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

Inside Xia Tong's pocket, the Shadow Camellia card vibrated slightly, and a somewhat awkward thought came through:

"Xiaotong, you're quite considerate of others."

"Tsubaki, it was just a small favor."

"snort."

Shadow Camellia gave a soft hum and said nothing more.

However, the emotional fluctuations emanating from her card were much gentler than before.

She would never admit that when she saw Xia Tong drawing Qian Han just now, she felt a little... indescribable.

Although Xia Tong usually treated her well, it was different.

He drew pictures for that ordinary human, gave that sweet peach blossom fairy a bracelet, and even treated that stubborn little brat as a "friend"...

He's so kind to everyone.

Shadow Camellia's thoughts sank slightly.

She didn't know why she cared about it, but she just... cared a little.

Just then, another thought gently probed over.

"You...aren't happy?"

Shadow Red Rain sensed the emotional fluctuations of the card next to her and cautiously offered her a question.

Shadow Camellia paused for a moment, then a hint of arrogant indifference crept into her mind:

"What's it to you?"

Dark Shadow Red Rain remained silent for two seconds.

"Because we are neighbors."

Her answer was very serious, with her own unique logic—the concept of "neighbor" was something that the Ninth Prince had just told her.

Therefore, people who live next door should care about each other.

Shadow Camellia: "..."

What kind of strange logic is this?

But then she suddenly remembered that this little brat's definition of "friend" was also so... bizarre, so it wasn't entirely incomprehensible.

After a moment of silence, a complex emotion welled up in her mind:

"I'm fine."

She paused, then added, her tone still haughty, but a little softer than before:

"Just mind your own business."

Dark Shadow Red Rain gave a soft "hmm" and didn't ask any further questions.

The brief exchange in the pocket came to an end, and Shadow Camellia's attention returned to the "battlefield" not far away.

At this moment, Xia An'an was still dodging Hong Yu's vine whip.

Although she was in a sorry state, she managed to narrowly avoid danger each time, and her movements were gradually becoming smoother.

She learns in battle.

"good."

Xia Tong murmured to herself.

Shadow Camellia's card trembled again, and a thought came through, carrying her signature tsundere and sharp tongue:

"You call hiding so pathetically 'okay'?"

"It's much better than before."

Xia Tong thought to herself, "She didn't even know how to dodge just now."

Shadow Chun turned her attention back to the disheveled yet persistent figure on the open ground, and did not refute it further.

Because she could see that the other self's contractor, whom she didn't have much affection for, was indeed making progress.

—She's just so-so. While that's true, I still really dislike her.

Meanwhile, the "battle" outside was still going on.

Xia An'an, panting heavily, dodged one vine whip after another in a disheveled manner. Although her steps were already a little unsteady, she continued to get closer to Hong Yu.

Okay, that's enough distance!

Next, Xia An'an gripped her magic wand tightly, pushed off with her feet, and lunged towards Hong Yu.

Just as she was about to use her magic wand to hit Hongyu, Xia An'an hesitated.

Although it was Hong Yu who caused Qian Han's injury, it can't be entirely blamed on her.

Thinking this, Xia An'an changed to extending her free left hand, attempting to grab Hong Yu.

"Red Rain!"

Hongyu was stunned.

She watched as the hand reaching out to her drew closer and closer.

However, she did not dodge.

The next second, Xia An'an grabbed Hong Yu, just like grabbing a teddy bear, and gently held Hong Yu in her hand.

"you……"

Hongyu opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. The vines she had conjured also disappeared instantly.

Xia An'an was panting heavily, but a bright smile appeared on her face:

"Got you!"

She held onto Hongyu with one hand and landed steadily on the ground.

Hongyu was held in her hand, and its wings flapped unconsciously, but it showed no intention of breaking free.

Not far away, Xia Tong watched this scene, blinked, and turned to look at Qian Han:

"Qian Han, it seems my sister has finished."

"Um."

Qian Han nodded slightly, her gaze falling on the direction in which Xia An'an was speaking to the air.

After all, those pink vines that used to fly around in mid-air have all disappeared.

As the two approached, Xia An'an looked up and saw her younger brother and Qian Han, her smile widening even more:

"Xiaotong! Qianhan! I've caught her!"

She raised the red rain in her hand, and the red rain flapped its wings twice as she shook it, but it did not get angry.

Hongyu glanced down at the peach blossom bracelet on her wrist, then looked up at Xia An'an.

"An'an, you... are really strange."

She laughed, her tone slightly raised, "You could have hit me, why didn't you?"

Xia An'an was taken aback when she heard the question.

