Only After I Was Reborn Did I Realize That I Had Childhood Sweethearts

"It's not running away from home—I'm not as childish as Yuan-yuan jie."

Mei Ya explained with gestures, "Big bro, I have clear goals for my life plan. This time, I wanted to take advantage of your return to convince you to become my angel investor."

"You haven't even finished nine years of compulsory education, yet you already know about angel investors? Who taught you that?"

"I saw it on C-site. I've never missed a single episode of your interview shows, big bro."

"So now it's my fault…"

Mei Fang patted Mei Ya's little head. "But even though we've only been apart for a year, you've really changed so much."

"A girl changes eighteen times before adulthood—that's just how it is."

Mei Ya freely enjoyed her brother's head pats. The Mei siblings had hardly ever fought since childhood, partly because Mei Ya had a good temperament, but more importantly because Mei Fang possessed an exceptionally mature personality that never bickered with children.

It had to be said that post-00s kids really developed well physically. Mei Ya now reached up to Mei Fang's chest height, and her face had transformed from a cute doll-like roundness to a more oval shape.

"Come on, let big bro hear all about your development plan."

Mei Fang was pulled by Xiao Ya into her room, where she began explaining her so-called plan.

"I plan to go study in Pengcheng after New Year's, attending classes while debuting as a content creator."

"Currently there aren't many Warhammer-themed creators on C-site covering different schools. I want to synthesize them and explain Warhammer history from 30K to 40K."

"My advantages as a creator are: First, I'm a middle school bishoujo. There can't be many girls like me who love Warhammer—my sweet voice will easily attract C-site users' attention."

"Second, I possess extensive theoretical knowledge of Warhammer. I've studied many reference materials and can thoroughly present the entire Warhammer universe's framework."

"Third, I'm the site owner's little sister. Just revealing this identity guarantees huge traffic even without promotion. Next year's Top 100 Creators list will definitely have me."

Sitting on the bed listening to Mei Ya confidently expound from her chair, Mei Fang chuckled after she finished. "You've only talked about how profitable being a Warhammer creator would be. What about your studies?"

Mei Ya crossed her arms and sighed. "Big bro, why do we even study?"

"Isn't it to get into a good university, find a good job, and make lots of money?"

"Since you've already achieved that instantly, with such great resources available through you, of course I should use them instead of working hard myself."

"That's not right, Xiao Ya."

Mei Fang shook his head. "If you just wanted money, I could give it to you directly. Why insist on earning through being a creator?"

"It's just…"

Mei Ya muttered, "I want Mom to shut up and see I'm not slacking off—that I can earn money too."

"So this is more about gaining Mom's approval, right?"

"I feel Mom's temper has gotten worse these past years. She keeps demanding I match you and Youxi jie's academic performance even though I'm no genius like you."

Spinning circles in her chair, Mei Ya continued, "Basically, Mom wants to mold me into her ideal image. It's suffocating—I can't stand another day in this toxic family environment."

"While I agree you don't need perfect grades…do you really think your plan is feasible?"

Mei Ya nodded vigorously. "It's totally feasible! I have profound Warhammer expertise."

"How profound?"

"Extremely profound."

Hands on hips, Mei Ya declared, "Big bro, if you know Warhammer lore, test me! I'll answer anything!"

"Then let me ask something simple: The martial champion of Macragge, Lord of Talassar, and Ultramarines' Second Company captain—"

"I know!"

Mei Ya excitedly interrupted, "It's the invincible Cato Sicarius!"

Mei Fang shook his head. "I wasn't asking that. I meant: In which battle did Cato Sicarius disappear due to Warp storms?"

"Uh…let me think…did he disappear?"

"Do you remember his successor's name?"

"I…"

Blushing, Mei Ya shook her head. "I never knew big bro followed Warhammer too!"

"Heh, your big bro's the site owner—the godfather of ACG subculture. Mere Warhammer? My fan credentials far surpass yours."

(Truthfully, Mei Fang had only watched some Warhammer explainer videos in his past life, never reading the novels. He wasn't even sure if that plot point existed in this world's canon. But intimidating Xiao Ya was enough.)

"Warhammer 30K-40K is a tabletop game GW began publishing since 1993. Over decades they've released many novels."

"Some famous works were translated to Chinese, but many English texts remain overseas. To be a proper Warhammer creator, relying solely on Chinese materials would get you mocked by veteran fans."

"Warhammer emphasizes solemn, religious themes using archaic English prose. Understanding them requires mastering 15,000+ vocabulary words. How many do you know now?"

"I—" Mei Ya began fidgeting.

"Still at 'Nice to meet you, how are you I'm fine thank you and you?' level?"

Hanging her head in shame, Mei Ya admitted, "Big bro…I get it now. I'm too green to be a Warhammer creator."

Mei Fang spoke earnestly: "Studying isn't just about jobs and money—it equips you with practical knowledge. Some things may seem useless until suddenly they're invaluable, and you'll thank your past self for paying attention."

"I…I understand."

Mei Ya nodded seriously. "I won't spout nonsense about being a creator anymore. I'll focus on studying English properly."

"Not just English—all subjects. At least try your best, okay?"

"I will…"

Grumbling, Mei Ya added, "But must I keep living with Mom? I hate how she communicates—only scolding me for playing instead of improving."

"Mom's generation thinks differently from ours. When you argue back, she weaponizes 'it's for your own good' nonsense."

"Ugh exactly! That's Mom alright! So annoying!"

Mei Ya vented, "Honestly, why must I meet all these demands? I'm not her puppet! She chose to have me—I never asked to be born as her daughter!"

"Xiao Ya, that's too harsh."

Mei Fang rapped her head. "We can't choose parents, but we can't disregard their care either. Even spouses have conflicts—mother-daughter relationships are the same."

Softening his tone, he added, "Not that you're completely wrong. Mom has her faults too, always comparing you. But with proper communication, she's not unreasonable. She wouldn't pressure you so much then."

"Fine…I'll try talking to Mom about easing up."

Patting her head, Mei Fang said, "Come on, I'll help you talk to Mom."

"Yay! Big bro's the best! With you shielding me, even Mom wouldn't dare yell."

"Of course—your big bro's the boss now. Mom has to show respect."

Hand in hand, they descended to find Xia Yuan and Lin Youxi properly watching TV. As Mei Fang headed toward the kitchen, Xiang Xiaoxia emerged with a stern expression, summoning him forward. Noticing this, Mei Ya wisely retreated to greet her "sisters."

Trembling slightly, Mei Fang entered the kitchen for interrogation.

"Today while chatting with Youxi and Yuan-yuan about you…I started sensing something…"

Xiang Xiaoxia's face darkened with clear dissatisfaction.

"Tell your mother honestly—have you…done that kind of thing with both Yuan-yuan and Youxi?"