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... to her room, Evanessa stared silently at the status window floating in the air. Below all of her rotten stats, right at the end of the screen, [Affection points: 1] could be seen.

“Wasn’t that a system error?”

Affection points were only awarded when she was able to make a good impression on the male characters. In fact, less than five was actually considered good as it could be seen as a curiosity and rising interest.

Evanessa unconsciously reached out and hugged the pillow as ...

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