Hugo sat there, frozen. His eyes were locked onto the screen, his face blank with pure shock. He didn't move. He didn't blink. He barely breathed.
His brain? Malfunctioning.
'No. No, this… this isn't real. This has to be a dream. An illusion. A cruel joke from the universe!'
Meanwhile, Loli let out a long, exhausted sigh. As if winning was just another normal thing for her. With a stretch, she pushed herself off his lap and stood up.
The warmth of her body, which had been pressed against him for so long, suddenly disappeared.
Hugo felt it immediately. The loss. The emptiness. The cold, lonely void where Loli used to be.
'Damn it… it's like my soul just got yanked out of my chest…'
But no! He couldn't focus on that now. His eyes stayed on the screen, replaying the moment over and over again, searching for anything—a glitch, an unfair mechanic, divine intervention—anything to explain what had just happened.