At the viewing site,
The large screen currently displayed Sunday's character art.
Below it were two lines.
[Switching to Sunday's perspective...]
[The ascetic still gazes back at his former heart, and the most significant presence within it will eventually face separation...]
In the audience,
Many players quickly took the opportunity to grab a drink during this transition!
The previous storyline involving Tingyun had been quite information-heavy!
Leaving everyone parched!
Even though the organizers had deliberately left some time for discussion, the lingering emotions were still hard to calm.
Now, there was no time for an extended break!
Sunday's storyline was already upon them!
In the brief moment of darkness,
Many players sighed, "Looks like it's time to part ways with Robin..."
"One side reunites, while the other bids farewell."
"Wuwuwu... this is such a sorrowful version..."
"Later, please give Mr. Sunday a close-up shot on the scene!"
Soon.
The plot begins. Wonweek, Sunday, and Welt arrive at Dream's Edge.
...
"Is there also the influence of Order here?" Old Yang asked.
"No, this stop is just for farewell. I changed a decision midway, and there are too many variables in this journey..."
"Adding one more won't hurt."
Sunday smiled self-deprecatingly.
And in front of his gaze.
By the railing,
There stood an elegant and captivating figure, gazing into the distance.
It was... Robin.
"How did you know she would be here?" Old Yang asked.
"I didn't know. I just had a few conjectures in my heart and decided to try my luck. It seems I have my moments of good fortune too."
Sunday spoke, but his gaze remained tenderly fixed ahead.
The background music was soothing and melodious, carrying a dreamlike quality.
The barrage of comments on both sides kept refreshing.
...
"Wow, starting with the main event right away?"
"Seeing Robin's lonely figure, I'm already tearing up..."
"This silhouette of the little bird carries an indescribable sadness!"
"I would sacrifice my youth to stay by Miss Robin's side!"
"Who understands! My playlist just happened to play 'If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking'..."
...
On the guest seat.
Sunday's attention was entirely focused on the plot.
Seeing this scene.
His Adam's apple couldn't help but move.
Wonweek, who was beside him and knew Sunday best, immediately noticed this subtle change.
He quickly reminded, "Hey! I say, Sunday..."
"Don't you dare start crying!"
"There are so many audience members watching right now!"
"See that camera over there? It's practically in our faces!"
"Stay calm, you must stay calm!"
"This is just the plot, not reality, understand?"
Sunday looked at Wonweek and smiled slightly, "Thank you, I feel fine now."
"But..."
"Precisely because this is the plot..."
"In reality, even a hurried farewell like this in the plot is impossible."
Sunday shook his head.
He habitually leaned towards pessimistic thoughts.
Better to see how he would bid farewell to Robin in the plot.
...
"Leaving such a thing to luck doesn't seem like you," Welt commented.
"I'm trying to change."
"I think others should avoid such occasions. Go on."
Taking a step forward.
Sunday turned back and asked, "Aren't you worried I might seize the chance to escape?"
"I believe you are someone with the ability and the will to utilize everything, but that certainly does not include Miss Robin."
Sunday seemed deeply moved and sincerely expressed to Old Yang, "...Thank you."
...
"It feels like Robin is a pure and warm light in his heart, a Pure Land of Recollection."
"Old Yang really understands him!"
"Old Yang's charm moment."
"Otto: Why don't you think of me like that?"
"I wonder what Yang has been through to become so mature and steady…"
"Welt: This reminds me of a game called Honkai Impact 3rd."
"Speaking of which, isn't it about time for Honkai Impact 3rd to update its storyline?"
...
"I also need Wonweek to be present. No matter what, she shouldn't have any contact with a fugitive."
Hearing this, Old Yang immediately realized, "You… don't plan to reveal your true self in front of her?"
"A farewell doesn't necessarily require both parties to be aware of it."
Sunday looked ahead,
made a decision,
"…She shouldn't bear any risks for my selfish desires."
"…Go ahead."
He was ready.
Sunday took a deep breath.
"Let's go. If I can't take this step… then the journey can't begin."
After saying this,
the mission interface on the left also changed.
[Sound of Farewell Hums Reunion: Meet with Robin]
The organizers also thoughtfully opened a picture-in-picture at the bottom of the screen.
The content displayed was the mission interface's introduction:
[Farewell is such a peculiar existence—no matter how many times one experiences it, it never becomes familiar. But it doesn't need to be familiar, for it is precisely because of farewell that people yearn for reunion.
Bid farewell to your Little Sister, slowly, cherishingly… say goodbye.]
...
"Damn, I'm getting nervous too!"
"Even a farewell has to be handled so carefully, afraid of causing the slightest negative impact… Sunday, you guy!"
[Bid farewell to your Little Sister, slowly, cherishingly… say goodbye.]
"I'm going to write this into my thesis!"
"We will meet again 0..."
"One can only say that art imitates life; even the most profound movie scenes can't capture this feeling."
...
Sunday walked to the edge of the rooftop.
He stopped a short distance away from Robin.
Closed his eyes and opened them again.
Then he spoke, "I didn't expect to meet you here, Miss Robin."
Hearing this, Robin turned around.
But what she saw was a female Intellitron.
It seemed she even overlooked Wonweek standing nearby.
Sunday immediately responded, "My name is… Wonweek, a member of the Nightingale Family."
"So you're a Dreamweaver. Thank you for your hard work; the Dreamscape has been able to recover from the crisis because of you."
...
"The power of modulation even fooled Robin."
"Is Wonweek's pitch higher than Robin's?"
"Wonweek, this kid, is no ordinary guy!"
"Listen carefully, Sunday's voice is trembling here…"
"Is it because he deliberately lowered his voice, or is it because he's so emotional that his voice is shaking… or perhaps both?"
"He wasn't this panicked even when Old Yang caught him before!"
"I'm really crying over here!"
...
"Miss Robin, you must have been very busy lately. What brings you to Dream's Edge?"
Sunday's voice had calmed down a bit.
This was also in line with how an ordinary person would react when meeting a big star.
"Stealing a moment of leisure, I wanted to find a quiet place to relax, preferably where I could see the stars. And so, I ended up here."
Robin smiled softly,
"Though it's just the starry sky in a dream."
Even though they were strangers, she seemed so approachable.
Hearing this,
Sunday immediately stepped forward, coming to Robin's side.
"About that, perhaps there's no difference between the Dreamscape and reality."
"We look up at the night sky, but the stars aren't there. Every beam of light we see is what they looked like long ago."
"Have we ever seen the real starry sky?"
...
"Sunday, oh Sunday, you've just exposed yourself!"
"After saying that, Robin should have guessed."
"Robin: I see through it but won't say it."
"Ahhh, he must have wanted to answer his Little Sister personally...."
"Not just that, there are stars that are tens of thousands of light-years away, it's such a romantic science!"
"Humans never hide their desire to control the starry sky, and of course, that includes me (not really)."