They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 229: Your Real Sister Chapter 229: Your Real Sister Ebere scoffed.

“I’m jogging, of course.

What does it look like I’m doing?” Nnenna narrowed her eyes.

“Since when did you start prioritizing physical exercise?” Ebere hesitated, looking away for a brief moment before answering, “Since the day you had to save me.” A heavy silence settled between them.

“I never did physical exercise before,” Ebere admitted, voice quieter now.

“My whole life, I let people protect me.

And because of that, I was helpless when it really mattered.

I refuse to be that weak again.” She took a deep breath, then turned to look Nnenna in the eye.

“Every morning, from now on, I’ll be joining you.” She paused.

“I hope you don’t mind.” Her voice wavered slightly, almost as if she feared rejection.

Nnenna stared at her, still trying to process what was happening.

This was the same Ebere who had once tormented her, insulted her, wished for her suffering.

But now… now she was standing before her, trying to change, trying to be stronger.

Something in Nnenna’s chest tightened.

Nnenna thought about it for a while.

It was shocking, one of her siblings finally talking to her.

Her eldest brother, the rightful king, was still missing.

The one currently ruling in his place, Obinna, had turned completely cold toward her, making life difficult in every way possible.

Her third brother, Abuchi, didn’t hate her outright but certainly wasn’t on her side either.

And then there was her fourth brother, the worst of them all, who made it his mission to loudly declare at every opportunity that she was the reason their father had died.

And yet, here was Ebere.

The same sister who had ignored her for an entire month, now suddenly deciding to join her for a morning jog.

It was… comforting.

More than she wanted to admit.

for some kind of warmth, some kind of connection with her family, even though they had never really given it

she

Was this gratitude?

there something

few moments of silence,

one for tiptoeing

don’t blame me for Father’s death?” she asked, raising an

didn’t care whether the answer

But internally… she cared.

More than anything.

bit her lip at the

answer

to turn away, deciding to continue her jog as if she hadn’t asked in

you for his death.” Nnenna’s steps

deep breath and

us dead… you wouldn’t have saved me.” Her voice was steady, but there was a quiet

the worst of all our

were looking for someone to save, I should

our brothers,

chose me.” Nnenna swallowed but said

a small, bitter

Father was the one who decided to sacrifice his life for

I don’t know why.

that Father always had his

wasn’t a

and your sister than your enemy.” She hesitated, looking down at her hands

you’re sincere,”

I always

just… didn’t want to see

the truth.” She took

want to

want to be your

Your real sister.

almost fearful, like

her mouth to reply

A familiar sound.

Ding!

70% of your sister’s

140 good

As the Love System’s voice faded, Nnenna

70% of her affection?

slow, painful process, years of effort to earn even a