Order

Her fingertips gently settled on the keys, and there was a slight tremor of nervousness in her voice.

"But when I played it, I was thinking of you, Brother."

"Happy birthday, Brother."

The piano began to play.

The melody took you by surprise.

It did not entirely conform to the "optimal" structure you understood, yet it possessed a peculiar power that struck straight at the heart.

You listened quietly.

For the first time, you did not instinctively analyze its structure and technique.

The music seemed like a mirror, reflecting corners of your heart that even you had never fully explored.

There seemed to be... more than cold order there.

The piece ended, but its lingering notes remained.

Robin turned back toward you somewhat anxiously, her fair cheeks faintly flushed.

"How was it, Brother?"

You fell silent for a moment.

Then you rose and walked to her side.

You stretched out a hand and lightly pressed the keys she had just played, feeling their remaining warmth.

"The structure was bold."

"But it was logically consistent and formed a unique harmony."

"It sounded very good."

You added the last sentence. It was an objective assessment.

"I liked it very much. Thank you for the gift, Robin."

This sentence seemed to carry a little something else.

"As long as you like it, Brother."

Robin smiled happily. This was the greatest recognition she could have received.

At fifteen, your standing within the Family steadily rose.

To pursue her musical dreams, your younger sister began leaving Penacony to perform on other planets.

You stayed in touch through letters and communications.

In every reply, you urged her to come back and visit you more often. Penacony was the safest place.

At sixteen, Geffert's power reached its peak.

Within the Family, you were regarded as his future successor. This was all part of your plan.

Your sister Robin's fame grew explosively beyond Penacony, and she became a rising star.

At seventeen, Robin's singing spread across even more star systems.

Yet her success only made you increasingly uneasy about the chaotic, disorderly world beyond Penacony.

It was unlike the Family's dreamscape, where order could not guarantee her safety. That sense of losing control displeased you.

At eighteen, the year you officially came of age.

Geffert, who had become Penacony's Dreammaster, passed the position of Family Head to you before the entire Oak Family.

You stood high above, looking down upon the members of the Family.

From this day forth, as Sunday, Oak Family Head, you would reshape this "Planet of Festivities" with the absolute order you believed in.

Not for the Family, but for... Robin.

At nineteen, after taking over as Family Head, a flood of complicated affairs drowned you. You worked more than twelve hours every day, yet you never complained about the burden, because this was your responsibility as Family Head.

However, an urgent letter from Epsilon made you drop everything at once.

Its contents were painfully brief.

Your sister, Robin, had suffered an accident there.

She had been shot in the neck!

Although the letter stated that her life was not in danger, the words "damaged vocal cords, may be unable to sing in the future" still left you deeply worried.

You immediately used your authority as Family Head to mobilize every resource, sparing no cost to ensure that your sister could return to Penacony as quickly and safely as possible.

A few days later, in a private reception room within the Oak Family.

The door opened.

You saw your sister returning, weary from travel.

She looked exhausted, her face far paler than you remembered, yet she still tried to maintain the elegant bearing expected of the Oak Family Head's sister.

She wore high-collared clothing, carefully concealing something.

Yet at a glance, you caught the faint outline of a wound on the skin at the edge of her collar.

"Brother, I'm fine. I made you worry." Robin forced a somewhat weak smile. "It was just a small accident. I'll recover soon."

Yet your gaze could not leave her neck.

That scar, even beneath her clothing and dressing, scorched your nerves.

An indescribable emotion exploded within your chest!

It was towering rage.

It was the lingering fear of having nearly lost her.

And more than that... a cold sense of defeat at being powerless even as Family Head!

Reality had slapped you hard across the face!

Harmony could not protect her!

This chaotic universe could not protect her!

Perhaps sensing your silence and gaze, Robin tried to reassure you.

"You really don't need to worry, Brother. I was too careless this time. I'll definitely be more careful next time."

Next time?

Those two words pierced your mind like needles.

You jolted inwardly. There would be a next time?!

You would let her leave Penacony again?

Let her travel once more to those savage lands full of unknowns and chaos?

Let her face dangers that could take away her voice, or even her life, again?!

No!

Absolutely not!!

At that moment, you began considering how to ensure your sister's absolute safety—

1. Trust and support Robin's choice, using your authority as Family Head to provide her with the highest level of security.

2. Keep Robin in Penacony and restrict her travels in the name of protection.

Jiang Mo pondered this. Although he knew Robin would be fine afterward, still...

If he let her go out, Robin would later help the protagonist group beat the hell out of him. How could this simulation follow the game's plot?

I don't want my sister and others ramming me with a train!

That would ruin our sibling relationship!

What? A sister complex?

Damn right I have a sister complex. So what?

He had to choose 2!

You chose to "protect" her in Penacony. Villain Points +50.

At that moment, a thought formed in your mind with unparalleled clarity—

You had to ensure your sister's absolute safety.

Forever.

You drew a deep breath, and a gentle smile returned to your face.

"It's enough that you came back safely, Robin."

You stepped forward and gently held her shoulders, as though she were something fragile.

"The outside world is too dangerous."

"Rest and recuperate properly in Penacony this time. The Family will provide you with the best treatment."

"As for going out... we can discuss that later."

You gazed at her. Your voice was incomparably gentle, but deep in your eyes gleamed a nearly obsessive resolve.

"With your brother here, I won't let you encounter any danger again."

From that moment onward, you secretly made up your mind.

You would turn Penacony into an absolutely safe "birdcage."

Impenetrable, shielding her from every storm.

And your most beloved Robin would forever sing safely beneath the protection of your wings.

Only for you, and for your order.

Order

At twenty, in the name of recuperation, you built a gilded canary cage for Robin in Dewlight Pavilion and had her move in.

Robin did not suspect a thing and readily agreed. After all, you were her brother, and she had always believed that everything you said was right.

Without fail, you set aside time every day to visit her, whispering again and again in her ear about the chaos and dangers of the outside world.

You emphasized that only this place was a home where she could rest and recuperate with peace of mind.

You repeated endlessly that all of this was for her own good.

Robin vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but under your persuasion, she accepted the arrangement.

That day, the new decree you implemented encountered resistance.

A group of local thugs entrenched in the commercial district, small gangs that lived off extortion and smuggling, actually dared to openly challenge your authority.

Not only did they ignore the decree, they even attacked members of the Hound Family who had gone to enforce it!

Good.

This was precisely the opportunity you had been waiting for.

The perfect moment to display the new Family Head's iron fist, establish your authority, and intimidate petty criminals.

You personally led a team and swiftly located their hideout.

During the ensuing raid, you ordered your subordinates to clear the area before facing the vicious gang leader alone.

Before your absolute power of Harmony, all his resistance was pale and powerless.

The dream shattered, and his wails abruptly ceased.

There was not the slightest ripple in your eyes, as though you had merely crushed an insect.

Villain Points +100