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

Under Hong Yu's expectant gaze, Xia Tong lowered her head and pondered for a moment.

In Earth's cultures, "fulfilling a vow" is a solemn matter—it requires sincerity and must correspond to the wishes one made; it cannot be done hastily or perfunctorily.

He had just asked about the rules of the Labbel Continent, and since Hongyu did not answer, he would follow human etiquette.

He raised his head, his gaze returning to Hongyu.

The Peach Blossom Fairy King was floating in front of the peach tree, her pink eyes clear and bright, filled with childlike curiosity, waiting for a "return gift" she had never received before.

Xia Tong extended her other free hand, palm up, fingers slightly curled.

At first, there were only a few extremely fine pink dust particles, which emerged from the void and lingered between his fingers.

Then, the light dust began to flow and converge, as if an invisible, skillful hand was weaving it.

A peach blossom bracelet gradually took shape, its surface shimmering with the soft, pinkish-white luster of a peach blossom in its first bloom.

"Here in our area,"

As Xia Tong looked down at the bracelet that was gradually taking shape in her hand, she explained, "After making a wish to a sentient being, it's common to leave a small token of gratitude. It could be food, a handmade item, or something else..."

He looked up at Hongyu: "A memento related to a wish."

Hongyu blinked, and the confusion in her pink eyes was gradually replaced by a soft emotion.

"But... all you wished for was to know my name."

She whispered, "Is this some kind of big deal worth fulfilling a vow for?"

"A name is very important."

Xia Tong's answer was natural. He handed the peach blossom bracelet that had already taken shape in his hand towards Hong Yu—he didn't force it on her, but simply left it hanging in mid-air, a gesture that allowed her to choose whether to accept it.

"A name is the starting point for an existence to connect with the world."

He paused, then continued, "And you've fulfilled my wish. It may have been simple for you, but for me, it answered my question. So, thank you."

Hongyu looked at the bracelet, then at Xia Tong's calm eyes.

Then she reached out, her fingertips touching the bracelet—

"Forehead……"

Xia Tong blinked, looked at the bracelet, and fell silent.

He seemed to have forgotten to consider the magnitude of the red rain.

This means that a bracelet that would fit a normal-sized ordinary person like Xia Tong would be completely unsuitable for a flower fairy king like Hong Yu.

After all, Hongyu is only about 30 centimeters tall.

"Wait a minute, I'll change it (￣ェ￣;)."

Xia Tong looked up at Hong Yu and made a suggestion.

Hongyu looked at Xia Tong's slightly embarrassed expression, then looked down at her own small hands, and compared them to the bracelet that was obviously made for "adult" size, and suddenly burst out laughing.

The laughter was crisp and melodious, carrying a sense of relief and a touch of good-natured teasing.

"It's okay."

She shook her head, a warm smile on her face, her pink eyes curving into crescents. "Don't worry, I'm very happy, really. Thank you for the gift; it's the first 'thank you gift' I've ever received."

As she spoke, she stretched out her small hand, but instead of taking the bracelet, she gently slipped her hand through it.

Then, a strange thing happened.

As if in response to her touch and acceptance, the peach blossom bracelet, which was originally the wrong size, suddenly emitted a brighter pink halo than before.

As the light shimmered, the bracelet seemed to come alive, automatically and smoothly shrinking and adjusting.

In the blink of an eye, the bracelet shrunk to a size that perfectly fits Hongyu's slender wrist. It was neither too big nor too small, and it gracefully encircled her wrist, radiating a soft luster and a light fragrance, as if it had been tailor-made for her.

Hongyu raised her wrist, looked at it curiously and happily from side to side, and gently shook it.

The shrunken bracelet was incredibly light and didn't hinder her movements at all. The peach wood beads touched the thin petals, producing a melodious sound that was almost inaudible.

"See, that's perfect!"

She showed Xia Tong her wrist, adorned with the new bracelet, a bright smile on her face, tinged with a touch of pride. "I love it! I really love it! Thank you for the gift and for your thoughtfulness!"

Xia Tong was slightly taken aback upon seeing this, then smiled and nodded, her slight embarrassment vanishing.

It seems that this size adaptation is indeed not a problem for the Elf King.

"I'm glad you like it. I'll be going now, see you later."

After saying that, he reached out and pulled Shadow Chun beside him, then turned around decisively and walked towards the direction where Shan Shan was waiting outside the park.

"Okay, see you later."

Hongyu nodded obediently, then flew up lightly and landed on a lower branch of the peach tree behind her.

She swung her legs, looked down at the delicate peach blossom bracelet on her wrist again, and felt a warm, unprecedented sense of satisfaction filling her heart.

She subconsciously shook her wrist slightly again, and listening to the almost inaudible, pleasant clinking sound, her smile deepened.

