I've been transported into a Western fantasy game, and my dad wants me to marry my sister.

Vera barely slept a wink all night.

She tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

Close your eyes.

Vera could never forget Lynn's melancholy eyes.

And then there was that seemingly casual remark, yet it struck her like a stone: "We're just friends."

friend.

We're just friends.

Although she was the one who pushed him away first, and although she was the one who said "we're not together" first.

But when Lynn actually said what she said, an indescribable bitterness filled Vera's heart.

wrong.

not like this.

She wanted to say, "We're more than just friends."

She wanted to grab his sleeve, look him in the eyes, and tell him—"That's not what I meant."

But he didn't give her a chance.

He left without looking back.

Vera buried her face in the pillow and let out a frustrated sob.

She hates herself like this.

A person who says one thing but means another, who doesn't mean what they say.

Even though they care deeply, they still have to say those kinds of things.

"Fool……"

"Vera, you're the big idiot."

She muttered curses at herself.

As dawn broke, Vera had already finished washing and dressing.

She changed into what she thought was her best light green fairy outfit.

Vera needs to take action.

She was going to run into Lynn.

On his way to the restaurant, he pretended to bump into her by chance, and then... what should he say next?

Good morning, what a coincidence!

No, that's too deliberate.

"Yesterday... thank you for giving me a ride?"

It's too stiff.

"Um...about last night..."

Vera stood on the platform in front of her treehouse, practicing several opening lines to the air, but none of them felt right.

Her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes, and her heart began to race uncontrollably again.

It's okay, she comforted herself, knowing she would know what to say when she saw him.

She chose the path Lynn most often took from her residence to the restaurant and waited "patiently" under a moonshade tree with pale purple flowers.

The morning dew dampened her skirt, and the early birds chirped on the branches as time passed by.

An elven gardener passed by and looked at her curiously: "Miss Vera, what are you doing here so early?"

"Ah... I... I'm feeling the natural breath of the morning, appreciating the beauty of the way of nature!" Vera hurriedly straightened up and answered seriously.

The gardener nodded as if he understood, then picked up his tools and left.

After a long while, the sun had fully risen, dispelling the thin mist and casting warm golden light throughout the forest.

More and more elves were coming and going on the path, but that familiar figure still hadn't appeared.

Vera's heart sank little by little.

She gritted her teeth and decided to go directly to the restaurant to find him.

However, when she pushed open the familiar wooden door of Lynn's restaurant, she did not see the black-haired young man busy at the counter as she had expected.

"Vera! Good morning!"

A crisp and cheerful sound rang out.

Sylvia peeked out from behind the kitchen counter, her twin ponytails swaying playfully with her movements.

She was wearing a brand new apron embroidered with cute mushroom patterns, and she was deftly pinching a plump, white bun in her hand.

The restaurant was filled with familiar aromas—the savory meat buns and the sweet tofu pudding.

And then there's that unique blend of spices that Lynn created, a flavor that whets the appetite.

The person who can be used as food has changed.

"Sylvia?"

"What happened to you... Lynn?"

Vera froze, looking around.

"My Lord Prophet."

"He taught me how to make these steamed buns and tofu pudding last night!"

He said he might have some things to take care of these next couple of days and wouldn't be coming to the restaurant, so he asked me to look after it for now and teach me new things when he gets back!

Sylvia placed the shaped buns into the steamer, wiped her hands, and her face beamed with excitement at learning a new skill.

She leaned closer, lowered her voice, and said with a hint of smugness, "And, oh, the Prophet said I'm very smart and learn very quickly!"

Vera felt as if something invisible had squeezed her heart.

He... isn't coming?

He handed the restaurant over to Sylvia, but then he didn't come back?

Moreover, he didn't even tell me.

"Did he... say where he was going?" Vera heard her own voice ask, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

"They didn't mention that."

"The Prophet always has his own plans. By the way, Vera, have you had breakfast? I just steamed some buns, come and try them!"

Sylvia shook her head and turned to tend to the bubbling soy milk pot.

Vera looked at Sylvia's enthusiastic smile and did not refuse.

Despite the steaming hot food, Vera, preoccupied with her own thoughts, had little appetite.

She sat in the shop for a while, ate two steamed buns and a bowl of tofu pudding, and then hurriedly got up and left.

She was going to his treehouse.

Just ask directly.

