have to understand that lesbian relationships involve legitimate love and marriage; being gay doesn't mean you can be promiscuous and unfaithful without restraint! Cecilia may have heard that the Kaslana family are all beautiful girls regardless of their sexual orientation, but she is, after all, a Saintess of Shaniat. Her partner should at least have to give up everyone for her!

And that girl is too young! Siegfried is simply outrageous! That girl hasn't even developed yet, her breasts haven't even opened up! How could you have the nerve to do that!

But after hearing that the little girl was a "little brother," Cecilia finally connected him with the cold, aloof, and seemingly innocent rich girl in the photo... Looking at him now, they really did look quite alike. Although he was twelve in the photo, he didn't seem to have developed much at fourteen. He was only about 1.4 meters tall, and even less fleshy than a girl's chest. He looked like he weighed less than 40 kilograms, like a kitten...

"Brunhild, the little princess of the Kaslana family?" Cecilia's curiosity was immediately piqued. She stepped forward and reached out to lift the Ragdoll cat's chin. Brunhild obediently tilted her head back to meet her gaze. "Wow! It really is a boy! Can a boy with feminine features be this beautiful? Even his demeanor is that of a young lady!"

Brunhilde was speechless. "You were raised as a girl since you were little, so your temperament is pretty much the same."

“I have indeed been a pampered princess since I was a child.” Cecilia replied casually, then pinched the Ragdoll cat’s little face and looked it up and down, marveling, “How can there be such a cute child? She has a better temperament than our real little princesses. It’s true that seeing is believing.”

Siegfried seized the opportunity, "See, I told you my brother and I are just used to it, it's not as outrageous as you think, Miss Saint."

Cecilia was almost convinced. She stroked the boy's smooth face with great interest, "That's true, I'd be interested in him too if he were my brother."

"From today onwards, Bubu is your younger brother, Miss Saintess!" Siegfried waved his hand with great pride, while gesturing for him to follow immediately.

Brunhilde glanced coldly at her sister, but there was nothing she could do. After all, she was the wingman today, so she had to at least make amends first. With a face full of reluctance, she knelt on the bed, gently rubbed her soft, white-haired head against Cecilia's arm, then tilted her head back, making a pure and innocent gaze, and whispered, "Sister Lia, don't be angry, okay? There's nothing between my sister and me. If Sister Lia needs me, I can play like this with you too."

A coquettish voice, and a smooth, delicate feel.

Cecilia took a deep breath, her voice trembling. This...this is too much! Good tea! This is the most irresistible green tea loli! What do you mean, "I can play with you if you need to"? What do you want to play with me? You're the little princess of the Kaslana family! What kind of upbringing is the Kaslana family giving you? Something feels so off!

Then Cecilia heard the stigmata's will in her mind chuckle involuntarily.

[That personality is still the same; no matter where life takes you, you'll always have a natural ability to seduce people.] Mistelin's laughter faded. [No matter what you become, you'll always max out your allure. It's fortunate you're a boy; if you were a girl, your life wouldn't even pass censorship.]

Cecilia was taken aback, sensing from Mistelin's words that she seemed to know Brunhilde.

She also suppressed her previous thoughts and carefully examined the child who had survived thanks to her ten years of serum donation. Brunhilde, under such scrutiny, didn't even blush; she remained calm and even got out of bed, untied her towel, and began changing her clothes without any hesitation.

Neither Cecilia nor Siegfried intended to leave. Siegfried was used to it, while Cecilia subconsciously felt it was normal. Perhaps because the naturally beautiful Brunhilde didn't give off any sense of boundaries between men and women, none of the three felt ashamed... Cecilia belatedly realized that she had indeed misunderstood Siegfried. If Brunhilde were here, doing anything to him would be perfectly normal; who could resist hugging such a large and adorable ragdoll cat?

Cecilia was a little troubled. She felt that her feelings for Brunhilde were inexplicably strong... After all, it was their first meeting, yet the boy felt so familiar to her. She had never experienced the soft, smooth touch of his long hair before, but muscle memory made it so easy for her to stroke Brunhilde's white hair, as if she had done it hundreds or thousands of times.

【That's normal, junior.】Cecilia noticed that Misterin's tone was slightly off.

You do have muscle memory for him, and it's not just that.

Why? I've never seen him before.

