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

As soon as Xia Tong pushed open the door to her room, she felt several pairs of eyes fall on her.

This made his hand holding the doorknob pause slightly.

Huh? Why is everyone looking at me?

Inside the room, Shadow Chun frowned slightly as she looked towards the door; Shadow Jiu Qian Sui leaned against the wall by the door, her amused smile still lingering, now tinged with amusement; Shadow Shan Meng hovered in mid-air, her deep purple-red eyes still holding a hint of helplessness and grievance; while Jiu Qian Sui floated beside the desk, her face filled with pure curiosity.

Is there something behind me?

Xia Tong was a little confused by the stare and subconsciously turned around to look back.

Shan Meng was floating quietly half a step behind him, her eyes filled with her usual gentleness and curiosity. She was tilting her head slightly, looking around the room.

Her turquoise eyes lit up noticeably as her gaze swept across the room.

Huh? That's... Tsubaki? And the Ninth Prince is here too.

Shanmeng's gaze lingered for a moment on the Shadow Chun, whose aura was somewhat familiar, and on the other Plum Blossom Elf King, Jiuqiansui, before she showed an expression as if she were "seeing an old friend."

"Mountain Dream?"

Xia Tong then realized that Shan Meng had actually followed him all the way here.

He raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised, and asked, "Why...didn't you stay in my sister's room? Is it alright with my sister?"

Upon hearing this, Shan Meng withdrew her gaze from her curious observation, turned to Xia Tong, and gently shook her head.

She then stated that Xia An'an was in her dream, and even if she herself did not enter the dream, she could still manipulate things within it, reassuring Xia Tong.

However, before this sense of relief could spread, a deep red figure had already flown lightly and swiftly to Xia Tong's front.

Shadow Chun tilted her head slightly to look at Xia Tong, her red eyes staring directly into his, her tone carrying an almost overflowing mix of doubt, concern, and... a hint of barely perceptible jealousy:

"Xiaotong, what happened?"

Her gaze first lingered on Xia Tong's face, then quickly swept over Shan Meng behind him, before finally returning to Xia Tong. Her small brows furrowed, but her red eyes stared unblinkingly at Xia Tong, clearly saying, "I need an explanation."

Then, out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the shadowy mountain dream in the room.

I've only been gone a short time, how come you brought back another one? No, it's... two?

A few minutes later, Xia Tong sat on the edge of his bed. He didn't hide anything and simply recounted how he met Shan Meng after school, participated in the game, thought of using shadows to summon, and finally helped the shadow upgrade at his doorstep.

Shadow Tsubaki, on the other hand, naturally and with a hint of asserting her dominance, sat on his lap, her small body leaning against him, looking as if she were listening intently to his explanation.

"So, that's how it is."

As Xia Tong spoke, his fingers unconsciously touched the white braided pigtail of Shadow Chun.

As Shadow Chun sat on his lap, she listened, her expression remaining largely unchanged, but the subtle tension around her eased considerably due to Xia Tong's candid narration and their intimate posture.

She gave a barely audible "hmm," which was considered an acceptance of the explanation, and leaned more relaxed towards Xia Tong.

After all, they—whether it's Shadow Tsubaki, Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old, or Shadow Mountain Dream—were all essentially awakened and brought to this world because of Xia Tong's power.

This special connection gave them a natural affinity and closeness to Xia Tong.

As long as Xia Tong doesn't hide anything or reject it, most of the inexplicable anxiety in their hearts can be soothed.

However, the air in the room had not completely calmed down.

The bright smile on the face of the Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old, which had been beaming with joy at the prank and the novelty, gradually diminished.

Her wine-red eyes were fixed on Shadow Chun, who sat calmly on Xia Tong's lap. She glanced at Xia Tong, who remained composed, and the usual playful smile on her lips still lingered. But deep in her eyes, a fleeting, subtle emotion, perhaps even unconscious to herself, flashed through her eyes, a feeling of "being beaten to it" or "that kind of position..."

Meanwhile, Shadow Mountain Dream, which was hovering a little further away, stared wide-eyed at Shadow Chun, who was sitting on Xia Tong's lap.

So... it can be done like this?

She blinked her deep purple-red eyes, and a thought quietly emerged in her mind, carrying a pure longing that had just been born and a trace of envy that she herself did not yet fully understand.

That location looks like...

Even unconsciously, Dark Shadow Mountain Dream drifted a little closer in that direction, then stopped somewhat timidly, only looking at Xia Tong and Dark Shadow Chun with her big eyes, her eyes filled with undisguised longing.

After receiving a satisfactory explanation, Shadow Camellia did not linger on Xia Tong's lap for long.

She floated up lightly, her gaze shifting to the other side of the room—

There, just as Xia Tong was explaining to An Ying Chun, Shan Meng curiously flew to Jiu Qian Sui's side and started talking to her.

A thoughtful look flashed in Shadow Camellia's red eyes before she floated toward them.

"...So, Your Excellency, the Ninth Thousand Years,"

Shanmeng's voice carried a hint of doubt, "Why didn't you choose to be subdued by the Flower Fairy Magician, but instead stayed here?"

Upon hearing this, the Ninth Prince's face showed obvious surprise. She even took a slight step back, looking at Shan Meng with disbelief: "Shan Meng, don't you know?"

"Know what?"

Shan Meng tilted her head, her eyes clear yet confused.

The Ninth Prince's expression turned serious. She lowered her voice and revealed a terrifying secret: "There are subordinates of the Dark God outside, also 'searching' for us. They're not using any gentle methods of forging alliances."

She paused, then continued, "They use special methods to control the Flower Fairy King and force us to obey."

Shan Meng gently shook her head, a hint of seriousness and confusion flashing in her eyes: "I... I'm not quite sure. I've been sleeping inside the flowers all this time, and I only recently woke up."

"You are so lucky."

Looking at Shan Meng's bewildered expression, Jiu Qian Sui sighed, his tone complex, "We didn't run into those troublesome guys directly."

Just as the Ninth Prince was marveling at Shan Meng's good fortune, and Shan Meng was processing this unsettling information, Shadow Chun gracefully floated to their side.

Yamamu noticed the arrival of Shadow Tsubaki first, then turned to look at her.

Shan Meng's face showed no surprise, but rather a gentle inquiry.

She gently turned to face the shadow of Tsubaki, her voice still soft, carrying a hint of confirmation: "You are... uh, the shadow of Tsubaki?"

The question was direct, without any derogatory or provocative intent, merely based on perception and confirmation of facts. Shan Meng's gaze was clear, as if she were simply recognizing an old acquaintance whose demeanor had drastically changed.

"Um."

Shadow Camellia neither denied it nor showed any sign of being offended; she simply nodded slightly.