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

That night, there was a loud knocking on Xia Tong's door, and Xia An'an's tearful voice came from outside: "Xiao Tong! Open the door! The doll has come to life!"

Xia Tong opened the door, looked at her panicked sister, and said helplessly, "The doll came to life? This joke isn't funny at all."

"It's true! It can talk and move!" Xia An'an was so anxious she almost cried.

"Are you going to say next that the doll can fly?" Xia Tong raised an eyebrow.

"How did you know?!" Xia An'an's eyes widened.

"..."

Xia Tong was silent for two seconds, then took a step back to close the door, but Xia An'an grabbed the doorknob: "It's true! Come with me to see for yourself!"

"Okay...~_~"

Unable to refuse her sister's request, Xia Tong had no choice but to follow her to the room.

Xia An'an's room was half-closed. Pushing the door open, the pink and purple decorations came into view—it was no different from usual.

"See? There's nothing there. You must have been half asleep." Xia Tong shrugged and turned to leave.

But Xia An'an grabbed his arm, her face pale, and pointed behind him: "Behind...behind..."

Xia Tong turned around in confusion and saw a small purple doll with wings floating behind him. The moment their eyes met, the air went still.

"..."

Almost instinctively, Xia Tong raised her hand and delivered a precise straight punch, slamming the doll to the ground with a "bang." Immediately afterward, a blue light flashed in her palm, and a water ball materialized out of thin air, drenching the doll thoroughly with a "splat."

"You despicable Earthlings! How dare you attack this prince!"

The doll scrambled to its feet, shaking the water droplets from its hair. Its transparent wings drooped heavily, soaked.

"What is this?" Xia Tong turned to look at Xia An'an.

Xia An'an shook her head: "I don't know... it's the doll that Uncle Wang gave me during the day."

The doll took flight again, hands on its hips, and arrogantly declared, "Since you asked, this prince will mercifully tell you—my name is Kukuru, the heir of the Ancient Fairy Clan, a true and dignified prince!"

"Kukuru?"

Xia Tong repeated the name softly, her brows furrowing slightly. A vague sense of familiarity washed over her. She then looked up at Kukuru. "Is it just my imagination? I feel like I've seen you somewhere before. Where was it?"

"Don't try to claim any connection! Earthling, this prince has never seen you before!"

Kukuru haughtily turned his face away, but when his gaze swept over Xia An'an's pendant, he suddenly became agitated, pointing at Xia An'an and shouting, "It's you! Hand over the Flower Fairy King right now! Don't play dumb!"

"What are you talking about?" Xia An'an was completely confused by what he said.

"Surrender, Earthlings! Don't think you can get away with this by denying it!"

Kukuru pulled out a Flower Fairy Magician's Staff, its body radiating a fantastical light. "In the name of Kukuru, the heir of the Ancient Fairy Clan and the Flower Fairy Magician, I command you—Tsubaki, come out now!"

Xia An'an covered her eyes in fright: "Am I dreaming again?"

No, you're not dreaming.

Xia Tong patted her shoulder, but his gaze was fixed on the staff in Kukuru's hand—its appearance stirred up some long-forgotten memories.

Kukuru flew toward Xia An'an with his staff in hand, or more precisely, toward the pendant on her chest.

Just as the staff was about to touch the pendant, Xia Tong made her move—swatting Kukuru away like a fly and catching the falling staff in the process.

"interesting……"

He weighed the staff in his hand. Although he had interrupted Kukuru's actions, the summoning ritual was not interrupted.

"Damn commoners!"

Kukuru steadied himself in mid-air, and a magic circle suddenly appeared behind him. From the circle, a small figure with red hair and red eyes, wearing a single ponytail, slowly floated out, its transparent wings gently flapping.

"You...you're the one from my dream yesterday..." Xia An'an looked at the little figure, her words incoherent.

"It really is Tsubaki."

Xia Tong was not surprised at all—Huagang City, Xia An'an, Kukuru, the Ancient Fairy Clan, the Flower Fairy King… these words strung together in his mind, and he finally remembered that this was the "Flower Fairy" he had watched when he was a child in his first life.

Is this really the world of Flower Fairy?

Hmm... "Flower Fairy" is an animated series that Xia Tong watched in her first life. She only watched two seasons with her sister. She heard that later seasons were released, but she didn't watch them.

Also, because it has been a long time since then, I don't remember it very clearly, but some things are still very memorable.

At this moment, Chun also noticed Xia Tong's gaze and flew over curiously: "Huh? You can see me too?"

"able."

Xia Tong nodded, looking her up and down as if she were a rare animal.

Upon seeing this, Kukuru immediately rushed towards Xia Tong: "Commoner! Give me back my Flower Fairy Magician's Staff!"

"It's just a staff, here you go."

Xia Tong dodged to the side and casually tossed the staff over.

"Hey! You rude bastard!"

Kukuru hurriedly caught it, wiping it with care, "This is a top-tier treasure!"

He then flew back to Xia Tong, his wings flapping rapidly in anger: "By the way, commoner! Why do you know magic? Don't try to deny it! I remember clearly the water ball you used just now!"

The atmosphere in the room froze instantly.

Xia An'an also snapped out of her daze and looked at Xia Tong in surprise: "Xiao Tong? Magic? What is this guy talking about?"

Xia Tong's heart skipped a beat—she had been so focused on protecting her sister that she had carelessly used a basic water balloon, and this seemingly dim-witted prince had actually caught her out.