Misterin didn't reply, which annoyed Cecilia. Although Misterin was her constant companion, making her feel like the protagonist of this world, Misterin always kept many secrets from her, only asking her to do things without telling her why.

So you let me interact with Bubu, I did, and then what?

[Continue contact.] Mistelin said calmly.

[To what extent should we get to know each other?] Cecilia was curious, though she wasn't against getting to know this adorable little princess.

"You'll know when the time comes; I don't need to answer." Mistelin remained calm, but her tone subtly revealed a hint of envy.

She sighed inwardly, "Why should I judge the extent of the damage? Once you two meet... it's irreversible."

"Why?" Cecilia asked like a curious child.

Mistelin suddenly realized that she was a Stigmata, and her thoughts were being reflected in Cecilia's cerebral cortex. She thought she was talking to herself because she had been with Shen Liang for too long and had gotten used to it... But as Cecilia's Stigmata, her surface thoughts were the same as Cecilia's!

After a moment of contemplation, Mistelin slowly said: "[Hereditary sexual attraction, where two people share the same genes but didn't grow up together, is a natural sexual attraction, similar to that between siblings, or even parents and children. This desire is far stronger than other types of love and lust, sometimes reaching an uncontrollable level.]"

Although Cecilia's past was as innocent as a blank sheet of paper, she was quite intelligent. She knew what this was, which made her even more puzzled. [What does this have to do with Bubu? He only took my serum; we can't possibly share the same genes.]

Mistelin was taken aback.

She couldn't very well say... that the same genetic material was herself.

The blood of a saint is itself the most powerful genome.

However, Mistelin did not explain. In fact, she knew that it was far more than just a genetic issue.

The real problem is that Cecilia's body simply cannot resist Brunhilde. This isn't because of any inseparable connection between them, but rather because of pure muscle memory... Having lived on the continent of Teyvat for hundreds of years, she has controlled this body and knows Shen Liang inside and out. Now that the body has returned to its former owner, will this muscle memory dissipate?

When Misterin traveled back in time to Earth in 1982, many predictable problems arose. Time travel cannot afford any bugs; since Misterin and Cecilia already existed in the 1982 timeline, she had no choice but to return to Cecilia's body and become that Stigmata.

Naturally, a single timeline cannot contain two bodies of Cecilia. In the instant after the transmigration, Cecilia's body returned to its original state. Cecilia was only six years old that year. After Mistelin returned, she briefly considered the matter and then activated Cecilia's Holy Blood.

She suddenly realized that Cecilia was so powerful, and later became the strongest Valkyrie in Schicksal's history... perhaps because when she was six years old, Mistelin had already activated all of her holy blood.

She immediately used the Destiny Data Network to search for Shen Liang. She knew she was different from Shen Liang; she was merely a will, an unobservable entity to some extent, at least her memories wouldn't be affected. But Shen Liang was different; he possessed a physical body that could travel between worlds, and he already existed on Earth in 1982. If she were to merge with the Shen Liang of 1982, his memories would naturally be suppressed by the timeline.

Who was Shen Liang in that era of Earth?

Mistelin found Shen Liang quickly because the news and photos of the birth of a male member in the Kaslana family soon reached Cecilia. As a woman who had witnessed Shen Liang's growth from infancy to adolescence, she was all too familiar with his appearance.

And Mistelin immediately understood how fate should proceed. She didn't need to interfere much; all she had to do was hasten the moment for the two to meet. In any case, Shen Liang would naturally do what needed to be done, even if he remembered nothing.

"It's okay to discuss these things, junior. What you should be doing now is spending time with your future boyfriend and your future... um, cat? Go on blind dates together." Mistelin laughed. "Dating is an inevitable part of a girl's life, go on, go!"

Cecilia sighed and rubbed her forehead in confusion. She knew what to do, but... she didn't know how to go on a blind date either. This was a first for her.

Fortunately, Siegfried immediately came to the rescue, laughing and saying, "Don't just stand there, Miss Saintess. You just got off the plane and came here, right? Here's what we'll do: I'll arrange the details. Let's get to know each other slowly, since Miss Saintess and I aren't familiar with each other yet. How about I show you around Norway first?"

Cecilia nodded reservedly.

