I'm not going to be an Spirit! (Translate)

"Absolutely!"

Hearing Priscilla words, Irene jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

There is absolutely no way she would agree to that.

No matter what happens, I can't agree to it.

If the price of failure is to incur more debt, that doesn't matter. If Priscilla insists on getting involved, then she can only agree reluctantly.

But, this time, she would never give in.

Because the price of failure in the Phoenix The Phoenix War Dance is to sleep with that girl Miku Izayoi for a night!

If Priscilla wants to share the cost, that means she has to sleep with him too!

When Irene thought of the scene where Priscilla and herself appeared on Miku Izayoi bed together, she felt like she was going to lose her mind!

"Listen, Priscilla!"

Irene held her shoulder tightly with her uncasted hand, and said with a slightly ferocious expression: "You don't need to know the price! You don't need to help me bear it! This is my own business! Do you understand?!"

"Oh, oh…"

It was the first time that Priscilla saw her sister showing this kind of expression to her, and she was frightened for a moment.

After agreeing in a daze, she sat on the sofa, her mind a little blank.

This was the first time she was scolded by her sister.

Irene let go of her shoulders and sat back in her seat as if she had lost strength.

After that, there was a long silence.

In the end, it was Irene who broke the deadlock first.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you." She said a little tiredly, "I'm glad that you want to help me lighten the burden, but don't worry, I will take care of it."

She had spent her whole life protecting Priscilla.

She didn't have high expectations for herself and her future, nor did she care much.

She should do all the dirty work.

She only hopes that her well-behaved and sensible sister can live a happy and fulfilling life, and that is enough.

Irene covered her face and sighed.

If it was just a debt, it would be fine and it wouldn't be a big deal to tell Priscilla.

But if she were to tell him that if she lost she would have to sleep with him or something like that, even if Priscilla wouldn't laugh at her, she would still feel ashamed.

Priscilla pursed her lips.

If her sister wouldn't tell her, she would investigate it herself.

Although it's not nice to say this, my sister is indeed a fool. Secrets cannot be kept secret. As long as you are willing to investigate, you will know the truth sooner or later.

Once she knows the truth, she will be able to share the joys and sorrows with her sister.

"Can you at least tell me what kind of person the person is who helped my sister pay off her debts?" Priscilla asked, "Can you tell me this?"

"Well, but even if I don't tell you, you will know it soon."

When Priscilla brought up this topic, Irene couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Because that girl is our roommate."

"What a coincidence? Could it be that the young lady is also a student here?"

"That's right."

"Then I have to have a good relationship with her."

Irene sat up in panic.

She immediately sat up straight and said seriously, "Actually, we don't have to have a good relationship with her. It would be better to make the relationship awkward."

"Eh? Why? Isn't she my sister creditor?" Priscilla asked doubtfully, "If I can get along well with that lady, my sister should also benefit, right?"

"No, no, no, you really don't need to, because that girl is a jerk with a super bad personality, and you can't use common sense to speculate about him." Irene said seriously, "You'd better treat her as a big bad wolf. Yes, a big bad wolf that will eat a little white rabbit like you alive."

"I seem to hear someone saying bad things about me?"

Just then, a lazy female voice came from the second floor.

Irene's expression turned bitter, while Priscilla looked towards the second floor curiously.

Dressed in home clothes, looking fresh and pretty, Miku Izayoi leaned on the railing on the second floor, looking at the two people below with a half-smile: "How can I be as scary as you say? I want to pamper a girl as cute as Priscilla so much, how could I do such a terrible thing as eating her alive?"

"Ah, hello, you must be the one who helped me and my sister?"

Seeing the real owner appear, Priscilla immediately stood up and bowed slightly respectfully: "Nice to meet you, my name is Priscilla Urzaiz, please take care of me in the future."

"Hey, hey! I don't need her care! She's the one who needs my care!" Irene protested, "Don't forget that she's counting on me to win the Phoenix The Phoenix War Dance!"

"Sister! Your attitude is terrible!"

"Haha, it's okay."

Miku Izayoi walked down the stairs, smiled elegantly and said, "Nice to meet you. My name is Miku Izayoi. We will live together from now on. If you need any help, you can come to me."

When she heard the name, Priscilla was visibly stunned.

She raised her head and stared at Miku Izayoi face for a long time, her eyes gradually changing from confusion to surprise.

"Sister, elder sister!"

She covered her red cheeks with her hands in excitement and said in disbelief: "Eh? Is this real? I actually became roommates with Onee-sama! Is this really a dream?!"

"Oh, so Priscilla is my fan?"

"Yeah! Yes! I'm your biggest fan!"

Priscilla nodded like a chick pecking at rice and stretched out her hand expectantly: "Well, um, could you please shake my hand?"

"Of course, it's not just a handshake. You can do other things if you want, too." Miku Izayoi smile widened a little. "As long as it's the wishes of the cute children, I will try my best to satisfy them."

"Ahhhhhh————! What onee-sama?! You're so stupid!"

Irene, who was unable to calm down, finally stood up and inserted herself between the two of them with a dark face, separating them: "Alright, alright, just say hello, there's no need to get so close."

"Sister!" Priscilla said dissatisfiedly, "Sister is the elder sister of all fans, even the elder sister cannot monopolize her!"

"Fans?!" Irene almost coughed up blood. "I'm not a fan of this girl. Priscilla, you've been fooled by this bastard. She is completely different on and off the stage!"

"Sister, don't be fooled by the rumors on the Internet!"

"I'm telling the truth! This guy is a scumbag who brings a different woman home every day!"

"This rumor has obviously been debunked long ago!"

Just as the two were arguing, there seemed to be some noise coming from Miku Izayoi bedroom on the second floor.

A disheveled girl came down from upstairs.

Under the gazes of the three people, she seemed to finally realize that something was wrong with the atmosphere and smiled slowly.

Then, picking up his clothes, he quickly walked out of the dormitory.

The atmosphere, which was rapidly heating up just now, suddenly became silent.

"Anyway, welcome Priscilla."

Miku Izayoi didn't show any embarrassment at all, her expression was natural, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Go pack your luggage first. Irene and I will take you to familiarize yourself with the campus later."