To be honest, when playing the original game, Greg had never particularly liked the character named Chloe Ivy.
Her mouth seemed to come with built-in taunt and venom modules. On first meeting her, you were almost guaranteed a condescending greeting of "small fry," and throughout the subsequent story, she loved picking fights for no reason. She was one of the foremost troublemakers in the player's early days at the Academy.
Yet now, this bratty girl who, in his memory, said "small fry" every other sentence had addressed him in such an affectionate voice with the devastatingly powerful title of "dearest brother," and was clinging to his arm like a koala...
Greg felt his brain's CPU overload in an instant. As though struck by a petrification spell, he froze on the spot, even forgetting to push away the Chloe who had thrown herself at him.
"Hey! Greg-!"
An angry roar snapped Greg out of his crashed state.
Victoria stood before him, a stray lock of hair sticking straight up on her head. She grabbed the front of Greg's uniform and yanked him toward her!
"You obviously know this girl! If that's the case, why did you make me come in here to buy things for you?! Or is this part of your little roleplay too?!"
Greg was honestly just as bewildered by the situation. He had no idea that, aside from Erin, who was still back at the family estate, he apparently had another little-sister-type character in his life.
"Wait! Calm down, little gray-hair! It's not what you think! Actually, I don't-"
He had just been about to deny this bizarre relationship with Chloe when the thought seemed to trigger some long-sealed switch in his memory. A torrent of memory fragments suddenly surged into his mind like floodwater bursting through an