"No," I said, voice low and teeth clenched. "After you dragged me into that world and gave me a taste of that level of difficulty, there's no way in hell I'm stepping down. I've got a bone to pick with that place."
The bunny groaned, flopping onto its back like I was giving it a migraine. "You're obviously getting worked up for all the wrong reasons."
"I don't care," I shot back. "Bring me back to that world."
"Nope," it said, fluffing its ears. "You're not ready for A-rank. It's not just hard—it's unstable. There are no tutorials, no preloaded routes, no safety checkpoints. Even we don't have full control or visibility. It's an open-world nightmare where anyone could be the villain, and outcomes shift based on variables we can't track."
