Chapter 55: Loneliness Chapter 55: Loneliness Meanwhile, Nnenna was lost in thought, scolding herself harshly.

“I have good points, right?

I could’ve used them!” she muttered under her breath, frustration coloring her tone.

Without thinking, she slapped her cheek lightly, as if the action could knock some sense into her.

This time, Ikenna couldn’t ignore her odd behavior.

He threw her a sidelong glance, his lips twitching as though suppressing a laugh.

What on earth was she doing?

Despite his amusement, he decided against commenting.

Whatever was going on in her head, it was her business.

He had more than enough to deal with as it was.

The Love System’s voice resonated in her mind, soothing and warm.

“Yes, you could have used them,” she began gently, “but good points aren’t easy to earn.

If you can endure the situation or solve it on your own, it’s better to save them for truly crucial moments.

Do not worry, my Master has come to give you life and life more abundantly.

As long as you complete missions and bear good fruit, you will be fine.

His name is a strong tower; good people run into it and are safe.

If it had been absolutely necessary, I would have reminded you to use your good points.” The words were like a balm to her soul, reassurance sinking into the corners of her heart that had been tense just moments ago.

her earlier panic

murmured aloud, her tone

Love System’s unwavering comfort

in her silent exchange with the

with every

her expression shifted, the lines of worry easing into a more relaxed,

mind began to clear, and the anxiety that had clung to her earlier felt like a

Nnenna, pulling her focus back from

lips pressing together briefly

to tell my family or anyone about this, right?” Her

her eyes as she awaited his

demeanor shifted

faint smirk that usually played on his lips disappeared, replaced

of finality as he answered, “I will tell the necessary

expression quickly

you don’t mind, who are

just a false

need

arms crossing over her chest as if shielding herself from the weight

but his grip on the wheel tightened

are left for me to decide,”

her briefly, his

who said they wouldn’t

short, bitter laugh escaped

about

a sharp edge that lingered

grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly as he cast a sidelong glance

in her tone struck a chord

by the

who had practically moved mountains to ensure her safety and comfort, no

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