“So that’s how it is…”
Fumier seemed to sense the inner conflict her sister Xingyao was feeling. Her little head drooped as she sank into a troubled sort of worry.
When it came to interpersonal relationships, Fumier really couldn’t come up with any good solutions. After all, even when dealing with her own family, she…
The atmosphere inside the car suddenly fell silent. After a while, Ye Xingyao glanced down at where the car was now and spoke to the girl in the back seat.
“Fumier, we’re here. Sister Hongye should have given you access to the gate, right? Tomorrow, after Xiaoyue and I get out of class, we’ll come over and properly thank you.”
“I do have gate access, but Sister Xingyao is being too polite. There’s something Fumier needs Sister Xingyao’s help with too!”
Fumier said anxiously. In her view, she completely trusted the Star Elf lady. Whatever she said, Fumier would do her best to accomplish, let alone something as important as rescuing her sister.
Even though she had read about some of the etiquette between Zhongzhou people and friends, she still instinctively felt flattered at this moment.
“Oh? Is there something I can help with? Fumier, just say it!”
Ye Xingyao looked at her happily through the rearview mirror, asking with keen interest.
“Well… Fumier is a little embarrassed to say, but…”
Anyone could hear the nervousness and hesitation in Fumier’s words.
“Is it something you find hard to talk about?”
“It’s not that… it’s just… Sister Xingyao…”
“Mm?”
“Let me think how to say this word in Zhongzhou language… Right, dependence! Sister Xingyao, I’ve become a little dependent on you…”
Ye Xingyao raised an eyebrow. She roughly understood what those words meant, but she wasn’t quite sure what Fumier was really trying to say.
“So… can Sister Xingyao give Fumier some more blood next week?”
Fumier’s pretty face flushed bright red. She twisted the hem of her skirt in her hands, as if merely making this request had taken everything she had.
“Huh? Of course. If you need it tomorrow…”
Ye Xingyao was stunned for a moment. She hadn’t expected the girl’s request to be so simple. With her current recovery ability, providing two hundred milliliters of blood was more than enough. Even if there was some effect, it would probably be mostly gone within a day.
“No, no, no, no… no need to rush! Just… once a week, on Monday or the weekend, giving Fumier some would be enough… Before, Fumier rarely drank blood…”
The Star Elf’s presence startled Fumier into frantically waving her hands and speaking incoherently. But in her heart, she was marveling—
No wonder she was chosen to be a Star Elf! Coming to Zhongzhou alone to find her was absolutely the right decision!
“Is that so… Then why didn’t Miss Fumier drink blood before?”
Ye Xingyao asked curiously. Earlier, Fumier had shown such an irresistible craving for her blood in front of her…
“Ah, I let that slip…”
Fumier’s body trembled slightly. She looked as nervous as a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
“It’s okay. If you don’t want to talk about it, let’s tentatively set it for next Monday morning. I’ll bring you a bag of blood. Any requirements for freshness or storage?”
“Mm… the closer the blood is to being drawn, the better. If Sister Xingyao has any wounds that are bleeding, you can give them to Fumier too! Fumier’s Blood Fang has painkilling and healing effects.”
“So Blood Elves’ Blood Fang is that amazing?”
Ye Xingyao blinked. Did her little team now have some medical capability too?
“The reason Fumier doesn’t drink blood is that she seems to have some strange illness…”
“Huh? Is there anything uncomfortable about Fumier?”
Hearing about a health problem, Yi Shiyue, who hadn’t spoken in a while, asked with concern.
“No, it’s just… Fumier’s hair color is different from other Blood Elves, and I’m not interested in most creatures’ blood. In fact, I find it a bit disgusting to taste…”
Fumier shook her head and shot a grateful look at Yi Shiyue before continuing.
“Also, as a Blood Elf, I can’t absorb energy from food like other elves and humans do. Unless it’s necessary, I don’t choose to actively drink blood… That’s why I have a one-day weakness period every month. After the weakness period, I have to absorb some blood, or else Fumier will be drowsy all day…”
“But—but—!”
A glint of excitement flickered in Fumier’s bright red eyes. She looked at Ye Xingyao with the adoration of a little fangirl, making the latter feel a bit uncomfortable.
“Sister Xingyao’s blood doesn’t have that feeling. Before I tasted Sister Xingyao’s blood, I never thought blood could taste good!”
Ye Xingyao looked at Fumier’s excited state, exchanged a glance with Yi Shiyue, and they silently communicated.
“Could it be that only High Elves’ blood appeals to you, Fumier?”
Yi Shiyue’s eyes flickered as she proposed a hypothesis.
“This… Fumier doesn’t know…”
Fumier sank into thought. She really had never considered that question. Even if she had suspected as much, in a clan made up entirely of Blood Elves, she had no chance to find another Advanced Elf to try it out…
Besides, a girl with a timid personality like hers could never bring herself to say things like, “Hello, could you give me some of your blood to taste?”
“How about tomorrow, I take out some of my blood and let you give it a try, Fumier?”
Yi Shiyue pushed the topic a little further.
“If Sister Xiaoyue is okay with it… we can try… Well, I’ll get out of the car now! Bye-bye, Sister Xingyao and Sister Xiaoyue!”
It seemed the earlier questions had made Fumier a bit uncomfortable. She hurriedly said goodbye to the girls in the car, got out, and trotted off toward the safehouse.
Watching her figure disappear into the city, Ye Xingyao and Yi Shiyue exchanged a glance and smiled in unison.
“Pfft…”
“Mm…”
“It’s kind of like we’ve adopted another little sister.”
Ye Xingyao commented.
“Anyway, Fumier is a good kid.”
Yi Shiyue nodded.
“Let’s head back to the Human Alliance’s relocation house first. Take good care of Sister Xingling, and we have to think about how to explain things to her.”
Yi Shiyue spoke.
Of course, she was included in the scope of people who needed to explain things to Sister Xingling.
Likewise, the information Ye Xingling would need to accept wasn’t just about her “brother,” but also about the neighbor sister she had been so close with for years.
She wondered what kind of expression that little Magical Girl would make when she found out that her “brother” was actually an elf who had turned into an “older sister,” and that her dependable neighbor sister was also an elf.