Lynn's treehouse is located in a relatively quiet wooded area on the edge of the settlement.

Vera stood in front of the simple wooden door, took several deep breaths, and then raised her hand to knock gently.

"Lynn? Are you there?"

no respond.

She knocked again, a little harder: "Lynn? It's Vera."

The only sounds were the rustling of leaves in the wind and the faint chirping of birds in the distance.

He's not here.

Vera slowly slid down against the door, hugged her knees, and buried her face in her arms.

A mix of feelings of loss, resentment, and anxiety overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.

She didn't know where he had gone, whether he was angry with her, or... when she would have the chance to tell him the things she hadn't said.

She had never been so eager to see anyone.

She wanted to know where he was.

Oh, right... Lydia!

Leah is his sister, she must know!

The moment the thought crossed Vera's mind, a flush of shame rose quickly across her face.

Because of this... it feels like a mistress going to the wife to inquire about her husband's whereabouts.

This made her ears turn red with embarrassment.

I was actually shipping them at the very beginning...

But now…

The urge to see Lynn grew wildly, overwhelming Vera's concerns and shame.

Vera suddenly stood up, gritted her teeth, and walked towards the magic practice area that Leah often went to.

The training ground was set up in a clearing in the woods on the east side of the settlement, surrounded by a faint barrier to prevent accidental magical damage.

When Vera arrived, she saw Lydia practicing a small water element manipulation exercise.

At this point, Lia was already showing signs of breaking through to the Super-Order level.

Upon seeing Vera, Lydia's eyes lit up, and she immediately stopped practicing.

She waved away the water balloon, and a gentle stream of water, like a light veil, swept over her body, instantly washing away all the sweat and fatigue, leaving Leah looking refreshed and clean.

"Sister Vera!"

"Did you come to see me?"

Leah ran over like a happy little deer, hugged Vera tightly, and affectionately nuzzled her cheek.

Feeling Leah's affection, Vera felt even more embarrassed and guilty.

Vera thought of all the things that had happened in the past.

Thinking back to that day, I was cursing Lynn for being a womanizer and pulling Leah away, and I even talked about Lynn in front of Leah several times.

So... she suddenly felt too embarrassed to ask.

Vera cursed herself inwardly for being an idiot, wondering why she always did such stupid things.

But on the surface, Vera tried her best to make her smile natural and caring.

Yes, yes.

"Let's see how Lia's magic practice is going. Do you need me to spar with you?"

"Waaah~ Vera is the one who cares about me the most!" Leah hugged her arm, her little mouth pouting slightly, with a hint of coquettish complaint.

"My brother was busy with the restaurant these past few days and didn't come to see me much. He finally came last night, but then he suddenly told me he was going to visit the Gray Mountain Tribe and the Mushroom Roaring Tribe. I wanted to go with him, but he refused..."

She sighed, a hint of disappointment in her platinum-gray eyes: "Although I also think improving my strength is important... I also want my brother to spend more time with me."

Gray Mountain Tribe... Mushroom Roaring Tribe...

Vera could no longer hear the following words.

Her mind was buzzing, with only those two place names echoing repeatedly.

He's gone... really gone...

He went somewhere else...without even telling her...

"Sister Vera?"

Leah's questioning voice pulled her back to reality.

"What happened to you just now? You seemed a little distracted... Were you too sleepy? You seem to have some dark circles under your eyes."

Vera snapped back to reality and met Leah's concerned gaze, feeling somewhat guilty.

But the urge to see Lynn gnawed at her like ants.

She wanted to go find Lynn.

Vera forced a smile: "N-nothing."

"I probably didn't sleep well last night... Leah, I suddenly feel a bit tired, I might need to go back and catch up on some sleep."

"Oh? Then why don't you come to my room and rest for a bit, Sister Vera!" Leah invited warmly.

"No, no need."

"I can go back by myself! Leah, keep practicing, good luck!"

Vera waved her hands repeatedly in refusal; she wanted to see Lynn as soon as possible.

The moment I turned around.

Vera silently apologized to Leah in her heart, then ran towards the settlement's flying mount stall.

Vera is going to find him.

She was already quite impatient.

She needed to explain things to him.

She began to practice a faint smile and rehearsed her final opening remarks.

"Is Lynn there? Is she free?"

"Can..."

"Want me to explain?"