Vampire Aedes
28. First Flower

"Alright, fine ... so Fifth Brother is going to teach me what?" Aster was seen waiting for the Fifth Prince's reply. The man was still busy observing the courtyard of the pavilion, when there was nothing interesting here. "I know this pavilion is not as good as Fifth Brother's pavilion. Can the practice just start?"

The Fifth Prince pointed at the old guardrail. The effect of shabby due to the color is in line with the lime soil, like weathered wood. Originally the fence was made of wood that has a unique fiber shape if the outer skin is cleaned properly.

Aster covered his mouth, the Fifth Prince's ability that somehow appeared again. The shabby fence was turned into a very beautiful one. Chrysanthemum flowers grow soaring that Aster just this time saw the plant grow to spread. "No way," he murmured.

"What do you think?" asked the Fifth Prince with a faint smile.

"So cool! Teach me too, brother!" Aster smiled widely and pointed his hand at the Fifth Prince's face.

The Fifth Prince grabbed Aster's hand, grasped it gently, and began to stretch out those five fingers. He pressed two points of the palm, namely the index end and the tip of the thumb. Aster felt a bit amused, but was detained. "Deliver your power here. You can grow a plant according to your soul by directing it to the desired place."

"How?"

"Relive naturally, if you focus can definitely be sensitive to the strong flow that roams in your body. When you feel that power, then lock it here. Last point somewhere."

"Can we change the color and shape as we wish?"

"Yes." Yeah." The Fifth Prince looked at Aster who was looking enthusiastically at his hands. This little girl was always adorable in her eyes. The Fifth Prince chuckled.

Aster directs the forefinger to the corner of the yard. He intended to make a bunch of daisies bloom in every corner of the house. Red color like rose, would be nice.

"Uhh, it's not as easy as it looks. Fifth Brother, I really have no talent." Aster tried over and over again, but there was no progress.

"Slowly. I feel your energy is quite filling the pavilion, it should have worked. Try it again!"

Stomach Aster rumbling. Sari had not returned, not knowing when the boy could prepare dinner so that he could eat food as soon as his energy ran out.

Some are awkward as well, obviously Aster sweat a lot, but a single flower he has not made bloom. This time, Aster tried harder.

The Fifth Prince felt the energy belonging to Aster getting stronger. While there had been no signs of success yet, the subtle tremors behind the ground made the Fifth Prince slightly wary. Suddenly, Aster shouted.

"Kyaaa—"

"Aster!" The Fifth Prince suddenly ran towards the large hole that Aster had been treading, there was a red flower with a thick aroma, each petal thought Aster's body so as not to be injured. "The hole is deep enough, thankfully you're fine."

Aster looked terrified. "Sister, the plant gripped my leg. I can't move!"

The Fifth Prince chuckled. "Haha. Don't be afraid, As. They're your friends."

"Friends?" Aster scrunched his eyebrows.

The Fifth Prince nodded seriously. Aster stared at the flower beside him looking familiar. Red petals with spiked stems. It should have been an ordinary rose if it was wrapped around Aster's leg skin and punctured, but he survived without the slightest scuff.

"It looks like you mis-determined the point," the Fifth Prince said. "All the energy you had gathered in the palm of your hand, was spread out from the tip of your foot."

The Fifth Prince pointed his hand at the hole. Suddenly a sturdy root pierced through from the side and grew moving like a hand. The roots passed through the gap of the thorns well, then cut off one of the stems.

"Awh!" Aster pressed his chest because he felt the pain of the heart area, like being pulled. It was getting sicker every rod he created was trimmed by him. The Fifth Prince apologized after successfully bringing Aster to the surface. Again, the girl was confused.

He looked at the purple-red sky. In line with the dress that Aster wears, but some parts live in dust. Must be because of a fall. Aster rubbed the dirty parts.

"Are you tired?" ask the Fifth Prince. Aster nodded limply. Empty stomach. Sari also did not return, even though the day began in the afternoon. "Our class will continue tomorrow morning. Don't be late!"

A story landed on Aster's forehead, the girl complained despite not feeling any pain. Just some kind of reflex speech when hit. Reminds him back on the mission, the reason why he's stuck here.

Aster called the Fifth Prince, the man was busy returning the land as it was. With little effort, a pile of red daisies had been moved to a corner of the courtyard. "Sister."

The Fifth Prince stopped his activities. "Why, As?" The way he called Aster's name, even his behavior really resembled Kris.

Aster did not like the child personally, more to admirers in general. Seeing the duplicate class leader, it turned out to arouse his spirit to return.

"It's nothing, brother. I just remembered a story. Do you want to hear?" Aster wanted to tell me something that was forbidden by Master. It doesn't seem to matter if you liken the situation now, Aster will go crazy if you keep harboring it alone.

"Certainly ma—" the Fifth Prince hung the sentence two seconds. "Sorry, Aster. Not now. I have to go to the main pavilion. Just now the King called me over telepathically."

There is telepathic ability as well. Can Aster learn up to that stage? It didn't seem to matter whether he could finish the class or not, after all, he would soon be taken away to the Floating Palace.

"Ah, so is it." Aster looked down lethargic. A second later, I woke up. "That means Big Brother has to get there quickly! Don't make the King wait."

"My sister is very understanding, so see you tomorrow." He gave her a hug for a moment. The Fifth Prince was actually upset that the King called out all of a sudden. He was curious about the story that Aster would tell. What's more predictable is that there's a lot hidden in her tiny head.

Aster sighed seeing the Fifth Prince's back shrink. Now it's completely on its own. If tomorrow he charges for the story again, maybe Aster is not in the mood. He wants to go back to the room to sleep. Exercise has drained 99% of his energy.

But just turning two steps, Aster had already undo the intention. The corner of the courtyard stopped his steps, a place that should have been red and fresh. Now it's chocolate and dry.

"Mr Princess?" Sari was puzzled to find Aster squatting while catching a monstrous black colored flower, according to her.

"You're finally home?" Aster smiles in dirty clothes, especially the bottom, and the palm of Aster is supposed to be like a baby.

"God! I'll get the bath water ready." The waiter panicked. Walk fast while carrying a shopping cart full.

Doesn't look like "sari". The waiter this time was far less than expected. Sari whom he had known all this time was indifferent and innately always calm. So a little disappointing because there is no similarity in the original dream, except the plot.

Aster also turned his gaze on the grasp. It was red, brown, then black. It's getting darker and more fragile. Aster covered the flower in his hand with his other hand. As the hand lifted, the flowers disappeared like magic.

Aster circulates the views to each corner of the page in turn. They changed from red to black before finally disappearing. Aster doesn't understand.