He feigned composure, spreading his hands in a confused manner: "Magic? What magic? I just saw something strange flying over, and in my panic, I spilled a glass of water. Wasn't there a half-full glass of water on the bedside table over there?"

As he spoke, he glanced meaningfully at the half-full water glass on Xia An'an's bedside table.

"nonsense!"

Kukuru was so angry that his wings were trembling. "The speed and force of that water sphere's condensation were far beyond what you'd expect from a simple splash! And your movements of catching and throwing the staff were far too practiced! An ordinary Earthling would have been burned by that energy if they touched the staff!"

Xia Tong scratched his head. He had forgotten that such magical items usually had an identification mechanism, and he had become so used to it that he had completely forgotten about it.

"I'm naturally strong and quick-witted, is that not allowed?" he argued, forcing himself to speak.

"Then how do you explain being able to see Chun? And even talk to her?" Kukuru flew closer, his staff almost poking Xia Tong's nose. "Ordinary Earthlings, even if the Elf King stood right in front of them, wouldn't be able to see her!"

Chun flew over as well, her red eyes filled with curiosity: "Kukuru is right. Being able to communicate with spirits is proof of magical potential or a connection to the magical world. And..."

She leaned closer to Xia Tong and gently sniffed, "You have a very special aura about you, very faint but very ancient, the same as the power of us elves, yet different."

Xia Tong's heart tightened instantly—Chun's words directly exposed his attempt to conceal his "magical origins," and seeing Xia An'an's questioning gaze, he knew he could no longer deceive her.

"Okay, actually..." Xia Tong took a deep breath, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing the hem of her clothes, "I can indeed sense magic, and I also know some basic spells."

"There really is magic?!" Xia An'an's eyes widened instantly. She grabbed Xia Tong's arm and pressed, "Xiao Tong, you actually know magic? Why didn't you tell me before?"

Kukuru immediately moved closer, flapping its wings even more frantically: "I told you you were faking it! Tell me! Who are you? Are you a spy sent by the dark forces?"

"What are you talking about?"

Xia Tong glanced at Kukuru, then turned to Xia An'an and softened her tone, "It's not that I deliberately hid it from you, it's just that the magical aura in this world is too weak, I thought we wouldn't need it, and... I'm afraid you won't believe me if I tell you."

He didn't mention the time travel—the secret of two reincarnations was too bizarre, and revealing it now would only make things more complicated.

Kukuru clearly didn't believe her, pointing her staff at Xia Tong: "Don't try to fool me with sweet talk! Unless you prove it to me! Like... summoning an elf? Or casting a proper spell, not that water ball you just made!"

Forced into a corner by Kukuru, Xia Tong, fearing that further arguing would only expose more problems, could only sigh: "Proper magic? It's not easy to cultivate here. I can only do some simple stuff at most."

He raised his hand and made a loose grasp on the potted plant by the window, a faint green light emanating from his fingertips—the previously wilted green ivy suddenly swayed its leaves, and the vines slowly climbed halfway around the edge of the pot, even sprouting two small white flower buds.

Xia An'an stared in disbelief, reaching out to touch the leaves of the pothos plant: "It really is... magic! Xiao Tong, you're amazing!"

Kukuru's wings faltered, his tone still defiant, but he lowered his staff slightly: "What, what is this! It's just growing a tattered blade of grass, I can do that too..." Before he could finish, he tried to raise his staff to activate the magic, but only a few faint sparks appeared, and his face instantly turned red.

Chun couldn't help but laugh out loud. Kukuru was furious. "It's all this lousy otherworld Earth's fault! Devi and the others said I would grow bigger, but I've become smaller instead. I can't even cast magic properly now."

He then turned his attention to Chun: "You are my spirit, quickly turn me back!"

"Who said I'm yours?" Chun said, hands on her hips. "I'm An'an's guardian spirit now."

"Damn it, you really did sign a contract with the common people of this Earth."

"Little Meatball, the Flower Fairy King who has broken the seal is now free. I'm just following the rules and signing a contract with the first person who captures me."

"you……"

Kukuru and Chun floated in mid-air, arguing incessantly. Xia Tong stroked her chin, watching with great interest.

Xia An'an tugged at his sleeve helplessly: "Xiao Tong, are we just going to watch like this? =_="

"Let's watch," Xia Tong said with a smile and a shrug. "Let's have some fun. There's no danger anyway, and it's more interesting to join in the excitement."

"You just love to stir up trouble..."

Just as the two finished their conversation, Xia Mu's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "An'an, who are you talking to so late? I'm coming in."

The door was gently pushed open, and Xia Mu peeked in, seeing Xia Tong standing in the middle and Xia An'an sitting on the bed: "Xiao Tong, what are you doing here? It's time to sleep."

"Dad, they..."

Xia An'an hurriedly pointed to the air, but when she turned her head, Kukuru and Chun were gone, and only the purple doll was lying quietly on the bed.

She muttered softly, "Where's Chun?"

Xia Tong immediately chimed in, "My sister was reading a horror novel and got scared. She thought there was a ghost in her room, so she dragged me over. It turned out the window wasn't closed properly."

"Horror novels?" Xia Mu scratched his head and looked at Xia An'an. "Don't read these late at night, go to sleep."

"Oh... okay, Daddy." Xia An'an lowered her head.

"Then I'll go back too."

Xia Tong walked towards the door. "Dad, Sister, goodnight."

"Good night!"

"Good night……"

After Xia Tong left the room, Xia Mu gave Xia An'an a few more instructions before gently closing the door.