I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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With her chin slightly raised, the Dome Robin exuded an air of certainty, as if she had seen through everything.

"But there's no need to continue this clumsy performance in front of me, is there?"

This sharp retort made Sunday's already furrowed brows even deeper.

His gaze swept over his two sisters again, but when he looked at the robin that Star was pointing at with a baseball bat, his eyes held a scrutinizing and cold look.

“Brother, I am the real robin! She is the Fool in Masks!”

The real robin sensed the doubt in its brother's eyes, its heart sank, and a sense of absurdity and grievance welled up inside it.

"Fool!"

Sunday's voice suddenly turned cold, carrying an unquestionable authority.

"You've used this vile trick time and time again. Do you really think I won't get angry? Since you've walked right into our trap this time, then stay here!"

He was absolutely certain that the real robin was behind him.

The reasons are clear and sufficient:

Firstly, since the beginning of Dream Reef, when Walter returned to see the Dream Master, the two siblings were almost inseparable. It was impossible for the Fool to complete the replacement without disturbing him.

Secondly, while guiding the dreamer, the two chatted during the golden hour and encountered Hanabi, who was disguised as a robin, and Ameng, who was acting as the agent's secretary, on Grax Avenue.

It's possible they're using a clone ability to stage a double act, but that's unlikely.

The false clones could not fool the eyes of Sunday, who was blessed by the power of harmony. At that time, the fireworks and the robin were the true originals, not energy clones.

This shows that the robin beside him was indeed a genuine robin.

Thirdly, the robin's words and actions were perfectly normal.

Previously, when Robin was talking with her sister in Grax about their shared ideals, such as the Pinocchio dream, the future, and paradise, she, as always, yearned for freedom and harmony.

When the two talked about their childhood experiences of saving the little clown pigeon, they answered fluently.

The Masked Fool could never know such private and specific matters.

Although the other party's acting was so realistic that he had a moment of suspicion.

But after careful consideration, the truth and falsehood are obvious in the face of these three solid chains of evidence!

“My…brother…”

The real robin, gazing into Sunday's resolute yet cold eyes, felt an overwhelming sense of absurdity, a feeling of powerlessness and bitterness at being mistaken for someone closest to him spreading through his mind.

why?

Brother... why don't you recognize me?

As for the train crew...

The older brother gave his opinion on Sunday, so what else is there to say?

Is there anyone who understands their sister better than their own sibling?

The question of whether the Monkey King was real or fake has been definitively answered.

The robin beside him was undoubtedly a fake!

The train crew, now on high alert, instinctively took two steps back and quickly formed a tighter formation, effectively isolating the lone robin from the outside.

Only the stars and the sky remained in place, not moving immediately.

"Everyone, I..."

The robin was speechless for a moment, unsure of how to express its feelings.

Should I say I'm sad? Or heartbroken?

A variety of emotions, including confusion, frustration, pain, and anxiety, were stuck in her chest, preventing her from expressing any concrete reactions.

"I really am a robin."

The robin took a deep breath, clenched its cold hands into fists, and swallowed all its emotions and sighs.

She, who can use her own body to provide support for the delivery of relief supplies, is not a weak little girl who panics and loses her composure in the face of trouble.

After forcing itself to calm down quickly, the clever little bird immediately made the right choice.

“Brother, do you still remember…”

She raised her eyes, looking firmly at Sunday, ready to reveal some secrets known only to her and her brother.

Although it's unclear why my brother is so certain that the other person is the real one, this approach at least changes his attitude from firm belief to doubt.

Then there is room for further explanation.

Of course, Qiong wouldn't give the robin a chance.

The conversation was interrupted by a sudden, warm touch.

The robin looked down in surprise and found a hand with distinct knuckles gently holding its slightly cool hand.

She looked up along the arm and met the gray-haired youth's calm yet determined gaze.

"I believe in you, robin."

“Qiong…”

The warmth from my palm felt so real, gradually dispelling the helplessness and coldness of being isolated.

The robin's slightly widened eyes slowly settled into surprise and anxiety, and her tightly furrowed brows unconsciously relaxed.

The girl felt ripples spreading and surging within her heart.

She never expected that, in the midst of her own blood brother's inability to recognize her and everyone's suspicion of her, Qiong would resolutely stand by her side.

As for why things are so dire... well, that's none of your business!

