Flower Fairy: After transmigrating again, I became An'an's younger brother.

The joy that Shadow Chun had been feeling because Xia Tong regarded her as an "ace" was instantly cooled down after she sensed the contract connection fluctuations initiated by Shadow Mountain Dream and the Nine Thousand Years Old body almost simultaneously.

An indescribable mix of frustration at having my interest interrupted and a subtle annoyance of "why are you all getting involved?" replaced my previous satisfaction.

Therefore, a questioning intent clearly conveyed as "Hey little sister, what's going on?" was unceremoniously "poked" at Shadow Mountain Dream's card and the slightly warm plum blossom pendant.

This thought, while not harsh, was certainly not friendly either, filled with dissatisfaction at having one's good mood disturbed and a straightforward question of "What are you guys doing?"

At the same time, Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old, who was watching the excitement from the sidelines, also "poked" over as if to join in the fun.

Faced with Xia Tong's equally perplexed question transmitted through magic, as well as the "double attack" from Shadow Chun and Shadow Jiuqiansui.

The pink light on the Shadow Mountain Dream card flickered rapidly, conveying a message so simple it was almost self-righteous, yet tinged with a hint of grievance:

"Because...because Tsubaki and Ninja no Tsukushi both have them! They both have them, so...I need to have them too! I can't be the only one who doesn't!"

Her logic is simple and direct, full of childlike comparison and a persistent desire not to be left behind.

The plum blossom pendant, however, conveys a much calmer and gentler message, carrying her consistent elegance and the steadfastness born of careful consideration:

"This is not an impulsive decision. After observing you, child, your character, abilities, and attitude towards us all deserve this contract. Now that they have made their choice, I am willing to express my approval and support."

Her explanation was clear and frank, more like stating a natural and inevitable decision than following the crowd.

"..."

Through the subtle vibrations transmitted through her fingertips and her clear thoughts, Xia Tong instantly received and understood the somewhat chaotic situation.

...Never mind, it doesn't matter anyway, as long as they're happy.

He then sighed inwardly, his fingertips gently tracing the slightly warm cards and pendant in his pocket.

Just as he had calmed his inner turmoil and was preparing to refocus his attention on the lesson—

A very faint rustling sound came from the desk drawer.

Xia Tong looked down and saw that the Shadow Flower Spirit, which he had put in the drawer, had somehow moved to the vicinity of the drawer opening.

It seemed to want to crawl out of the drawer and see the "bustling" world outside.

No, don't move.

Xia Tong barely thought about it, and her right hand, which had been resting naturally on the table, silently fell down.

His index finger, with a gentle yet undeniable pressure, pressed accurately and lightly onto the little flower fairy's "head".

"grumble……?"

The little flower fairy's body sank slightly as he pressed her down, and she let out a soft, slightly confused chirp.

But it seemed to sense the "prohibition" in Xia Tong's actions. Its flapping wings slowly folded up, and its body stopped exerting force, obediently retracting itself following the force of Xia Tong's fingers.

However, the two small lights on its "head" kept flashing from time to time, like curious, blinking eyes.

Seeing that it had calmed down, Xia Tong quietly put her right hand back on the table and maintained her posture of listening to the lesson.

His left hand was still in his pocket, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the cards and pendant.

The little flower fairy's bewildered yet persistent actions in the drawer reminded him of something and piqued his curiosity.

Then, a magical telepathic message, imbued with pure inquiry, was simultaneously sent to Shadow Chun, Shadow Jiuqiansui, Shadow Shanmeng, and Jiuqiansui:

"Speaking of which... are ordinary flower fairies or newly born flower spirits like this on the continent of Labbel? They're clueless, don't quite understand what we're saying, and act entirely on instinct?"

This question temporarily shifted the delicate atmosphere surrounding the "contract clustering."

"Oh? You mean those newborn little ones?"

The thought of the Nine Thousand Year Old Shadow was the first to arrive, carrying a hint of reminiscence and nonchalance.

"Over in Labbel, the situation is a bit different. Some are lucky enough to have dedicated flower fairy teachers or older members of their kind to guide them, teaching them to understand the world and control their powers. But most of the little ones have to figure it out on their own, by trial and error."

" Figure it out on your own?"

Xia Tong's thoughts revealed a hint of curiosity.

