On this side, Luna Sutton was walking on her way back.
Suddenly, the system's voice rang in her mind: "Ding, congratulations host, Corbin Crowley's favorability has increased by 40. Current favorability: -20. Please keep up the good work and quickly brush it up to neutral!"
She paused her steps, completely stunned.
Did she hear that right?
She had just been arguing with that bastard, and yet his favorability actually shot up by 40 points?
Is that dog of a man nuts? What kind of twisted brain circuits does he have?
She thought of those two bowls overflowing with venison, and suddenly understood something.
No wonder they all say, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach.
This is just so true.
Looks like her cooking really is good—she'd even conquered that jerk.
She was in a pretty good mood, and her steps felt even lighter heading home.
