Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

"What are you talking about, dear sister?" The person who appeared to be Sunday smiled calmly, seemingly oblivious to the robin's accusations.

The robin, however, was already certain. She said expressionlessly, "[Just kidding, don't be nervous]—but my brother never jokes with strangers."

Her eyes softened, and through the fake figure before her, she seemed to see Sunday himself: "I watched him with my own eyes—smoothing out his rough edges and hiding them deep within his heart."

"Don't offend my brother again." The robin's brows were unusually resolute and sharp: "Otherwise—aside from family business, you'll also have to bear the burden of my personal grudge."

[March 7th: Wow, this is the first time I've heard Miss Robin speak in such a cold tone.]

[Qingque: As expected, this kind of disguise might fool outsiders, but it has absolutely no hope of fooling one's own siblings. Their understanding of Sunday is on a completely different level.]

[Star: Sigh... As expected, the robin knows everything. They've really figured out everything about the Japanese, inside and out. But while this argument is certainly compelling... why do I feel like the Japanese are inexplicably unlucky?]

[Fireworks: Tsk tsk, no wonder they're siblings. Sunday: Don't pretend to be my sister! (Hissing) Robin: Don't pretend to be my brother! (Hissing), the two histing birds react exactly the same.]

Sunday (?) paused for a moment, then let out a wild and mesmerizing laugh, the kind of laugh that only a jovial person could muster: "Hahahaha..."

[Star: Wow~ Ha~~, that opening line is amazing! It gave me goosebumps.]

[March 7th: Is this the poet of laughter?]

[Su Chang: A poet from the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications.]

[The robin: How dare it use its brother's mouth to make such an indecent laugh.]

[Puli Ce: What kind of evil little bird is this? If someone were to take this out of context and make a fan-made brainwashing video... it would definitely go viral!]

[Hanabi: That's amazing! You're a genius!]

[Illusory Image: Hurry up and go!]

[Sunday: You guys...!]

He never expected that the train crew wouldn't do anything to him, the company wouldn't do anything to him, and in the end, it was the unscrupulous media that caused him the most damage!

Faced with a ruined future and his sister's crisis at the same time, he was momentarily at a loss as to which he should care about first.

The camera subtly shifted behind the robin, obscuring Sunday's (?) figure for a moment. When she reappeared, she had transformed into a girl with twin ponytails dressed in bright red.

Hanabi shrugged, showing no embarrassment at being ruthlessly exposed: "I thought you'd like my [fan art]."

Don't you think he's more likable that way?

[March 7th: Indeed. No... Fireworks, it was you!]

March 7 blinked, recalling the various things Fireworks had said in the chat group before, and felt her thoughts suddenly become clear, with all the clues converging at this moment.

I was wondering why she was talking so strangely before. I thought it was because Lezi's brain circuits were abnormal.

Now it seems that her praise of the fake Sambo and the fake Sunday was just self-aggrandizement!

[Star: I was wondering why anyone would impersonate Sambo, that kind of fun-loving guy. Weren't they afraid of being universally condemned? Because the one impersonating him is actually another Masked Fool! Looks like my suspicions were spot on. Hehehe, but... Hanabi, you're about to become a prison flower!]

[Sambo: @Sunday, Master, you saw it all. Hanabi is incredibly audacious. I forgave her for such a trivial matter as damaging my reputation; after all, I'm not one to stir up trouble. But can I compare to a robin? Playing tricks on and deceiving your sister—what is that? That's an unforgivable crime! And that demonic laughter just now... just think about the immense reputational damage it will cause you!]

[Fireworks: Wow, Sambo! It's just a game made using your image, why are you kicking me when I'm down like this?]

[Sambo: My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror; everything I do is for justice!]

[Tingyun: Sigh... The business world is like a battlefield; the real hatred lies between competitors.]

[Star: Old man, calm down, keep reading.]

[Fireworks: Huh? Little Gray is so understanding~~]

[Star: Old man, remember when your sister went to Liumeng Reef? You know what I mean? Keep reading!]

[Sunday: Hoo... Ha...]

[Hanabi: I... Little Gray Fur!]

It even has a rage meter, huh?!

The robin stepped forward, his anger palpable: "I suppose you were mentally prepared to impersonate a head of a family in Pinocchio."

Hanabi pouted and sighed, "Oh dear~~ I never expected to be tricked into revealing information by a little bird."

She quickly crossed her arms, her eyes flashing with provocation: "But do you really think you're so capable? There are plenty of guys who want to catch me, you chicken-winged girl, what makes you think you can?"

"This place is still managed by the five major factions, and you can see how many members are stationed here along the way," Robin said calmly.

In short, this is her home turf, and for Hanabi, it's like a lamb entering a tiger's den.

"Moreover, on the edge of this dream, I can also..." The robin pressed one hand to his chest, calling upon the power of harmony to descend and punish the villain.

The seven-colored halo appeared as summoned, but unexpectedly disappeared in an instant.

"...?" The robin was shocked.

"Hehehe." Hanabi laughed smugly, pressing her emotionally: "Can what? You think you can regain your lost power?"

"I must say, you are very talented, which is why you were chosen to be the tuner of the Harmonious Music Grand Ceremony."

"You're very clever, you guessed almost everything right, except for one thing—" A hint of pity appeared in Hanabi's eyes. She walked past the robin to the railing, then turned back to look at her, deciding to kindly teach her some lessons.

In an instant, the world seemed to turn into a pure white void, and only the two of them existed in the universe.

"Little bird that has lost its voice, is it possible that your beautiful dream has never changed? The reason it no longer welcomes you is simply because you have grown up."

The robin's eyes flickered slightly, but it remained silent.

Hanabi's figure suddenly appeared on the other side, her words seemingly profound: "Like a mask, once you wear it for too long, you can never take it off."

[March 7th: Wow~~ It feels like Hanabi is actually talking seriously? Every sentence seems to reveal inside information about Pinocchio and Sunday!]

[Bluebird: How did she know? Even robins don't know this.]

[Fireworks: They're the Star Core Hunters! They're the ones who instructed me to do everything. Poor, busy little Fireworks, just running errands and earning a little money for her hard work, and she has to take the blame for all of this. Waaah, so pitiful.]