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The white text feed was relentless.
The instant I spoke my name, it erupted in a unified, mocking chorus.
[Has the System just completely given up?]
[It’s tried sending girls with a similar face-】
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[It’s tried sending girls with a similar personality-】
[This is the first time it’s been so blatant, sending a candidate with the exact same name.]
The System really isn’t afraid of making him angry, is it…]
[It’s one step away from just delivering her to his doorstep and saying: You wanted ‘Nora‘? Well, I brought ‘Nora‘ back for you…]
Unlike the boisterous text, the boy’s face remained devoid of any emotion.
He just said calmly, “My name is Noah.
After he spoke, his gaze on me intensified, as if he were observing me, waiting for some kind of reaction.
Nora, Noah…
His name was so similar
to mine.
Combined with the information revealed by the phantom text…
Perhaps Reik Thorne’s dead wife was named Nora.
