When Motan rose from the Game Cabin, his mood could be described as terribly awful.
This situation was extremely rare, at least it almost never happened when he was in his current, "Chaotic Neutral" personality, considering even the most troublesome affairs were seen by him as a form of 'pleasure'.
But now...
It was hard for him to feel cheerful. The prerequisite for 'pleasure' was that despite the twists and turns or the trouble that drove one to distraction, there was still a method to solve and cope with it. For Motan, there were very few things he couldn't handle, so naturally, he could regard it as a kind of joy most people can hardly imagine.
However, there wasn't any immediate solution for the problem this time.
"Again..." Motan didn't even look at his phone. He remembered clearly the duration of his online time or the length of time he stayed in Dave's wardrobe, so the result was obvious: "Over two hours are lost again, even longer than the last time!"