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

Just as Xia Tong suddenly pulled his hand away to "deal with" Kukuru, the dolphin flower fairy, who had been resting peacefully in his left palm and clinging to his fingers, lost its support and cuddling due to the sudden movement.

She instinctively flapped her pair of translucent blue-purple wings on her back to steady her small body.

Confused, she seemed a little bewildered by the noise from the outside world (Kukuru's shouts, Xia Tong's actions, and the subsequent conversations), but she was not afraid, because the aura of the creator Xia Tong was always close at hand.

She blinked, cautiously peeked out her little head, looked at the bright and noisy world outside the drawer, and then glanced at Xia Tong's back as she seemed to be busy "dealing with" another little purple thing.

An instinct to get closer, to return to that warmth and comfort, drove her.

Therefore, taking advantage of the moment when Xia Tong turned her head to focus her attention on Kukuru and Xia An'an, the dolphin flower fairy lightly and silently flew out from the right side opening of the desk drawer.

Instead of flying aimlessly, she followed her natural attraction to Xia Tong's aura, making a small arc and flying to the back of Xia Tong's right shoulder.

She placed her hands on Xia Tong's right shoulder, curiously examining Xia Tong's profile and ears, who were so close to her. She then glanced at Xia An'an and Qian Han, who were talking in front of her, her small face full of pure curiosity, completely unaware that she had been "exposed" to a gaze she shouldn't be in.

At this moment, Xia Tong was focused on helping her sister deal with Qian Han's questions and didn't immediately notice that there was a little guy on her shoulder.

It wasn't until Kukuru was stuffed back into his backpack and Xia An'an and Qian Han's conversation came to an end that he vaguely felt a very slight touch and weight coming from his right shoulder.

?

Xia Tong subconsciously prepared to turn her head to check—

Qian Han, who had just turned away from Xia An'an's schoolbag and was about to turn back, happened to catch a glimpse of something unusual behind Xia Tong's shoulder out of the corner of her eye.

It was an incredibly delicate, small, blue-purple figure, quietly perched behind Xia Tong's shoulder, its wings shimmering softly in the light streaming through the window.

Qian Han stopped moving, blinked her beautiful big eyes, and turned around to look carefully.

Behind Xia Tong's right shoulder, near his neck, was a small doll, about the size of a palm, wearing a blue-purple gradient dress, with gradient long hair and wings...

No, the lifelike expression, the natural colors, and even the wings that trembled slightly with her breath (if she had any) far surpassed the exquisiteness of any doll!

"what?"

Qian Han couldn't help but gasp softly, her face showing undisguised amazement and curiosity. She pointed behind Xia Tong and asked gently:

"Xiaotong, what's that behind you...? It's so pretty! Is it a new accessory? Or... a little pendant?"

Her gaze was completely drawn to the dolphin flower fairy, and she even temporarily forgot the slightly strange feeling brought about by the "malfunctioning doll" just now.

After all, the appearance of the Dolphin Flower Fairy is so exquisite and dreamlike, like a work of art that has come to life, that it is impossible to look away.

"?!"

Xia An'an's heart skipped a beat when she heard Qian Han's words, and she immediately followed her gaze to look behind Xia Tong.

When Xia An'an saw the small figure quietly perched on Xia Tong's shoulder, her pupils suddenly contracted.

Kukuru was telling the truth! There really are flower fairies! Right behind Xiaotong! But...

Wait a minute! Can Qian Han see it too? Isn't it said that ordinary people can't see it?!

Overwhelmed by shock and confusion, she momentarily forgot how to react and simply stared blankly at the beautiful little creature.

Xia Tong was also taken aback.

How did this child suddenly appear? But how could Qian Han actually see her? See her directly? That doesn't make sense...

In fact, this dolphin flower fairy is not a flower fairy from the continent of La Belle.

Therefore, she does not possess the inherent characteristic of being "invisible to ordinary Earthlings" that the flower fairies of the Labbel Continent have.

As for why she looks so much like a flower fairy from the continent of La Belle, and even has similar characteristics, it's because Xia Tong has half of her bloodline from her mother, the flower fairy guardian Lily.

This bloodline subtly influenced his magical qualities, causing the life forms he created to naturally tend towards the form familiar to the source of his bloodline—the appearance of flower fairies.

Although Xia Tong's cultivation method is different from the system of the Labbel Continent, he has the bloodline of the Flower Fairy, but he himself has not yet fully realized it.

Or rather, being able to cultivate on this Earth, where magic is scarce, is already a miracle. Therefore, Xia Tong did not delve into the subtle differences and origins of the cultivation process (mainly because he did not have enough power to do so).