He listened attentively, his eyes occasionally glancing at the blackboard, and his right hand even jotting down a few keywords from time to time, playing the role of a diligent student.

"yes,"

This time, it was the Ninth Prince who spoke. Her voice was gentle, as if she were stating common sense: "Even without systematic teaching, they will instinctively absorb energy from the environment and naturally learn to use power and understand their surroundings while playing and growing. This is a kind of... subtle cultivation and growth."

At this moment, Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old seemed to have suddenly been inspired. Her thoughts leaped, and she made a suggestion with a touch of mischief:

"Kid, isn't your 'accidental creation' also a flower spirit? Anyway, it's still clueless right now, so there's no need to rush to teach it anything complicated. Why don't you... just leave it aside and let it 'cultivate' on its own? Let's see what it can figure out in Earth's environment. Maybe it'll be quite interesting!"

Let it practice on its own?

Xia Tong pondered this suggestion.

It sounds like a very "free-range" approach, but considering this little guy's unique characteristics, perhaps... we can actually observe something interesting? However...

He lowered his head slightly, his gaze quickly sweeping over the Shadow Flower Spirit in the drawer, whose "head" had peeked out again and was curiously "looking" at him.

The little guy seemed to sense Xia Tong's gaze, and the two points of blue-purple light brightened a little, emitting a soft "chirp?" sound.

Earth's environment is completely different from that of the continent of La Belle.

The magic here is thin. If it tries to cultivate on its own, it will probably be as slow as a snail, or it might not grow up at all due to "malnutrition".

Suddenly, an idea popped into my head.

I wonder... would it be okay to just "feed" it some magic? Like watering and fertilizing plants?

The idea was simple and straightforward, but it seemed... worth a try? Anyway, he still had plenty of magic power, so sharing some with this unexpectedly born little guy wouldn't hurt.

Even if it fails, it shouldn't be harmful. At most, it just won't be able to digest it, and it can simply reabsorb the dissipated parts.

With that in mind, Xia Tong made a decision.

He calmly pulled his left hand out of his left pocket.

Then, his left hand naturally drooped down and quietly reached into the desk drawer.

The first thing my fingertips touched was the cool wooden bottom of the drawer, and then I found the small, soft, and cool figure curled up inside.

The Shadow Flower Spirit felt the familiar touch, its body trembled slightly, and it made an almost inaudible "chirp?" sound, but it did not flinch. Instead, it leaned closer to the direction of his finger.

Xia Tong gently covered it with her palm, gathering the little flower spirit in her hand.

The little guy seemed to enjoy being wrapped up, making a comfortable "gurgling" sound, and his wings were relaxed and spread out a bit.

Then, he activated the magic power within his body.

Instead of choosing a specific type of magic, he used the purest, most neutral and peaceful pure magic—like an uncut gem, it was highly compatible, easy to absorb, and least likely to cause rejection.

A gentle, warm magic slowly seeped from his palm, silently permeating the nascent blue-purple light within.

At first, the little flower spirit seemed to just feel warmer and more comfortable, and rubbed against Xia Tong's palm contentedly.

But soon, as that pure magic seeped in, the little guy's body visibly stiffened.

Just as Xia Tong was "studying" the little flower spirit, Xia An'an, who was sitting in front of Xia Tong, suddenly had her Kukuru poke its head out of her schoolbag.

"An'an, I can sense it! It's the aura of a flower fairy! Very, very close! Right around here! Although it feels a little... strange, it's definitely a flower fairy!"

Kukuru spoke urgently in a low voice to Xia An'an, who was diligently taking notes.

"!!!"

Xia An'an, who was concentrating on the lesson, was startled by the sudden sound and her pen tip drew a long, twisted mark on her notebook.

Almost instinctively, with lightning speed, she reached out and slapped Kukuru's protruding head back down.

"You're kidding me! Quiet down! We're in class!"

Xia An'an lowered her voice and almost gritted her teeth as she squeezed out the words, her cheeks slightly flushed with nervousness and embarrassment.

She glanced nervously at the teacher on the podium, and only breathed a slight sigh of relief when she realized that the teacher seemed unaware of the subtle commotion, though her heart was still pounding.

Kukuru, who was forcibly pushed back down, struggled for a moment in dissatisfaction and let out a muffled protest:

"But! It really is! This time I felt it so clearly! It was like it was right there..."

But his voice was completely blocked by Xia An'an.