"...Sora, what are you looking at?"
Facing Fang Zheng's inquiry, the white-haired girl opposite said nothing, as if she hadn't heard. Fang Zheng simply smiled and shook his head. Although he had seen everything like a fast-forwarding movie before the "game started," he still understood a bit about his "sister's" personality.
Because she was frail and sickly from a young age, his sister rarely went to school and didn't like to interact with outsiders. Her personality was somewhat willful. But to Fang Zheng, that was endearing—he remembered how Black Cat once told him about her sister who would call her brother to do things at a whim, and slapped him when she was in a bad mood. Compared to that, Sora was rather cute except for some occasional small tantrums.
"Do you want some snacks?"
