Karochi looked at Tights with some uncertainty. "Um, Tights, what exactly did you and Chronoa talk about?"
Tights's smile stiffened. She looked awkwardly up at the ceiling. I sold you to Chronoa for zero yuan. I can't exactly say that!
"Actually... we didn't really talk about anything!" Tights said, looking a little embarrassed.
The more she acted that way, the more sharply Karochi scrutinized her.
In the end, Tights couldn't hold out any longer and waved her hands repeatedly. "All right, all right! I'll tell you. Honestly."
Tights brushed the golden hair at her temple aside and began telling Karochi about her conversation with Chronoa in the alternate dimension.
"Phew, that's what happened. But just so you know, even though I said those things, I was only joking. Whether you agree or not is up to you." Tights felt rather guilty. After telling him everything, she felt considerably lighter.
She hadn't actually sold Karochi for zero yuan, but she was afraid her little brother might stop acknowledging her.
Karochi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. So he'd been sold, huh? But it really wasn't a big deal! He knew Tights pretty well, after all that time together.
Besides, the time-space split really was his responsibility, and he needed to take responsibility for it.
Tights cautiously glanced at Karochi. Seeing that he wasn't angry, she continued, "So, what did you decide?"
Whether Karochi joined the Time Nest was pretty important. It wasn't about whether she could gather material; it would make a big difference to their lives in the future.
"What else could I do?" Karochi helplessly took out the Time-Space Scroll. Quite a bit of eerie black energy still emanated from it.
Tights had never seen this thing before, but she knew that Karochi had agreed to become a