E.T. Studio Company
Principles Studio
"How... How could this be!!"
Bronya's beautiful eyes constricted, her body trembling uncontrollably as she practically lunged towards her work computer.
It's him!
Brother, please, it has to be Brother!
Even though her heart no longer dared to hope, what if?
What if he was still alive?
What if her brother had faked his death for a year for some harebrained idea in his mind again?
What if Brother could once again serve as her seat when she played games?
What if Brother could once again pat her head?
Bronya could almost clearly hear her heart pounding "thump, thump, thump."
At the same time, she thought, if some bastard dared to hack into the Captain's account without her permission to cause trouble, she would let them know the power of a genius hacker!
She'd doxx them directly!
Bronya's slender fingers manipulated the mouse, her expression tense as she opened the Captain's chat window.
To see the letter is to see the person. This is your Brother, Jun An.
My dearest sister, Bronya Zaychik, I wonder how you've been this past year?
You must have grown into a tall and graceful young lady by now, right?
...
Lonely and helpless while fighting aliens, I couldn't help but think how wonderful it would be if you were there, so you could entrust your back to my protection.
When I was alone, seeing the joyful and harmonious Fulosians, I also missed you, my family, countless times. Indeed, it's only when one is alone that one truly understands the importance of family.
So, can you tell me your location? Before I set off again, even if it goes against my original intentions and the mission, I want to see you one more time.
Bronya read each word carefully, moving from initial disbelief to a slight conviction after seeing terms specific to Honkai like "Sea of Quanta" and "edge of the solar system."
Until the end, the tone, so like her brother's, truly sounded like someone carrying out the mission to protect Earth alone, confessing his inner loneliness to the person he trusted and missed the most.
Although this wasn't her brother's usual tone, it was indeed the tone of someone whose emotions had reached an extreme.
Bronya couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy; Brother missed her so much that he was actually sending a normal message.
If it were any other time, he would definitely mock her chest and butt, making dirty jokes to her, his little sister, completely unconcerned that she was also a girl.
Bronya thought for a moment and then directly sent her location.
"I'm at E.T. Studio Company, North America, eighth floor, fourth office from the left, Room 804."
Bronya's reply was concise as always. She felt that if the other person truly was Brother Jun An, then telling him her location was fine.
If not, or if they meant her harm, they wouldn't need to ask in such a roundabout way. After all, her office location wasn't exactly a secret; the front desk would know with a simple inquiry.
If it were an assassin or someone similar trying to confirm her location at the last minute, Bronya really couldn't think of anyone on Earth, aside from a few close friends, who could assassinate her.
No matter what, Bronya was confident she was at least a second-tier combatant on Earth. If Schicksal didn't intervene, she could even destroy an entire continent. What was there to be afraid of?
After all, the Herrscher of Reason's abilities had an extremely high ceiling.
Bronya stared intently at the screen, unable to stop herself from swallowing, wanting to see what kind of reply the other person would give.
After a long wait, the other side finally replied with two words.
—Wait for me.
Bronya then replied: When can you arrive? I'll pick you up.
However, she waited for a long time, but no message came. The message even remained in an "unread" state.
Bronya's heart sank instantly. She saw the Captain's avatar turn gray.
Damn it, he logged off!
Such an ill-mannered netizen, not even saying anything before logging off!
"Bronya, what's wrong?"
Alexandra saw her daughter's expression was even more varied than when she was reminiscing about the Captain just moments ago, as if the switch for her emotional control had malfunctioned, changing expressions every second. She couldn't help but ask.
"Brother..."
Bronya hesitated, ultimately not mentioning Jun An's return. After all, Bronya was only sure that this was something Jun An could write, but not something only Jun An could write.
Whether it was truly her brother still needed to be verified.
Moreover, if it was true, her brother was still on a mission, a mission that required secrecy about his existence, even his most basic life-or-death status.
If even Bronya, who was both family and a semi-retired Valkyrie, couldn't be told, then it must be a very important secret. It really wasn't suitable to tell her biological mother.
This had nothing to do with trust; this was a soldier's duty.
Bronya glanced at Alexandra. The massive milk-storage units bumped against Bronya's face as Alexandra tried to see the message on the computer, but Bronya quickly closed the window.
