[Alice's Current Mood Level: 3/100 (Despair, Distrust)]
[Alice's Mood Level is critically low. Host, please comfort her immediately!]
The system's notifications were always objective, devoid of any emotion.
But this time, the situation seemed so dire that even the system couldn't stand Ryan's behavior, urging him repeatedly.
"I know, I know! Just let me convince myself first, alright?"
Ryan flipped off the empty air, slumping against the wall, feeling defeated.
Alice was his mission target, but she was also his friend. Walking away just now—wasn't that a bit too careless?
There had to be a better way to handle things, but instead, he chose to run away.
He thought back to the photo on her bedside table, the family picture from the amusement park with a missing figure, and the contrast between Alice's past and present—the smile that had vanished from her face. All of it explained why Alice had become the way she was today.