The three changed clothes and left the hotel. Siegfried was still dressed in men's clothing and wearing sunglasses, while Brunhilde had changed into a mid-length off-the-shoulder t-shirt paired with denim shorts, and still wore those five-centimeter platform Doc Martens to accentuate her height. It looked as if Siegfried, a handsome young man, was leading two beautiful women, one tall and one short, though the two beauties were arm in arm, making Siegfried feel like a bodyguard following behind.

Cecilia was visiting a Nordic country for the first time. She was German and full of curiosity about everything in the Nordic countries.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Touching Thighs

They were both Europeans, but the Shaniat family's ancestral home was in Germany, while the Kaslana family was a long-established Scandinavian family. Cecilia was still quite curious about the snowy landscapes of Northern Europe.

Cecilia was not the only one sent by the Shaniat family on this visit, but both families were clearly giving the young people some private time. The visit was one thing, but the young people were free to go on blind dates and date.

Logically speaking, Siegfried and Cecilia are both women, and setting aside the possibility of lesbian relationships, women's thought processes should be similar. For example, going to a shopping street to stroll around, or shopping at a supermarket, going through all the procedures would take a whole day. But Brunhilde discovered that these two older women were unusually not normal women. Siegfried was practically a tomboy; she said she understood, but she didn't really understand the joy of shopping. Cecilia did understand, but she had never shopped; she was always treated like an innocent, naive young lady.

So, in the end, it was Brunhilde, the only man among the women, who decided how to go shopping. She first dragged the two women to a nearby mall to do some shopping, saying she wanted to buy some drinks and snacks. But once Cecilia entered the mall, her feminine instincts kicked in, and she went straight to the clothing section. She kept saying things like, "Bubu is so cute, I'll buy you some clothes," and she did buy some clothes, but compared to what Cecilia and Siegfried bought for themselves, Brunhilde's clothes were practically just a side effect; in the end, she only got a set of lace-up knee-high boots.

It's still a punk women's clothing style.

However, this androgynous style of dressing could be interpreted as either men's or women's clothing, something Brunhilde was already used to. Besides, she genuinely didn't want to join the shopping frenzy. After all, a man's instinct is to hunt, not gather; shopping is essentially the same as gathering. That's why women never get tired of shopping, while Brunhilde was already exhausted.

After buying about a dozen shopping bags, the two older sisters finally snapped out of their daze and took Brunhilde to a well-known local Chinese restaurant, where they chose a seat by the floor-to-ceiling window.

Upon entering the restaurant, the most eye-catching person was undoubtedly Cecilia, an exquisitely beautiful little saint whose beauty made one feel ashamed of oneself. Then there was a slender, aloof white-haired girl, two heads shorter than Cecilia, wearing a long black shirt that resembled a black skirt.

As for Siegfried, although he was handsome, no one really stared at him, especially since he was leading two such stunning beauties and wearing sunglasses so flamboyantly.

Brunhilde, not wanting to interfere with her two older sisters' blind date, sipped her milk tea through the straw, leaned back in her chair, and gazed out the floor-to-ceiling window. Outside the restaurant lay the shimmering Grand Fjord, with many seabirds perched on the pier.

“So this is what shopping feels like,” Cecilia said enthusiastically as she stirred her coffee. She and Brunhilde sat on one side, while Siegfried sat opposite them, and she was talking to Siegfried.

The seating arrangement was done this way because, to outsiders, Brunhilde and she were both girls, and besides, it was a blind date; how could they communicate without face-to-face interaction?

“Thank you for the diamond necklace. I’ll transfer the money to you,” Cecilia said with a smile, stroking her neck.

Siegfried's expression froze. "That won't be necessary. Although the Kaslana family is down on their luck, they can still afford a few hundred dollars."

“No, no, no, a few hundred dollars is still money. Before a romantic relationship is established... in a lesbian relationship, our family tradition dictates that we shouldn’t give our partners too much.” Cecilia said earnestly, “Our Shaniat family upholds the custom of raising daughters with abundance. If a girl doesn’t receive much material love from a young age, she will be easily moved by others’ small acts of kindness in the future. Therefore, the girls in our Shaniat family have very high standards. They often want their partners to be young and wealthy, exceptionally talented, and exceptionally beautiful.”

"Isn't that me!" Siegfried puffed out his chest, brimming with confidence.