Qiong took out a pair of light purple and pale white panties embroidered with musical notes and the wings of a dove of harmony, and put her and the robin's hands through the sides of the panties and twisted them together.

"This is our bond!"

Robin: "!!!???"

Himeko: "..."

March 7th: "?"

Haunted Rabbit: "?"

Firefly: "!!!"

Sunday:"……"

A subtle silence fell over the large room.

"This, this is my underwear..."

Their fingers were intertwined, their wrists tied together with their panties. Robin's flawless white face instantly flushed with two bright red lines, and she was at a loss.

"Those are my underwear... Sora, I am the real robin!"

Seeing this, the other robin seemed to get anxious.

Shy and timid like a newly blooming lotus, hesitant yet determined, her large, emerald-like eyes misted with shyness, yet she remained fixed on the sky before her, with an adorable look that said, "I'm going all in!"

The character was perfectly executed; Qiong the Robin and herself put on a double act.

"I still have the mark you left here from that night..."

Qiong Robin pulled open the collar of her dress, revealing a strawberry logo under her delicate collarbone.

Robin: "???"

What?

what's the situation?

I do have some feelings for Sora, but it's not going to happen that quickly, is it?

PS:

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Volume 1: Chapter 624 What is a double act? (Tactical lean back)

The crystal chandelier casts a dazzling light.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qiong Robin tore open the collar of her luxurious singer's dress.

Her movements were swift and agile, yet the scenery revealed in that instant added a stunning and impactful beauty to them.

On her flawless skin, a blush of pink was clearly visible—a strawberry mark.

The fiery, alluring crimson hue contrasted sharply with her flawless, white skin.

Qiong Robin tilted her head slightly, parted her moist pink lips, and her eyes sparkled, revealing a captivating tenderness and shyness.

In an instant, the entire preparation room fell into a deathly silence, and the atmosphere became extremely eerie and subtle.

Liu Ying's gaze was fixed on that fresh strawberry mark that seemed to stretch across the Northern Hemisphere, and her slender body trembled slightly.

She had an urge to transform into Sam and set the entire Pinocchio Theatre ablaze.

Little March stared blankly, her mouth agape in the shape of a Type-C interface, her pupils dilated, and her CPU briefly crashed.

"The robin!"

Sunday was naturally the first to be unable to bear the shock of this scene.

He forced out a low, suppressed rebuke, his forehead veins throbbing.

For Lao Ri, this scene was no different from witnessing his carefully nurtured cabbage being eaten by a wild boar.

Her own daughter, Bai Cai, got pregnant by Huang Mao, while the pig across the street was also philandering, completely bewitched by a vixen (a fake robin). Her precious Bai Cai ran back to her parents' home, where she comforted her unborn baby in front of her elderly father, heavily pregnant.

He was grinding his back teeth to powder!

"Qiongzai!"

Xing was the second to react and immediately launched an attack. A raccoon flew onto Qiong and strangled him with a baseball bat.

"Tell your sister honestly, when did you do it?"

"How could they do such a despicable, vile, and utterly immoral thing to a robin!"

"This is an outrageous crime, deserving of death and an injustice!"

It's like seeing your best friend driving a Land Rover, with a stunningly beautiful superstar in the passenger seat—a woman who is so beautiful that trillions of people would never dare to even dream of getting close to her. Jealousy makes her unrecognizable, and she grits her teeth to the extreme.

On Sunday, he expressed his complete agreement and wholehearted approval.

That blond guy... no, that gray guy, he really deserves to die!

His younger sister, on the other hand, was a well-mannered, obedient, and clever child.

"What about the time? What about the place?! How could you not invite me to do something like this?!"

Then, on Sunday, he watched as Xing grabbed Qiong by the neck and shook her violently while uttering the shocking statement that she wanted to "apply to join the three-player squad".

The fleeting hint of sympathetic admiration that had just risen in Sunday's eyes vanished instantly, leaving him expressionless.

He retracted his praise.

Are those two gray-haired people?

"I'll definitely do it next time."

Qiong rolled her eyes as she was being strangled, leaned back, and then lightly bumped her head against Xing's forehead. The double pain temporarily quelled the crazed Xing Core Spirit.

You really dare to agree?

On Sunday, I slowly opened my eyes, in disbelief.

Not only did he attack his sister, but he even attacked his twin sister (or older sister?)?

Should we take them to a party?

This is no ordinary playboy!

We must strike hard!