["Who are you?" Ling Ling asked suspiciously, eyeing the three girls.

"Hello! Miss Ling Ling and Brother Ye... ah, Sister! It’s been so long. This place hasn’t changed much!" Bainasi bowed politely to Lin Ye (in women’s clothing) and Ling Ling, then cast a complex glance toward Lin Ye.

"I’m Luna, and she’s Stella. We’re Miss Bainasi’s personal maids!" Luna announced, performing an elegant French curtsy.

Seeing Bainasi’s conflicted look, I realized this lovely girl was mistaken. Just as I was about to clear it up, Ling Ling suddenly snapped, "That’s Yeer’s limited-edition chibi doll in your hand! Who... who exactly are you?"

I was speechless. Chibi? Limited edition? What the heck?

"Because Yeer and I... Sister once made a promise—to marry when we grew up!" Bainasi said shyly. The twins beside her squealed.

"Sister, could this be the legendary..." Stella chirped excitedly.

"Exactly! My dear sister, this is straight out of a harem anime! The girl assumes the guy promised marriage, but he never took it seriously. She takes it literally and forces him into a melodramatic wedding!" Luna explained.

I was too drained to comment. These twins were something else.

"Miss Lunas, stop teasing me!" Bainasi puffed her cheeks slightly, looking utterly adorable.

"Yeer, is this true? Are you really marrying someone else? Don’t you want Sister anymore? Yeer, hahahahaha! Then I’ll just kill this little vixen and commit suicide with Yeer! We can be together forever, hahahaha!" Dark aura thickened around Ling Ling to an extreme.

"Sister, don’t go full yandere on your own! Bainasi, what’s going on? Why don’t I remember?" I stammered, cold sweat beading on my brow.

"Oh right! Your parents sealed your memories to protect you!" Bainasi sighed.

"The parents you mentioned... could it be..." I gasped.

"Yes—the parents of you two sisters!" Bainasi dropped a bombshell that stunned us both.

"And they..." I probed hesitantly.

"They’re... gone," Bainasi said sadly.

"I see," I replied flatly.

"Sister... aren’t you sad?" Bainasi asked uncertainly.

"I cried enough back then. Now, memories of Mom and Dad are fading... just a faint sorrow left," Lin Ye said dejectedly, a trace of melancholy in her eyes making her look pitiful.

"Sister Yeer! Waaah! You’re so pitiful! I’m so sorry I couldn’t stay by your side!" Bainasi sobbed, lunging at Lin Ye and greedily inhaling my scent.

Bainasi knocked me over, pinning me under her soft body. The sensation was oddly comfortable—and utterly disorienting.

I got pinned by a young girl? Shouldn’t it be the other way around? I groaned inwardly.

"You... want to die?" Ling Ling snarled, veins bulging on her forehead, dark energy swirling around her.

"Sister, calm down—it’s probably a misunderstanding!" I pleaded.

"Hahahaha! A misunderstanding? My precious Yeer got pinned, and you think ‘oopsie’ fixes it? I’m not stupid! Pinning Yeer is my privilege alone!" Ling Ling raged, her dark aura spiking off the charts.

"Well, thank you, Sister Ling, for staying with my Yeer all these years. But from now on, I’ll be the one to accompany her—as her wife," Bainasi said sweetly, unaware she’d just delivered the final blow.

I heard something snap in Sister’s head. We were doomed. All I could do was pray.

"Disappear, you little vixen!" Ling Ling charged, wielding not blue ice flowers but yandere-style black ones.

"Is this the legendary harem showdown, Sister?" Stella cheered.

"Absolutely! When rivals meet, they tear each other apart. This is the ultimate harem showdown!" Luna chimed in.

Watching them banter back and forth, I was exasperated. That’s your master! Won’t you even help?

Just as I moved to shield Bainasi, a protective barrier flared around her, blocking Ling Ling’s black ice flowers.

"What... is this?" Ling Ling gasped.

"It’s a royal White Dragon Clan trait—a self-activating barrier that blocks several attacks. Totally natural and reliable! Essential for assassination prevention!" Stella explained like a spokesperson.

I’d heard the White Dragon Clan had insane defense, but this was next-level—like cheating. Wait, she said White Dragon Clan... could Bainasi be...

"Are you from the White Dragon Clan?" I asked Bainasi.

"Mhm! What’s wrong, Sister? You’ve got a White Dragon Clan princess as your fiancée now. Happy?" Bainasi grinned, then flicked her delicate tongue across Lin Ye’s cheek.

The pleasant sensation made me gasp softly. Seeing my reaction, Bainasi smirked wickedly.

Watching Bainasi’s bold move, Ling Ling went berserk, hammering the white barrier until it cracked. She lunged at Bainasi.

Sensing the barrier’s collapse, I wrapped my arms around Bainasi from behind and kissed Ling Ling mid-charge.

Gently stroking her head, I soothed her. Bainasi’s face darkened as she muttered, "I’m supposed to be Sister Yeer’s wife... I’ll kiss her too later!"

"Wow! Sister, that’s a kiss, right? Lin Ye’s so bold!" Stella squealed.

"Mhm! It’s how lovers show affection," Luna affirmed.

I ignored the twins’ commentary.

Ling Ling’s aura calmed; the ice orbs in her hands dissolved.

Feeling her relax, I let go. Suddenly, the Sacred Eye’s voice echoed:

"My Lord! Bainasi behind you possesses the Eye of Truth. It seems desperate to convey something to me!"]