Good news.
Firefly—handled.
Bad news.
Robin still died ahead of schedule.
Evan pulled Firefly along and walked over to Gallagher.
After hearing the answer—
He couldn't help it.
"…Seriously?"
"Robin still died?"
When he originally planned the script—
He had been thinking:
Who in the Family would dare kill Robin?
Because her death—
Was full of inconsistencies.
Too strange.
Too abrupt.
And now—
After hearing Gallagher's words—
Evan immediately pulled out his phone.
📱 Group Chat: "Family That Loves Each Other"
Evan:
Hey! Hey! Robin is dead—did you guys know?!
Evan:
March! Stelle! Are you safe?
March 7th:
Eh?? Robin is dead?? What happened?? I didn't hear anything!
Himeko:
Not sure. But there are a lot of Hound Family members searching around here.
Welt:
They won't make it too public… but this situation will definitely be troublesome.
Stelle:
Eh? Robin… she died right in front of me.
"…!"
Evan almost dropped his phone.
No wonder she hasn't shown up.
She went there.
That means—
Robin is really dead.
But the reason?
Unknown.
Betrayal?
Or something else?
One thing was certain:
Robin had entered the Deep Dream.
Because there are only two ways to enter:
Find the hidden pathDie
The origin dream.
The place closest to the massive memoria core—
Reverie Reef.
And with Robin's death—
It proved one thing clearly:
The internal conflict of the Family—
Had reached a breaking point.
Order vs Harmony.
And the entire dream—
Built on a Stellaron—
Was beginning to collapse.
Dreamscape — Reverie Hotel
Stelle followed behind Aventurine step by step.
They arrived at a room.
He pushed the door open.
"Look, my friend."
"The game has begun."
"Make a deal with me."
"You can't refuse."
He waved aside the floating dream bubbles—
And led her inside.
At the center—
Inside the dream pool—
A girl lay quietly.
Still.
Beautiful.
Robin
A sharp slash wound—
Across her chest.
It looked like—
She had been assassinated in her sleep.
Memoria bubbles—
Began leaking out from beneath her body.
Then—
A gasp.
Her body—
Dissolved.
Into flowing memory.
And vanished.
"…Ah…"
"W-What?!"
"What is happening?!"
Even Stelle—
Was shaken.
Shock.
Doubt.
Disbelief.
All surfaced at once.
"No reason."
"No room for mercy."
Aventurine slowly raised his head.
Looking at her.
Eyes filled with calculation.
Beep.
Her phone lit up.
Evan's message.
She hesitated—
Then typed.
"…She died."
"Right in front of me."
"…I…"
"It's fine."
Aventurine smiled.
"You still have time to think."
"But now—"
"We should leave."
"The Family's hounds are already on the move."
"Stay any longer…"
"And you won't be able to leave."
A coin spun in the air—
Two and a half rotations.
Caught.
He turned—
And left.
Stelle remained.
Silent.
Who did this?
The room—
Was given by Aventurine.
But Acheron had told her—
It originally belonged to her.
So—
Who was lying?
Who was the killer?
The answer—
Was nowhere.
Golden Hour
Sunday stood in the distance.
Ahead—
The grand opera house.
Where the Harmony Festival would be held.
He said nothing.
For a long time.
Then—
A voice behind him.
"…Brother."
"I'm back."
He turned.
"…Welcome back."
"How was your preparation?"
"It's fine."
"…Fine?"
"That's not good enough."
"You are the pride of the Family."
"Don't let unnecessary emotions affect your voice."
"…I understand."
She placed a hand on her chest.
Then asked softly—
"…Brother."
"You seem troubled."
"Is it because of the guests invited by the Watchmaker?"
"…Yes."
"I received reports."
"Some of them…"
"Have died."
"…What?!"
"There is a nightmare."
"Called Death."
"It attacks indiscriminately."
"And brings mental death to all."
"But in the Family's dream…"
"No misfortune should exist."
"It disrupts harmony."
"And peace."
"…How hateful."
"…Did someone die again?"
"…Yes."
Sunday nodded slightly.
Originally—
The one meant to die—
Was the stowaway.
But now—
Firefly was with Evan.
So the target—
Changed.
He glanced behind him.
Cold.
"That's enough."
"Fool."
"…Hehe~"
A small golden fish appeared.
Then—
A girl.
Sparkle
Her twin-tailed face—
Sweet.
Playful.
But her words—
Not at all.
"You may have lost your sister~"
"But you still have me~"
"I can take her place at the ceremony~"
"…Why so angry?"
"I'm even using the face you love~"
"Fool."
"You're seeking death."
In an instant—
Sunday appeared before her.
Grabbing her by the throat.
"Do not test my patience."
"I don't care why you're here."
"But if you continue—"
"You'll become the next 'entertainment.'"
"Hehe~"
"Aw~ Wing-boy is mad~"
"I was just trying to cheer you up~"
"…Enough."
A voice interrupted.
Evan arrived.
With Firefly.
He sighed lightly.
"…Don't push it."
"He's already unstable."
"If he summons the Harmonious Choir—"
"That would be troublesome."
(Yeah… if that happens, things go very bad.)
Sunday glanced at him.
Then at Firefly.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
Then—
He smiled.
"I know you."
"And you."
"A stowaway from the Stellaron Hunters."
"And a Nameless from the Astral Express."
"What brings you here?"
The air—
Turned heavy.
Because now—
Everyone important—
Had entered the stage.
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