"My dear little brother, I can feel it—you're exhausted, aren't you?"
"If you're willing, I'd like to give you a big, warm hug."
"Forget about everything else for a moment—at the very least, we're friends, aren't we?"
Daniel heard the suggestion and, without hesitation, shook his head decisively.
"Thanks, but no need."
After that brief dance just moments ago, Daniel could already sense Isabella's seductive influence strengthening once more. He knew better than to give her any further opportunities.
"Actually," he said calmly, "I'm not as miserable as you imagine. I do have my own ways to relax."
"Oh? I see, so it's just me overthinking again," Isabella replied with a soft, wistful smile.
"There are only ten minutes left. Let me feel the warmth of this world just a little longer."
"Come on, little brother—let's leave together."
At the same time, across the vast human communication network,
the quiet net that had been silent for some time suddenly erupted like a storm.