Let's go back to the present—

Xia Tong hesitated for two seconds, then reached out and grabbed the little guy who was still unaware of the danger and was tilting his head to look at Qian Han.

His gaze then fell upon Xia An'an in front of him.

Sister, this is really troublesome.

Xia An'an instantly understood the look in her younger brother's eyes.

The earlier Kukuru incident could be somewhat excused as a "malfunctioning doll," since while it's unusual for a doll to move and talk, it's not theoretically impossible.

But this... this living, exquisite, and flying little sprite doesn't look like a "toy" that Earth's technology could create!

At this moment, Qian Han, who was standing aside and had taken in the eye contact between the siblings and Xia Tong’s fleeting “grabbing” action (although it was quick, she did see Xia Tong’s hand move behind her shoulder), had a knowing look in her gentle eyes, which then blossomed into an even gentler smile.

She is an extremely thoughtful and understanding girl.

Combined with the strangeness of the "talking doll" from before, and the slightly "eerie" silence between the siblings at this moment...

They seem... not really want me to see that.

Qian Han thought to himself.

Although the specific reason is unknown, perhaps it involves some little secret of the younger brother, a novel invention, or perhaps he simply doesn't want to attract attention?

As a friend, she considerately chose to respect the situation and was about to say something to break the silence and give both of them a way out—

"call……"

Xia Tong averted her gaze from Xia An'an and turned to look at Qian Han. Her expression had returned to its usual gentleness, but a hint of helplessness at being caught lingered in her eyes.

"Let's talk about this after school. There are so many people now..."

He chose an attitude that was almost tacit—not denying that Qian Han had seen "something special," but not immediately explaining in detail, but simply postponing the time for honesty to a safer and more private environment.

This is both a respect for Qian Han's observational skills and the safest approach at present.

"Huh? Is that something I can say?"

Xia An'an blurted it out almost out loud, staring wide-eyed at her younger brother, her tone full of surprise and a hint of disapproval.

Seriously, shouldn't you try your best to cover this up completely? How can you agree with "ordinary people" to "we'll talk about it later"? Isn't that tantamount to admitting it?!

Upon hearing this, Xia Tong looked at her sister with some surprise, raising an eyebrow slightly, her tone carrying a hint of astonishment that she thought, "How could you think that way?"

"Huh? Sis, I thought... we had already reached an agreement."

He thought his sister should understand that, given that Qian Han had clearly seen it and was obviously suspicious, simply denying it and making clumsy attempts to cover it up would only create a rift between friends and might even arouse greater curiosity and investigation.

Appropriate honesty might actually be a better choice, especially when the person is a considerate and intelligent friend like Qian Han.

His gaze swept between Xia An'an and Qian Han, and he added, "Qian Han isn't an outsider."

Listening to the brief exchange between the siblings, Qian Han, being as intelligent as she is, immediately understood more.

It seems that this is indeed a big "secret," and An'an seems to prefer to keep it completely hidden, while Xiao Tong has chosen to be honest.

What are they worried about? Protecting her? Or protecting the secret itself?

Warmth touched her heart by Xia Tong's words of trust that she was "not an outsider," and her considerate nature prompted her to react immediately.

She wore her usual gentle smile, leaned closer to the siblings, and lowered her voice even further, making sure only the three of them could hear her:

"It's okay, Xiaotong, An'an, don't feel uncomfortable. If there's anything you're uncomfortable saying, you don't have to tell me. I just... saw it suddenly and thought it was very beautiful, so I was a little surprised."

Looking at Qian Han's understanding demeanor and then at her younger brother's calm eyes, Xia An'an's anxiety subsided slightly.

She realized that her brother might have his reasons for doing so, and... indeed, keeping it from Qian Han all this time, watching her good friend pretend not to know even though she clearly sensed something was wrong, in order not to put them in a difficult position, made her feel terrible.

"……All right."

Xia An'an nodded, which was taken as tacit approval of her younger brother's decision.

She turned to Qian Han, a smile returning to her face, though still a little unnatural:

"So...after school, shall we find a quiet place? Actually...it's not that complicated, it's just that Xiaotong...um, he's better at crafts?"

She was trying to pave the way for a plausible direction for the upcoming "explanation".

Qian Han smiled and nodded, not pressing for details about how "handmade" craftsmanship could produce such lifelike, dynamic, and even flying works. She simply said gently:

"Okay, sure. Let's walk together after school. I also have some craft-related questions I'd like to ask Xiaotong."

She naturally picked up the conversation, giving both of them a perfect way to save face.