At this moment, the two little mice also floated to the side, singing the background music of "snowflakes drifting," which only served to accentuate the pitiful image of Mousie, making him seem even more forlorn.
Gary Smith couldn't help but facepalm.
"Enough, stop your act. Seeing that you've put in such effort, I'll double the reward I promised you earlier. I'll go buy it after we leave," he said.
He had to honor the reward, he couldn't dampen the child's enthusiasm.
"A promise is a promise!" Mousie turned around, extending his small paw to make a pinkie promise with Gary Smith.
Gary Smith rolled his eyes but nonetheless honestly linked pinkies with him.
Originally, he was worried that Mousie, with his lazy nature, would progress too slowly. Since Mousie had his own way of training, he didn't need to interfere, he just reminded him:
"By the way, you might try recalling one of your soul avatars. There might be a surprise."
"A surprise?"
