"….."
"….."
I stood in silence, staring at Kyle who turned his attention towards me, his face awkward as he scratched the side of his face.
"…Is this it?"
I opened my mouth. Is this it? Is... this it? I really felt like lunging at him and beating him to a pulp, but then looking at the monitor right before Kyle, and the glaring [Game Cleared] that appeared on it, I pursed my lips and felt my shoulders deflate.
'He… didn't even flinch.'
The entire time, he cleared the game without so much as a change in expression. He did mumble things like, 'Oh, I like this. Not bad. Kind of cool…' but that was about it.
He still cleared the game effortlessly.
I had felt so confident in the game, and yet…
'Damn it, at least show me something!'
While I did expect Kyle to clear the game to some extent, I was still confident in what I had created. I was hoping he'd show some sort of reaction, but the fact that he showed nothing made me grow extremely worried.