Brunhilde continued sucking on her habit, her face full of black lines.

These two are truly extraordinary! Is this a blind date? They'd be in serious trouble in a normal matchmaking market!

Cecilia doesn't understand that you're talking about money when someone gives you a gift? What do you mean by talking about money? Does it mean you're not interested in the person and are planning to pay for it yourself to quickly end this blind date?

Sis, you're going even further, saying "a few hundred dollars is affordable." Don't you know that a few hundred dollars is the lowest-end item when it comes to necklaces? It gives the impression that you look down on the other side. Normally, even if you're going to make a necklace, you should make it more expensive to show respect to both sides.

And then, Sister Leah, you even said you were raised in luxury and have high standards. That's a no-no for blind dates! The other person would roll their eyes and think you're hard to get along with. You're just being blunt and asking for a high price. If you're so great, why are you even on a blind date? And you're making so many demands on the other person. You're a classic example of a self-important fairy who can't get married.

Both of them broke every single taboo that's allowed on a blind date; it's like their parents didn't give them any hints or advice beforehand...

But Brunhilde paused in her grip on the straw, suddenly realizing that she might be the one in the wrong.

Both of them certainly lacked common sense, but Cecilia was simply stating her experiences. She was indeed born into an extremely wealthy and prestigious family, and her family's values ​​and moral standards were undeniably those of the elite. Given Cecilia's qualities, there were very few men in the world who could be worthy of her; youth, wealth, exceptional talent, and outstanding looks were hardly even prerequisites!

Siegfried, however, didn't care about any of that. He was confident he met Cecilia's requirements, and as a fellow impoverished scion of a wealthy family, whether it was a few hundred dollars or tens of thousands, he wouldn't feel it was an insult to himself or her. A gift was just a gift; it didn't hold any special meaning, merely a symbol of courtesy.

Money has no influence on the emotional judgment of two people; Siegfried may have given the necklace simply because he thought it looked nice.

Neither of them thought about anything like Brunhilde.

He suddenly realized that he was the one who was wrong; he had been considering all sorts of social etiquette and how not to offend anyone. But truly strong people don't see this as an offense; they have no inhibitions because they are confident enough.

A confident and outstanding person can, with just a casual gesture, leave a thorn in the heart of someone who feels inferior or incompetent, causing them to feel anxious and insecure. In the presence of Cecilia and Siegfried, Brunhilde discovered that she had always been the one with low self-esteem.

He knew, of course, that compared to his two radiant older sisters, he only had the right to feel inferior. The reason he thought so much was essentially because he wasn't strong enough… He used a somewhat dark logic to speculate about these bright-hearted girls.

Thinking of this, Brunhilde gulped down her milk tea.

—Damn it, I'm not insecure, I'm just a good-for-nothing freeloader who lives off others! You guys will still have to support me even after you get married!

Cecilia and Siegfried were chatting animatedly, and no one knew what they were talking about, but Cecilia clapped her hands happily and slapped Brunhilde's pale thigh hard! He was wearing a long shirt, which was meant to hide his lower body, so he paired it with super short shorts that could be covered by the hem of the shirt. Because of this, Brunhilde's entire thighs were exposed.

"Ouch!" Brunhilde's face turned pale with pain. This little saintess had a really strong grip!

Cecilia was taken aback, and quickly reached out to massage his thigh. A faint healing power flowed into his body, immediately relieving the pain. As she kneaded, the red mark slowly faded away.

"I'm sorry, Bubu, I wasn't paying attention, I meant to pat my own leg!" Cecilia quickly apologized. "But for some reason I remembered that I was wearing high boots today and it would be a bit prickly to pat, so I subconsciously patted your leg instead. Does it hurt now? Let me blow on it."

As Cecilia was about to bend down, Brunhilde was so startled that she quickly turned away, pushing the little saintess's face aside and saying irritably, "What kind of logic is this? You don't like the feel of your own face, so you take pictures of me?"

He pushed Cecilia away because, after all, he was a boy, and for a girl to lie on a boy's inner thigh in public... it was just too easy for people to misunderstand. Even if no one knew he was a boy, he still felt it was wrong. Cecilia was such a pure and good girl; he couldn't take advantage of her.

"Uh, it was just subconscious... I didn't use much force, but I forgot that Bubu is a normal person."