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

Hongyu paused slightly, then curiously solidified her form, her pink eyes gazing at the newcomer.

Meanwhile, Xia Tong was still thinking about Shan Shan's situation.

So, as long as Shanshan doesn't run around, she should be fine on her own... right?

Previously, Xia Tong brought Shadow Mountain Dream and Shadow Nine Thousand Years to school, but they both seemed to dislike the way they behaved in school. So Xia Tong told them to stay at home.

At this moment, Shadow Mountain Dream and Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old were at home playing with Cheng Yi.

Therefore, Xia Tong currently only carries Shadow Chun and Nine Thousand Years with her.

But the Ninth Prince is currently "sleeping," and Xia Tong can tell from An Ying Chun's expression that she doesn't like being there, so she can only leave Shan Shan there alone for now.

Then, Xia Tong's thoughts were interrupted by the slightly displeased voice of Shadow Chun:

"The taste here is really strange, sickeningly sweet, and there's also a... forced restlessness."

She looked critically at the peach blossoms covering the tree, saying, "The fact that they're blooming so profusely is actually quite unpleasant."

Upon hearing this, Xia Tong gently patted An Yingchun's hand (this action made An Yingchun slightly startled, and she turned her face away, but did not dodge), indicating that she should calm down.

He looked up, his gaze meeting that of Hong Yu, who was curiously observing them.

Hongyu watched the pair of the human and the flower fairy with great interest.

"Oh?"

She spoke first, her voice still clear and crisp, filled with fresh curiosity, "Another human who can see me has arrived, and this 'companion' beside you... um?"

Hongyu's words abruptly ended, then she frowned, her gaze lingering on An Ying Chun. "You are... Chun?"

Shadow Chun snorted coldly, clearly having no interest in wasting words with this "sweet" peach blossom fairy king.

"It's just a coincidence of names, you don't need to worry about it."

Xia Tong took a few steps forward, casually and naturally shielding An Ying Chun behind her, and calmly continued the conversation.

"You're the Peach Blossom Fairy King? So it was you who granted Shan Shan's wish?"

"Oh, right~"

Hongyu nodded, a smile returning to her face, tinged with a naive yet self-assured air.

"She made a wish to me so sincerely and so earnestly. She hoped to 'grow up quickly,' to become sensible, and to have her parents spend more time with her... I heard such a beautiful wish, so of course I had to help her make it come true! So..."

She paused, then continued, "Are you here to help her fulfill her vow? Because I granted her wish."

"Oh."

Shadow Chun couldn't help but scoff, her voice filled with undisguised mockery. "You call that 'realization'? A mentally immature girl is forcibly stuffed into an adult's body, leaving her only with fear and collapse. Is that what you call 'help'?"

Hongyu's smile froze for a moment, as if she had been stung by An Yingchun's sharp words.

But she quickly raised her face again, with a hint of defiance:

"But! Her wish is to 'grow up quickly'! By accelerating her physical growth, isn't that directly fulfilling her wish? As for her fear... well, that's because she hasn't adapted yet! She'll naturally mature and become stronger later!"

Hmm... why does this Elf King seem like Shan Meng, trying to do good but ending up with bad results?

As Xia Tong listened to Hong Yu's words, she unconsciously recalled the first time she met Shan Meng, the fairy king of daphne flowers.

At that time, she trapped people in her dreams because she enjoyed having beautiful dreams and playing with others. It wasn't malicious in essence; she was just immersed in her own logic and failed to consider things thoroughly.

By the way, her ability is...

"Will your wish be granted directly?"

Xia Tong stared at Hong Yu's pink eyes, which still held a hint of innocence and stubbornness, and repeated her words, her tone neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

He didn't dwell on whether it counted as help; instead, he accepted her "rules."

Then, under the slightly puzzled gaze of Hong Yu and the slightly raised eyebrows of An Ying Chun, Xia Tong made an unexpected move.

He took two more steps forward, getting closer to the flourishing peach tree and the floating red rain, then slowly closed his eyes, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and made a wish in his heart.

—I want to know your… Peach Blossom Fairy King’s name.

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the shadowy Chun standing to the side as she wondered about Xia Tong's actions, but she remained silent, simply watching Xia Tong's profile.

