After hearing Jiang Yu's words, Sunday froze for a full two seconds before finally realizing that the boy had chosen to skip the final stage of negotiations and go straight into battle.
Before that, he had been engulfed in a tangled mix of emotions-fear, guilt, distress, sorrow, panic, worry... All of them had descended on Sunday after Jiang Yu asked, "Does Robin really matter to you?"
For a moment, Sunday even felt as though he was about to shatter.
How could I not care about my sister?
How could I?
It was precisely because his sister had been hurt unexpectedly, because he did not want her to face the same danger again, that he had made his current decision...
But... every word Jiang Yu spoke cut him to the heart, like punch after punch landing squarely in his chest.
After a long silence, Sunday slowly turned around and looked at Jiang Yu...
"You're right... I've been neglecting Robin's wishes far too much."
Brother Sunday staggered back two steps, almost falling to the ground.
After being given a thorough "scolding," he suddenly realized that the consequences of his actions might be countless times more terrible than he had imagined.
At the very least, his "betrayal" and imprisonment of Robin must already have hurt her deeply. How would she see him after this?
The utterly helpless Robin that Jiang Yu had described broke Brother Sunday's heart, even when he merely imagined her.
Although he and his sister had always been close, what if she became angry and refused to speak to him after this?
For a sister-con, the mere thought was enough to make him tremble with fear.
Sunday stumbled back several more steps, then sank onto the ground as though all his strength had drained away.
"You're right. I should communicate