Book 5: Chapter 17: I’ll Pound on Your Chest with My Little Fists
Actually, Sirin shouldn’t be bothered. After all, the world consciousness was not her. However, this world consciousness had the same voice and appearance as her, which made her uncomfortable. Furthermore, her elder brother had never held her like that.
At this moment, Chen Heng held the world consciousness in a princess carry. Since the world consciousness resembled Sirin, he could not bear to simply drag it to his room. Hence, he chose the most convenient method.
“Sirin, I have a question. What exactly is your image of me in your heart?” Chen Heng did not expect Sirin to look at him like that. Am I a bit of a failure as an elder brother?
“The elder brother that is extremely, extremely, extremely good to me, and I extremely, extremely, extremely like.”
“I love hearing that. In that case, I won’t hold you accountable for your misconceptions. I’ll return to my room first. You can find me there if there’s anything.”
He Who Knows Fate: Look! Look! Look! Look! Look at the video I just posted. That illusionary figure is the world consciousness.
Chen Heng uploaded a video of the world consciousness repeatedly calling him father to the association’s chat group.
Self-Centered Elder Sister Shiki: So, how did you train the world consciousness into doing what you want?
He Who Knows Fate: For some reason, the world consciousness keeps parroting what people say to it. See the recording device and earpiece? I can only say, those who know, know.
Self-Centered Elder Sister Shiki: You...doing this...never mind. As long as you are happy.
Umaru-chan: I only care about why the world consciousness resembles Sirin.
I Have a Strong Presence: I noticed that too. However, I did not dare to be sure about it, as I’m not familiar with Sirin.
Efreet: That is Sirin, right?
He Who Knows Fate: About this, I have no idea what’s going on. When I went downstairs, I saw Sirin feeding the world consciousness tidbits. Then the world consciousness began to resemble her. The world consciousness is now 50 alike, simply a ghostly version of Sirin.
Self-Centered Elder Sister Shiki: Right, different world consciousnesses have different situations. Situations like yours are not rare. There are newborn world consciousnesses that look like the first person they come in contact with. This is normal. Quite normal.
The next day:
“That is to say, I’m not Elder Brother’s younger sister? This identity is fake, and I’m not even from this world? Even my memories were sealed?” Sirin asked her questions as she stared at Chen Heng, hoping to hear him deny it.
Sirin did not expect that the elder brother who was so nice to her was actually not related to her at all. If she really wanted to force a connection, it would be the 2,000 points.
So, my elder brother is so nice to me purely because of points?
Sirin internally shook her head. Not that she refused to accept reality, but she felt her elder brother had been extremely caring of her. That could not be bought with points; there was no way to fake it.
“Sirin, don’t look at me like that, right?” Chen Heng know his earlier words were a huge shock to Sirin. He could understand if she had some special reaction but not that look.
“It’s not a problem of how I look at you now. Elder Brother, quickly answer my questions!”
“Technically speaking, yes.”
“This means I will leave in one month?”
“That should have been the case. However, after your elder brother’s tireless hard work, you can join the Dimension Administrators Association—the organization your elder brother is in—assuming that Customer Service doesn’t play any tricks.”
“That means I can stay in this world?” Sirin’s initially depressed mood improved, becoming happier.
“That’s not exactly the case. Sirin, in the end, you are not from this world, so you still need to return to your world. However, after you become an association member, you can spend 100 points to come to this world. You don’t need to know what points are now; just know they are not a problem for your elder brother.”
As Chen Heng spoke, Sirin’s mood fluctuated like a roller coaster.
“Elder Brother, has anyone ever told you that you will get beaten up for the way you speak?” After Sirin spoke, she punched Chen Heng in the chest.
A tiny fist pounding on me does not hurt at all. Chen Heng even found it funny. Then he actually laughed out loud.
“Elder Brother, we are talking about something extremely serious right now. Can you be more serious? At least don’t laugh in front of me!” Sirin pounded her tiny fist on his chest twice more when she saw Chen Heng laughing.