Hongyu tilted her head curiously, looking at the human boy whose behavior had suddenly changed, not understanding why he had suddenly made a wishing gesture.

Did he give up arguing and instead want to make a wish to her?

Before Hongyu could figure it out, her pink eyes suddenly widened, and for the first time, a clear look of astonishment appeared on her face.

Because she received this "wish" with perfect clarity.

It wasn't a vague yearning, nor a request to change external things, but something about her—

"you……"

Hongyu's voice was filled with surprise, and she even forgot to maintain her lively tone, "Your wish... is to know my name?"

"what?"

Xia Tong opened her eyes, lowered her hands, and looked at him with curiosity. "Is it impossible? Or... am I not sincere enough?"

"No, it's not that I'm not sincere enough..."

Hongyu waved her hands somewhat awkwardly, her fluffy hair swaying with her movement. "The wish itself is very clear, and also... special. But..."

A complex emotion flickered in her pink eyes.

But after a few seconds of silence, she took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind.

"My name... is 'Red Rain'."

Xia Tong nodded, a gentle smile appearing on her face:

"Hongyu, what a beautiful name, thank you for telling me."

Then, under Hong Yu's gaze, which was both relieved and curious, Xia Tong closed her eyes again and clasped her hands together in front of her chest, clearly preparing to make another wish.

"Eh?"

Hongyu was taken aback, then almost instinctively interrupted him, "You...you still want to make a promise?"

She flew closer, her pink eyes wide with disbelief.

"Haven't we already told you your name? Your wish has already been 'fulfilled'!"

Xia Tong opened her eyes, her face displaying an air of unquestionable innocence:

"Yes, my first wish came true. But now I have a second wish, is that not allowed?"

He paused, tilted his head slightly, and asked in a purely inquisitive tone:

"Can I only make one wish?"

"No... that condition doesn't exist."

Hongyu was momentarily speechless at the question. She blinked, recalling her previous memories, "No one has ever... made two wishes in a row. Usually they make one, but..."

Then she didn't continue—but later they would all run back, hoping that Hongyu would lift the spell on them. No one had ever made two wishes in a row like Xia Tong.

"Okay, alright..."

Hongyu changed her mind, but the curiosity in her eyes completely overshadowed her previous surprise and confusion, "Then... what is your second wish?"

At this moment, Hongyu suddenly felt a little expectant. What kind of "special" wish would this strange human boy make?

Then, Xia Tong raised her hand again, wanting to make a wish gesture again.

However, just as his hands were about to come together, he stopped and lowered them.

Xia Tong looked at Hong Yu's pink eyes, which were filled with curiosity and expectation, and gave her a thoughtful expression.

"Hongyu, before making my second wish, I suddenly wonder... what would you do if my wish conflicted with someone else's?"

"conflict?"

Hongyu blinked.

"Well, let me give you an example."

Xia Tong gave a simple example: "Someone makes a wish to you, that he really wants a pudding. At the same time, or rather later, I also make a wish to you, that he—won't get that pudding."

This question is very direct, even a bit childishly tricky.

Hongyu barely hesitated; her brows furrowed slightly, and a serious, almost instinctive expression of disapproval appeared on her face.

She shook her head, her voice much more serious than before:

"No, you can't make that kind of wish."

Hongyu emphasized, "It is wrong to base one's wishes on the suffering of others. Wishes should be beautiful, bringing joy or hope. If someone wishes to hurt others or deprive others of their legitimate joy, I may 'hear' such a wish, but... I will not actually 'fulfill' it. Because that goes against the true meaning of a wish."

"Yeah?"

Xia Tong touched her chin. Based on Hong Yu's answer, it wasn't that she couldn't do it, but that she wouldn't.

It seems that we can't restore Shan Shan to normal by making a wish, but the shadow should be able to do it, or perhaps her sister can subdue her.

Speaking of which, where's my sister? Didn't Shanshan say that she and Qian Han were already here?

Thinking this, Xia Tong looked around.

"What are you looking at?"

Seeing him looking around, Hongyu asked curiously.

"No, it's nothing."

Xia Tong snapped out of his reverie and casually replied, then subtly adjusted his position.

The afternoon sun was just right, casting dappled shadows on the ground through the branches and leaves of the peach trees.

He took two steps so that Hongyu's shadow was cast onto the ground in front of him by the sun.

