Melly slept until noon, and when she woke up, she was greeted by a very unfamiliar bedroom. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The surrounding hues are mainly crimson, and the thick blackout curtains block the windows, so even at noon, there is not a single ray of sunlight penetrating in, and the room is still as dark as at night. As soon as you poke the curtain open a little with your finger, the glare of sunlight immediately penetrates and leaves a small spot of light on the opposite wall.

The mattress was goose down, covered with smooth silk sheets, and sleeping on it was like sleeping on a fluffy cream cake, and even the dreams contained sugar.

The mahogany furniture in the room has a classical Gothic atmosphere, giving people a delicate, mysterious, cold, and angular impression. Inside the house, Melly suddenly had the illusion of being in a medieval castle.

In a sense, it's not all delusion.

"Uh...... Heh......"

Melly sat up, yawned, and stretched out. She was now wearing a set of silver silk pajamas, which had been lent to her by the head maid of the house, and which fit her most or less, except for a slight tightness in her chest.

This was Melly's third day in Gensokyo, and her second day at the Red Devil Pavilion. She slept comfortably for fourteen hours, and when she woke up, she was refreshed and refreshed.

Melly had never been a person who liked to lie in bed, but here, the bed was soft and quiet, away from the hustle and bustle of the city and the alarm clock that had to be turned off, and the maids would never run to call for the morning without kindness. Therefore, she decided to "reward" herself a little.

Instead of interfering in the things she couldn't interfere with, and not investigating the secrets she didn't need to know, this time, she was just here for a vacation.

On vacation, you have to look like a vacation.

"Good morning, Hearn!" she said to herself, patting her cheek.

Albeit a little late, a new day has begun.

The outfit she had been wearing when she arrived was now neatly folded on the desk beside the bed, scented with laundry soap. It seems that some warm-hearted maid lady took her clothes while she slept, washed and dried them in an inexplicably short time, and quietly sent them back.

"Thank you very much, Miss Sakiya. Melly smiled as she looked at the clean clothes.

She got out of bed, changed into her own clothes, turned to rearrange the bedding, and placed the folded nightgown on it, then nodded in satisfaction and left the bedroom.

The corridor outside was empty, quiet, except for the footsteps of Melly alone, which was particularly harsh. She remembered that there were many fairy maids in this hall, all of them winged, petite and delicate, running around all day long, noisy and noisy, just like children. But along the way, she didn't even see the shadow of a maid, was it the stern maid who forbade them to come near here, so as not to disturb people's dreams?

If that's the case, she's really a little bit unhappy. This kind of courtesy, how can she, an ordinary female college student, stand it!

Well, she's not that ordinary, but she's not good enough to be a vampire's guest!

Just as she was feeling embarrassed and thinking about how to thank her master, another sound of footsteps came from the depths of the hallway behind her.

The sound was much lighter and louder than Melly's, "clucking" in a string, like the sound of a lively little girl running in her new leather shoes.

Melly turned around and saw a girl with a blond hair and a side ponytail. The child was about ten years old, dressed in a suit similar to that of the owner of the Red Devil Pavilion, wearing an almost identical hat, and a pair of wings as slender as withered branches and colored crystals hanging from his back.

She hadn't seen the child, but she guessed that it was probably the owner's sister.

"Hello, Miss Scarlett II!" said Melly tentatively as the little girl approached.

"For the time being, she is Remilia's sister, and if she is a sister, she can apologize. That's what Melly thought.

"It's Fran!" the girl ran up to Melly and said earnestly, "I'm Frandelus, you have to call me Fran!"

"Oh, is that so? I'm sorry, Sister Fran!" Melly said with a smile.

At least, she was a sister, and Melly wasn't mistaken.

"I haven't seen you, the new maid?" Fran looked up at Melly's face, there was not a trace of evil in her red eyes, like a flawless ruby, blinking and glowing with curiosity.

"I'm ...... Well...... How do you explain it?" "Melly didn't know how to introduce her identity for a while, and she was in a quandary.

First of all, she's a college student, but the residents of Gensokyo don't know anything like college, so it's a waste of time to talk about it. After removing this layer of identity, she was a guest invited by Remilia Scarlett, but she was ashamed to consider herself a guest. The status of "guest" did not make her feel honored, on the contrary, staying here and bothering the maid here made her quite unhappy, and she did not know how to thank her.

"So, my sister is a thief, just like Marisa......" Flandrelu suspects Melly as she hesitates. This is not a good sign, once such a child thinks you are a bad person, it will be difficult to believe you in the future.

"No, my sister is not a bad person!" Merry quickly defended, "Sister is...... By the way, my sister is a friend of Brother Nalan Yu!"

She suddenly remembered that she still had such an all-purpose shield as Nalan Twilight, so she could only borrow his name!

"Eh, that'......" Fran heard this, and for some reason looked very depressed, and her voice became very deep, and her head drooped.

"What's wrong?" asked Melly, "Don't you like Brother Nalan?"

"It's not. Fran shook his head, "It's just that Brother Nalan went out early yesterday morning, and he hasn't come back yet, so no one plays with Fran......"

"You say," Fran suddenly raised her head, staring into Melly's eyes, and said, "What if Brother Nalan never comes back?"

"No!" Melly bent down and touched Fran's head with a smile, "He'll definitely be back, sister assures you." ”

"Really?" said Fran, her eyes wide.

"Well, really. ”

"And when will he be back? Fran wants to play with him!"

"Well, what is it...... "Melly's smile stiffened, "I think he'll probably be out there for a while." But he'll be back someday, definitely!"

"Ahh......h

"Anyway...... When Nalan's brother is away, Fran can also play with herself, it's not a big deal......" Fran turned her eyes down, avoiding Melly's gaze, kicking the floor with one foot in a circular motion, her hands behind her back, pinching the folds of her skirt.

When Melly saw that she looked so pitiful, she said:

"Or, sister, let's play with you, let's wait for Brother Nalan to come back, okay?"

"Really?" Fran said with a jerk of her head, clenched her fists, and her eyes lit up, "Are you really willing to play with Fran?"

"Well, really!"

"Yay!"

Fran cheered, and jumped so high that she was about to jump on top of Melly's head. As a vampire, even if you are a child, you have more energy than a human child.

Was Fran really a young child as she looked, and how she behaved? Her sister Remilia didn't look much older than her, but had lived for five hundred years. Thinking of this, Melly suddenly felt a little uneasy.

It's as if such an innocent little girl would threaten her life.

"Sister, what's your name?"

"Maellubelle Hearn, just call me Melly. ”

"Okay, Sister Melly!" Fran smiled happily, without a hint of gloom on her face, "So, let's start the game!"

"Okay, but what are you going to play?"

"Let's just play Brother Nalan, and Marisa, the barrage game that I often play with Fran!"

"What is that?" Hearing the term, Melly's inner uneasiness widened again.

"It's a game where Fran released a beautiful barrage, and my sister dodged the barrage, it's simple, right?"

"Yes...... Really?" Melly's expression froze. She took a step back, but unfortunately now even if she escaped, it was too late.

"Well, let's get started!"

Fran raised her right hand in the air, and the crimson light began to condense in her palm.

"By the way, if you get hit, you'll die!" said Fran with a smile, his tone so relaxed that he didn't seem to be talking about death.

"But my sister will definitely not die! because no matter how many times Brother Nalan is hit, he can get up again. My sister is a friend of Brother Nalan, so she must be as powerful as him!

Merry now regrets that she took the initiative to have a relationship with Nalan Yu. It was probably the worst decision she'd ever made when she'd grown up.