"Mama, you should head back first. I need to receive a guest."
Bronya thought about it and decided to send her mother back first. What if her brother, who was on an important secret mission, saw Alexandra here and got scared off?
What if she wanted to make the first move on her brother?
Although Bronya was confident her office had excellent soundproofing, with someone else around, Bronya wouldn't be able to perform well.
Yes, Bronya was talking about how to act like a bitchy-cute, good little sister.
According to Mei, a certain old auntie named Mobius liked to win Brother's favor this way. Bronya believed this, as she had seen one old auntie act young to steal and deceive her brother—Theresa.
Moreover, Brother had already written such a bitchy-cute message to her, so what was wrong with her being a tiny bit bitchy herself?
She'd just let him have it cheap.
Thus, Bronya took out the precious tea leaves she thought she wouldn't need and added a handful of red flower petals to them.
Meanwhile, on the other side...
Jun An immediately logged off after replying to Mei, Kiana, and Bronya.
Mainly, replying to three people at once was too tiring. Although not impossible, a competent time management master wouldn't let himself get tired.
"Is Daddy Jun An leaving?"
Griseo clutched Jun An's "handle," looking like she didn't want him to leave.
But according to the massage experience taught by Mama Aponia, helping him clean off the sweat at the end was the signal that Daddy wanted to finish.
Griseo remembered, it seemed to be called a "safety word"?
A safety word to prevent Daddy from dying of overexertion. Anyway, it was pretty much the same thing.
However, it usually wouldn't end with just one round per person.
"Yeah."
Jun An nodded. After all, he couldn't keep people waiting too long.
Jun An moved, realizing his arm was being held by Aponia, nestled in her embrace. A heavy feeling pressed down on his arm. Jun An had to slowly pull it out, trying not to wake Aponia.
Yesterday night, Jun An, holding Griseo, had used Sirin's ability to teleport in front of Aponia, who was kneeling for her routine prayers. He had splashed her face full of "water," and as compensation, pulled her into the "battle" as well.
Jun An glanced at Aponia lying nearby. She had shed her nun's attire. Compared to her saintly appearance as a nun, the Aponia before him looked more like a beautiful mature woman.
Aponia must have been in her late twenties when she entered the Elysian Realm. Like Himeko, though not yet thirty, she already possessed a very mature charm.
Breasts and buttocks as plump as small watermelons, long eyelashes, a graceful figure, pink lips, and an unguarded expression made one unable to resist the urge to steal a kiss.
Every move she made exuded the charm of a mature, beautiful woman.
Of course, she still had shortcomings.
Specifically, she didn't seem to possess Mobius's innate, boneless flexibility, nor had she trained like Eden to easily perform a high leg lift against a wall. She also lacked the bodily flexibility Griseo had at her young age.
Because she was a mental perception-type MANTIS and due to her own dangerous nature, the Flame-Chasers didn't require her to train as a warrior like Eden.
So, Aponia's overall flexibility and stamina were probably the weakest; you couldn't try many "tricks" with her.
Although she was voluptuous, and also the "biggest vehicle" Jun An had ever "driven," the "largest buns" he had ever "eaten," sometimes advantages were also disadvantages. The most obvious was that with mature older-sister types like her, Jun An couldn't just "hug-fuck" them like he did with Little Griseo.
In fact, Himeko once even turned the tables and "hug-fucked" Jun An, a complete outrageous reversal.
But in all honesty, the feeling of not having to move and still reaping the rewards was indeed quite good.
As expected, humanity's inherent flaws still affected him even at times like these.
Thus, Jun An felt he absolutely had to pray properly to Aponia, to confess his sins.
With such thoughts, Jun An soiled Aponia's face, the one that represented a nun's sanctity, then pulled Griseo off to take a bath, changed into a clean set of clothes, and left.
Anyway, aside from the adult Griseo, everyone in the Elysian Realm who needed to be "fed" had been fed. Jun An was too embarrassed to go find her under the pretext of "treating MANTIS side effects," so it was best to skip her for now.
Dressed, Jun An searched for the location of E.T. Studio Company. After confirming that his "little brother" had been properly "serviced" by Griseo and wouldn't pop up uninvited again, Jun An directly used Sirin's ability to go meet his dear sister.