Xia Tong squatted down, extended her right index finger, and gently touched Hong Yu's shadow—the shadow rippled out with an extremely subtle black ripple, almost invisible to the naked eye, the moment Xia Tong's fingertip touched it.

Immediately afterwards, a deep, dark blackness, seemingly capable of absorbing all light, slowly "floated" up from the center of the ripples, transforming into a perfectly round, dull black sphere.

Xia Tong stood up and held it in her palm.

The black ball lay quietly in his palm, its surface smooth and without any reflection, as if a small, condensed piece of the night sky had been plucked from his palm.

Then Xia Tong looked up at Hong Yu, who was in mid-air and was curious about his actions, and gave her a peaceful, grateful smile.

"Thank you for making my wish come true."

Hongyu paused for a moment, blinking her pink eyes as if processing the meaning of those words.

Then she remembered something and asked:

"So... what about your second wish? Aren't you going to make another one?"

Xia Tong shook her head:

"No, it's no longer necessary. I already know what I wanted to know."

Through this conversation and probing, they have learned about Hongyu's abilities and name, and have also obtained her shadow.

The only downside is that my older sister has disappeared. I can only try to get Shanshan back to normal first, and then go look for her.

Hongyu opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to ask more questions, but seeing Xia Tong's calm eyes, she ultimately only muttered softly, "Strange human..."

At this moment, Xia Tong suddenly turned his head to look at the shadowy Chun that had been quietly floating beside him.

"Tsubaki, what's your wish? You can try making a wish to Hongyu."

Shadow Camellia glanced at Red Rain beside her, her chin slightly raised, and a clear, cold snort escaped from her nose, her tone full of undisguised disdain:

"I'm not going to make a wish to that sweet-talking guy."

Her finger pointed unceremoniously at Hongyu, who was sitting quietly to the side, her movements elegant yet utterly contemptuous.

Hongyu: "...?"

She was just sitting quietly and got shot? Sweet? Is that how you describe her? Peach blossoms are supposed to smell sweet! And... this "Camellia" attitude is completely different from the dignified and gentle feeling of the Camellia Fairy Queen Camellia?

Hongyu pouted, feeling a little aggrieved, but then, remembering what the other person had just accused her of, she felt that... it wasn't entirely unreasonable.

So that slight grievance turned into a subtle awkwardness, and she then looked away.

Xia Tong was not surprised by Shadow Chun's reaction; she simply shrugged.

"Alright, if you don't want to, then we'll go back and find Shanshan first."

With that, he turned and left with Shadow Camellia, heading towards the park's exit—the place where he had asked Shan Shan to wait.

However, after taking only two steps, Xia Tong suddenly stopped.

He realized he seemed to have missed something—after all, Hongyu had indeed fulfilled his wish (by telling him his name), and Hongyu had also mentioned the word "fulfilling a vow" before.

In the culture of making wishes, it seems that having one's wishes fulfilled is a customary etiquette.

So he turned around and looked again at the red rain that was still suspended in the same place.

Hongyu became a little nervous under his gaze: "Is...is there anything else?"

Xia Tong cleared her throat and asked in a very serious tone:

"In the continent of Labbel, if someone's wish is granted... what is usually given as a 'wish fulfillment'? Or are there any specific customs?"

He paused, then added, "I'm just an Earthling, I don't really understand your customs."

This question was asked too suddenly, and it's also too...strange.

Hongyu blinked blankly.

Because in her memory, no one had ever "fulfilled a vow" before.

Yes, never.

People come to make wishes and are overjoyed when their wishes come true (at least for the time being), but then they run back in terror because the wishes bring unexpected and terrible consequences, asking her to "lift the spell" and "restore everything to normal".

Therefore, when Xia Tong asked this question so naturally and naturally, Hong Yu was momentarily at a loss for words.

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Xia Tong had a thoughtful expression on her face.

He thought that this matter might involve some kind of tacit understanding or rule among the Elf Kings, or that the weight of the gift was not something that could be explicitly stated by the person in question.

and so……

"Well then, Hongyu, as an Earthling, I will 'fulfill my vow' in my own way."

Hongyu looked at him curiously, her pink eyes rekindling with anticipation—this time, it was pure curiosity about the unknown.