Only after Xia Tong and An Ying Chun's figures disappeared did the thoughts that had initially drifted away due to the surprise of "receiving a gift" seem to be gently pulled back by an invisible thread.

and many more……

Hong Yu's relaxed and cheerful expression suddenly froze for a moment.

She blinked her big pink eyes, looked up, and gazed blankly in the direction Xia Tong and the others had left, then looked down at the bracelet on her wrist.

A crucial question that had been temporarily forgotten now clearly surfaced in her mind:

"Forehead……"

She murmured to herself, a hint of belated realization and confusion in her voice, "What...why did they come here again?"

Fragments of memory rushed back—

The human girl named Shanshan who cried under the peach tree; the girl's wish to "grow up quickly"; the girl's terrified face shortly after I "fulfilled" her wish; "Shanshan's wish" that Xia Tong mentioned when she appeared; and Shadow Chun's sharp accusation, "You call that 'fulfilling'?"...

All the clues are connected.

Hongyu let out an "Ah!" and gently patted her forehead with her small hand. Her face instantly showed a mixture of annoyance, embarrassment, and a hint of anxiety.

So what do we do now? They've already left...

On the other side, Xia Tong and An Ying Chun had just walked out of Andromeda Park.

Just then, Shadow Tsubaki, who had been quietly floating beside him as if merely following, suddenly spoke.

"That gift just now,"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried a unique tone, seemingly casual yet actually very concerned, "You did it pretty quickly."

Xia Tong didn't stop walking, but turned her head slightly to look at her, keenly catching the almost imperceptible awkwardness beneath her calm tone.

"A gift? You said it was for Hongyu..."

"snort."

An Yingchun let out a soft hum from her nose, interrupting him, and finally turned her gaze to his face.

Those beautiful, deep red eyes, devoid of the sharpness or mockery they held when facing strangers, instead flowed with a more complex emotion—

A hint of obvious displeasure, a hint of concern that was being suppressed, and a trace of almost imperceptible... awkward anticipation.

"So you like to give those...delicate little trinkets?"

Xia Tong listened, a slight smile playing on her lips, then, in a relaxed tone tinged with understanding, she directly pointed out:

"Tsubaki, you wouldn't... want a present too, would you?"

"Who, who wants that kind of thing!"

Shadow Chun reacted almost instantly, her voice rising slightly, her deep red eyes glaring at Xia Tong, while a faint blush appeared at the tips of her ears, creating a subtle contrast with her cold and aloof demeanor.

"I... I just think that since you have the time to prepare some kind of 'wish-fulfilling gift' for that Peach Blossom Fairy King you've only known for a short time and who's always causing trouble, you might as well put more effort into something more important!"

Despite saying that, her flight path moved almost imperceptibly closer to Xia Tong, and her arms tightened slightly as she hugged him.

He had an arrogant look on his face, as if to say, "I don't care, but it's wrong of you not to prepare anything for me."

Xia Tong looked at An Ying Chun's adorable contrast—she clearly cared a lot, yet she insisted on putting on a haughty act—and her smile almost overflowed.

"Alright, alright, Tsubaki doesn't want 'that kind of thing'."

He initially went along with what she said, then changed the subject, "However... I'll also prepare a gift for you, Tsubaki, you can look forward to it."

Shadow Chun suddenly turned her face away, slightly raised her chin, and let out a barely audible, ambiguous hum from her nose.

"Who, who wants to look forward to this! It's boring!"

She didn't refute the topic of "gifts" or "expectations" anymore, but quietly turned her head back a little, quickly glancing at Xia Tong out of the corner of her eye. After confirming that the gentle smile on his face was not a joke, she quickly looked away.

The blush on the tips of her ears seemed more pronounced, but her tightly pursed lips subtly relaxed, even curving upwards into an almost invisible, joyful arc.

Afterwards, Shadow Camellia stopped mentioning Red Rain or the gift, and instead, as if the conversation had never happened, turned her gaze forward and spoke in her usual slightly cold but now noticeably gentler tone:

"This is a small matter... whatever you want. Aren't we supposed to be looking for that person named Shanshan? What are you still standing here for?"

Xia Tong nodded: "You're right, business is important. We need to hurry, hopefully Shan Shan's emotions are still stable."

Without another word, the two quickly headed in the direction where they had previously settled Shanshan.

Before long, they saw the figure sitting on the bench with his head bowed deeply.

Shan Shan stared at her own palm, the hand of an adult woman with distinct knuckles, as if looking at a strange and terrifying object. Fear and confusion almost overwhelmed her.

Xia Tong stopped a short distance away.

He didn't immediately go forward to disturb her, but instead raised the hand that had been holding the small black ball.

That perfectly round, dull, jet-black ball, taken from the shadow of the red rain.

Then, Xia Tong extended the index finger of her other hand, her fingertip gathering magic power, and gently touched the surface of the black sphere.

"friend,"

He spoke to the thing in his hand, "Can you do me a favor?"