"Why did you hit me? You're not a bad person."

She released her grip on Hongyu's hand, scratched her head, and replied matter-of-factly, "We're friends!"

After being released, Hongyu remained floating in place, blinked, and softly repeated:

"friend……"

"yes!"

Xia An'an nodded vigorously, "I'm the Flower Fairy Magic Messenger, and you're the Flower Fairy Elf King. We'll be fighting side by side from now on! Doesn't that make us friends?"

As Hongyu listened to her words, a soft smile spread across her pink eyes.

I just wanted to "test" this flower fairy magician a little to see if she was qualified to subdue me.

But now—

She really liked Xia An'an's performance.

"Oh, right!"

Hongyu suddenly remembered something, her eyes lit up, and her tone returned to its lively self, "You haven't made a wish yet! Didn't you come with a wishing slip when we first met? You can make one now! I'll grant your wish!"

Xia An'an's smile froze on her face.

desire?

She subconsciously thought of Shanshan, the girl who almost became an old woman because of her wish to "grow up quickly".

"Um... Hongyu..."

Xia An'an spoke cautiously, trying to make her tone sound tactful, "As for making a wish, maybe... we should just forget about it?"

Hongyu tilted her head, somewhat puzzled: "Why? Fulfilling wishes is what I'm best at!"

"Uh... this..."

Xia An'an scratched her cheek, her brain racing, trying to figure out how to explain without hurting the other person's feelings. "Well... well... when it comes to wishes, it's more meaningful to work hard to fulfill them yourself, right?"

She couldn't continue, because Hongyu's expression visibly dimmed.

But she took a deep breath and tried her best to keep her smile genuine:

"Anyway, thank you for your kind offer, but I don't need it for now!"

Hongyu looked at her, remained silent for a few seconds, and then nodded gently.

She seemed to understand a little. Xia An'an didn't not want the wish, but... was afraid that she would "go too far".

Just as Xia Tong said.

Hongyu subconsciously glanced at the bracelet on her wrist again, and the slight disappointment in her heart was replaced by a warmer emotion.

It's okay, take your time.

She told herself that.

Then, Hongyu turned her gaze to Qianhan, who was standing to the side.

"And... what about you?"

She flew to Qian Han and hovered at eye level, her pink eyes filled with anticipation. "What's your wish? I can help you make it come true."

Qian Han blinked.

From her perspective, there was nothing in front of her except the air and the fragrance of peach blossoms wafting from directly in front of her.

Xia Tong glanced at Qian Han's expression and naturally took over the conversation, relaying, "Qian Han, Hong Yu is asking you if you have any wishes."

"Is that so..."

Qian Han nodded slightly, but Xia An'an's expression instantly tensed up.

"Qian Han..."

Xia An'an couldn't help but speak, her voice tinged with worry.

Qian Han turned her head and met Xia An'an's uneasy eyes, instantly understanding what she was worried about.

Qian Han remained silent for two seconds, not wanting An An to worry.

In addition, she remembered what Xia Tong had just said: "Hong Yu sometimes uses too much force."

If she wishes to see the Flower Fairy King, will Hongyu...?

Then, Qian Han gently shook her head.

"Thank you, Hongyu."

Her voice was gentle and sincere, "But I don't have any wishes for the time being. I'm already very happy to see An'an safe and sound, and to know a friend like you."

Hongyu was stunned for a moment.

Yet another person who refuses to fulfill their wishes?

Xia Tong, seeing her sister's expression and Qian Han's reaction, understood that her sister was worried that Qian Han would be tricked, and that Qian Han chose to refuse because she didn't want her sister to worry.

But it's okay, you'll see the Flower Fairy King later on in Qian Han's story.

Then, Xia Tong touched his chin with some confusion. How did Qian Han see the Flower Fairy King later?

Hmm... I can't remember.

Oh well, nothing bad will happen anyway. If I can't remember, I can't remember. It's interesting to keep it a little mysterious.

Although Hongyu didn't show anything on her face, she was still a little disappointed inside.

She nodded slightly, then turned her gaze to the last person.

Hongyu flew to Xia Tong, hovered there, and looked at him intently.

This person was different from others from the very beginning.

His wish was to "know my name".

He gave her a "gift of gratitude," something that no one had ever given her before.

Now, it's her turn to ask him.

"Xia Tong,"

Hongyu called his name softly, her pink eyes filled with seriousness and a hint of... expectation, "What is your wish now?"

Just then, the two cards in Xia Tong's pocket trembled slightly at the same time.

