"Darling, I never expected you to harm such a young child."

"Master, I always thought you were a serious person."

"Living a peaceful life with just the two of them would have been enough."

"I once thought that even in the royal family, I could find a genuine relationship."

(Together) "It turns out I have been wrong about you all along!"

As Wang Xiaole thought about Bai Meow getting involved in emotional entanglements, turning the two-way relationship into a love triangle...

Soon, the images of the two girls floated into his mind, accompanied by phantom sounds echoing in his ears.

Worrying about the future caused a sharp pain in his stomach, and he instinctively hugged his head, crouching on the ground.

At this moment, Myin squatted down concernedly, patting his back with her hand, comforting him:

"Master is also going through a lot..."

"Don't act like you're not involved, I'm so distressed, and you are definitely 'not without credit' for that!"

Wang Xiaole quickly pushed away her hand, revealing a gaze full of resentment, ready to turn into a cursing glare at any moment.

In response, Myin defended herself with a sense of grievance:

"You can't put it that way. If the master can't handle even three people, what will happen when the number increases in the future?"

"How can you be so sure that the number of people in my harem will continue to increase?"

"It's a secret of the girls, not to be revealed. "

"Then can you give me a reason to talk about harem topics with you?"

"Alright! The reason is: this topic is related to the master's desires."

"I haven't even said anything yet. How do you know what my wish is?"

"Master, you don't need to say much, I know: you must want to return to the place where you were born, right?"

"No!"

Wang Xiaole straightforwardly rejected Myin's assumption, which somewhat caught her off guard.

Although Myin knew a lot of things, she couldn't read minds after all, so at this moment, she was also curious.

"Why hasn't the master thought of making a wish for me to help you go back?"

Most time-travelers who come to another world usually have the desire to return home.

Even though her "knowledge" was based on reading a lot of ancient Chinese novels, it did reflect common human nature.

Nobody is heartless, and she believed that the young man in front of her was no exception, there must be some hidden secrets.

"Master, are you hiding something from me?"

Faced with the girl's serious expression, Wang Xiaole initially wanted to conceal it; however, he couldn't help but answer after Myin stared at him intently for a long time:

"In fact, I am an adopted son of my current parents, not their biological one."

As Wang Xiaole uttered these words, he intentionally turned his head aside, not looking at Myin's reaction; he couldn't see Myin's expression, but he heard the voice ringing in his ear:

"How long has the master been here and only now reveals this setting? Isn't it a bit late?"

The secret that was spoken out with courage was immediately mocked by the other party with a single sentence.

At this point, Wang Xiaole's frustration was more evident on his forehead than before; the silent words conveyed by his expression seemed to say, "I won't trust others anymore."

Of course, Myin did not intend for him to form an opinion of her, her initial reaction was purely reflexive; in terms of inner thoughts, Myin still held some goodwill towards this guest she had dealt with several times; otherwise, she wouldn't have straightforwardly pointed out:

"Master still wants to go home or feels reluctant to leave his foster parents; it's just that you are a bit stubborn, and you have been unsure of how to go back, hence the indifferent attitude."

"I'm not."

"You are."

"I'm not."

"If I say so, then it's definitely true."

Myin, at this moment, resembled a solicitor inviting someone to join a dubious sect—her words were not particularly persuasive, but they could strike directly at the heart of the person she was talking to.

Under her consecutive affirmations, the individual finally stopped arguing and merely remained silent, implying a tentative acceptance of her statement.

Seeing the opportune time, Myin connected the seemingly illogical statements she made earlier:

"Master, do you remember? I owe you a wish, and you can use that wish to return to your warm home."

"Now I can't go back!"

"Because here in this world, you have met many important people, so you feel unable to leave them and go back alone?"

"I may not be necessary back home, but here is different; after all this time, how can I suddenly show up in front of them and leave without a word?"

"So, can the master completely let go of his hometown?"

"It's impossible to completely let go, I still have a sister there; one of the reasons I first took on this journey was to use your wish to bring my sister back by my side."

