Phoenix's brows were furrowed, his heart filled with confusion and anxiety.

He began to secretly analyze what had just happened, trying to find out the reason for his out-of-control emotions.

He knew that this was not his problem, so where was the problem?

He suddenly felt a chill rising from his back, as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching him in the dark.

This was the first time Phoenix felt such a strong sense of crisis.

But he didn't know what the crisis was, nor who was controlling it all.

Phoenix thought about it for a long time, but still had no clue.

His heart was filled with frustration, and he sighed inwardly, thinking:

"It seems that this world is not as simple as I thought!"

He originally thought that his Animagus form was the White Phoenix.

And the Mangekyō Sharingan he possesses is enough to make him fearless in the magical world.

He was once full of confidence, believing that he had mastered enough power to navigate this world full of mystery and danger.

However, now he realized that he was wrong. His mind was still stuck in the comfort of his previous life, and he had not fully integrated into the cruelty and complexity of this world.

He has not yet truly experienced the baptism of blood, nor has he experienced the challenges that would allow him to truly grow and become strong.

Phoenix realized that he needed to be more vigilant and careful.

He can no longer rely solely on his own abilities and talents as he did before.

He needs to understand this world more deeply, understand its rules, understand its dangers, and the enemies lurking in the dark.

Phoenix felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness. He knew that it would take time and patience to find out the reason for his emotional outburst.

He must not rush things, nor let this anxiety affect his judgment and actions.

He decided to treat it like a complicated magic experiment, analyzing it step by step and looking for clues step by step.

His mood did become a little irritable, and the feeling of being unable to control his emotions made him very uncomfortable.

He was originally curious and amused by the scene of Astoria changing into various stockings.

But now, this pleasure has been replaced by his anxiety and uneasiness.

Phoenix watched Astoria quietly, watching her pick out the stockings one by one, and then put them back into the small box one by one.

He tried to find some clues from this process, but in the end he found nothing.

He realized that he needed to change his environment and mood, perhaps this would help him think about the problem better.

When Astoria finally packed up everything and turned to take a shower.

Phoenix then gently jumped down from the beam and turned back into human form.

He stood in the room, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself.

He walked over to Astoria's bed and lay down, taking a deep breath of the gardenia scent on the bed.

This fresh and elegant fragrance made him feel a little more relaxed.

He closed his eyes and let his thoughts drift away with the aroma.

"Forget it, this time we go to the beach, just to relax and unwind."

Phoenix said to himself in his heart. He knew that sometimes, relaxation and rest can solve problems better than tension and anxiety.

He decided that this time when he went to the beach, he would enjoy the sunshine, the beach and the waves and completely relax himself.

He imagined the scenery at the seaside, the feeling of the sea breeze brushing his cheeks, and the sound of the waves hitting the beach.

These imaginations gradually calmed his mood, and he felt a long-lost tranquility and relaxation.

Phoenix knew that only when his mood calmed down could he face problems better and find solutions to them better.

He believed that as long as he didn't give up, one day he would find the reason for his emotional out-of-control and a way to solve the problem.

Now, what he needs to do is to enjoy this trip to the seaside and let his mood be fully relaxed and restored.

Phoenix's thoughts flowed slowly in his mind, and he tried to sort out all the clues and possible reasons one by one.

He knew that he needed to keep a clear head in order to better analyze the problem.

However, long hours of thinking made him feel a little tired.

He decided to put down the burden in his heart for the time being and give his body and mind some rest.

He gently hugged Astoria's quilt, feeling the softness and warmth coming from it.

The quilt exuded a faint scent of gardenia, which made him feel safe and comfortable.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, letting the scent fill his chest.

"Sure enough, girls' quilts all smell good."

Phoenix sighed in his heart.

He felt that this fragrance had a magical power that could make people feel calm and happy.

He imagined that Astoria would fall asleep with such fragrance every day and would have a wonderful dream.

Because Phoenix had been transformed into the White Phoenix for too long, his body was already feeling tired.

Plus, he had been using teleportation, and this high-intensity magic consumed a lot of his energy.

He needed rest, both physically and mentally, to get back to his best.

Unconsciously, Phoenix's breathing became even and deep, and he slowly fell asleep.

His sleep was peaceful, without any disturbance from dreams.

His body gets full rest and recovery during sleep, and his mind also gets relaxed and purified during sleep.

Phoenix was sleeping soundly, his body wrapped in the quilt, as if he had returned to a safe and warm harbor.

He knew that when he woke up, he would have more energy and a clear mind to face the problems that awaited him.

In Astoria's room, time passed quietly.

Phoenix's breathing and heartbeat blended with the rhythm of the room, and his body and mind got a full rest in this quiet environment.

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