A thought, clearly tinged with displeasure, quickly arrived:

"Why is she asking?! Xiaotong, just ignore her!"

Shadow Tsubaki's tone was full of arrogant dissatisfaction, as if to say, "You already have us, what more do you need to wish for?"

Before Xia Tong could respond, another thought gently probed over:

"I can also help you fulfill your wish..."

Xia Tong: "..."

What is all this about?

He glanced down at his pocket, then at the red rain falling in front of him, and remained silent for two seconds.

"Uh, but I don't really have any wishes."

He answered truthfully.

Hongyu blinked, her expression visibly dimming for a moment.

Xia Tong looked at her and suddenly felt a headache coming on.

That expression... it's exactly the same as when my sister rejected me earlier?

If I don't make a wish, I feel like she's going to...

"How about we just offer a simple prayer?"

Shadow Camellia's card vibrated, emitting a doubtful thought:

"casual?"

"Hmm, whatever."

Xia Tong nodded in her heart, then closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and made a wishing and praying gesture.

Hong Yu's eyes lit up instantly.

She earnestly "received" this wish, her pink eyes slightly narrowed.

"So that's how it is..."

She murmured to herself, then looked up at Xia Tong earnestly, "I understand."

Xia Tong: "?"

He opened his eyes and looked at Hongyu.

What do you know?

Hongyu offered no explanation.

She flew a little closer, stretched out her small hand, and gently touched Xia Tong's clasped fingers.

The next second, a warm contract wave, carrying the fragrance of peach blossoms, spread from her fingertips and quietly merged into Xia Tong's body.

Xia Tong was stunned.

Come again?

He looked down at his hands, then looked up at Hongyu.

"That's good."

Hongyu withdrew her hand, her tone filled with a satisfied certainty, "With this, I can protect you properly. If there's any danger in the future, I'll know immediately!"

She paused, then added, her pink eyes shining with seriousness:

"I will protect you."

Xia Tong blinked, a little confused by her words.

Protect...me? Did I make that wish?

At this moment, the Shadow Camellia card in her pocket was slightly warm, radiating an incredulous aura that seemed to say, "Listen to what she's saying."

Meanwhile, the Shadow Red Rain card evoked a complex emotional fluctuation. Originally, she didn't feel anything for that Red Rain, but now she suddenly wanted to beat up "Red Rain".

The Ninth Prince: "..."

She's lived for so many years, what kind of situation hasn't she seen?

But she had never seen anything like this before.

At this moment, Xia An'an, who was standing next to her, suddenly spoke up.

She had been listening intently to Hongyu's words, so she heard the word "protect" very clearly.

"Xiaotong!"

Xia An'an leaned closer, a hint of worry on her face. "Hongyu said she'd protect you? Are you scared?"

Xia Tong turned her head and met her sister's eyes, which were full of concern.

He recalled the "wonderful" memory of being chased that day, shrugged, and said, "It started a little bit after you became the Flower Fairy Magic Messenger, right?"

Xia An'an also remembered what it looked like when Xiao Tong brought the Ninth Prince back before.

She reached out and gently, carefully, patted Xia Tong's head.

"Pat your head."

Her voice carried the gentleness and firmness unique to older sisters, "Don't worry, I'll protect you too."

Xia Tong was slightly taken aback when she was touched, but then let the hand gently rub her head.

A few seconds later...

"Sis, shouldn't we finish subduing them?"

Xia An'an paused for a moment, then nodded vigorously:

"Right! I almost forgot about the important matter!"

She took a deep breath, took out her magic wand, and looked solemnly at Hongyu.

Hongyu gently drifted to her, a tender smile on her face.

"The great Popula flower goddess bears witness—"

Xia An'an raised her magic wand, her voice clear and firm:

"In the name of the owner of the Flower Codex, I forge a pact with you, Crimson Rain!"

Hongyu glanced down at the peach blossom bracelet on her wrist, and then—

The Peach Blossom Fairy King, Hongyu, has formed an alliance with the Flower Fairy Magic Messenger and returned to her position!

Then, Hong Yu's card transformed into essence and flew into Xia An'an's hand.

Xia An'an held the essence, "Success... the third one."

Qian Han stepped forward and gently took her hand:

Congratulations, An'an.

Xia Tong smiled and nodded.

As the red rain transformed into essence and returned to its place, the commotion in the pocket gradually subsided.

Shadow Camellia's card felt slightly warm, her mind filled with a complex mix of emotions—a feeling of relief or even more displeasure.

The cards of Shadow Red Rain quieted down, but the feeling of "I still want to beat her up later" still lingered faintly.