"Thinking that way, isn't the master being too much? First, making the foster parents lose a son, then preparing to let the adoptive parents lose a daughter, isn't that going too far?"

"..."

"Master didn't refute my words, but chose to remain silent; this shows that you also find the current situation somewhat unacceptable."

With all necessary groundwork laid, Myin proceeded with the final piece—to make her intentions clear; she voiced the brewed words from her heart:

"There is a way to solve the problem completely. As long as the master has the ability to balance both sides, allowing you to freely travel between the two worlds, all the problems will be solved."

"Is it really that easy to accomplish as it sounds?"

"Forgetful, master? That's how my life is, moving freely between two worlds as if taking a stroll on the street, and I can make you do the same."

At this point, a hint of imperceptible joy passed through Wang Xiaole's eyes; due to her ability to read people's expressions, Myin didn't overlook this reaction, nor did she ignore the crucial remark:

"Even if you can help me do this, I will have to pay a price, right?"

Wang Xiaole thought:

Just the reason for successfully clearing the last stage may not be enough for Myin to do him such a big favor; he felt that judging by her merchant-like character, she must have some sort of ulterior motive, waiting for him to fall into her trap.

Shortly after, Myin revealed the "trap" she had set up, explaining it straightforwardly:

"If the master can capture the hearts of the remaining six girls, make them all fall for you, I will fulfill that real wish, allowing you to freely travel between the two worlds!"

This unsurprising explanation made Wang Xiaole sigh, unsure if it was out of relief or concern:

"Indeed, you're bringing the conversation back around. "

"Exactly, why else would I say nonsensical things earlier to you? It was just to prepare you mentally."

"If we don't talk about the girls I deeply interacted with, we can't even gather eight;

Even if there were that many, and even if all of them fell for me...what is it that you gain from this, Myin?"

"Nothing much, I just want to see how far the master's emotions will progress. Satisfying my curiosity is a kind of gain too!"

"You may gain something, but I will end up as a plaything to those girls."

Gender transformation is terrifying; it can make a young man who never intended to be a girl make discordant statements, not realize the awkwardness even after saying it aloud in the previous second.

This detail is worth exploring;

Yet, at the moment, neither of them seemed inclined to dwell on such matters and continued their conversation:

"I didn't intend for the master to awaken a flirtatious nature; the girls I mentioned, whom you must have a certain affinity with; and I believe that as long as you spend enough time together, you will also grow to like them!"

"It's too early to talk about that now, let's discuss how to fulfill the wish..."

"No! To prevent the master from being complacent, I have reserved that wish for now! Once your conquest makes some progress, we can revisit the topic of the wish."

"Does that mean I have to start a 'harem of eight'?"

"To fulfill the master's desire to balance between the homeland and here, you have to."

"..."

"..."

Wang Xiaole's silence didn't signify his agreement with Myin's proposal. At most, he made a mental note of it and planned to address it later.

"In any case, let me ask about the progress of the conquest."

Unable to resist his curiosity, Wang Xiaole fell into Myin's plan, and she answered candidly:

"Three and a half."

"Three girls like me, but how did you calculate that half?"

"You're mistaken. Only two girls truly love you, the other three only 'half-like you,' totaling 'three and a half.'"

"What about the other three?"

"Two of them you haven't met yet, and one you are familiar with but haven't developed feelings for, so it will take some more time."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaole thought:

The apprentice should be one, Xiyue has successfully been wooed by me, making her the second; among the remaining individuals, Cai and Bai should be that 'half,' but who is the final one?

The question wasn't pondered for long, as Myin immediately provided a clue:

"Hint, the master's sister is one of the 'halves.'"

"Oh, I see, that explains it—how strange! Why is Yafu also included?"

"It's not about including her... the master's sister has always had a naive liking for you!"

Myin put on a slightly aggrieved expression, fingers pointing around, her eyes shifting between the nails and the overlapping digits.

It wasn't an attempt at being cute, just a way to soothe the other party's emotional turmoil with a gesture of endearing charm, an instinctive reaction.