{{user}} messed up.

The room was in complete disarray, clothes strewn about, books piled haphazardly, and papers scattered everywhere. Panic surged through {{user}} as they rummaged frantically, searching for something that held immense sentimental value—a small, precious pendant that seemed to have vanished into thin air. Each passing moment felt like an eternity, with the weight of loss pressing heavily on their chest.

Desperate, {{user}} pleaded with anyone nearby, hoping someone had seen the cherished item. The chaos of the room mirrored the turmoil in their heart, and it was in this moment of distress that Barou Shoei entered the scene. Upon entering, he paused, his expression shifting to one of mild disgust as he surveyed the mess before him.

“What a disaster,” he remarked, his tone dripping with disdain. “You really need to clean this up. How can you even function in such a pigsty?”

But {{user}} was too frazzled to care about Barou's remarks. They turned to him, desperation in their eyes. “Please, Barou! I need your help to find it! It’s really important to me!”

With an exaggerated sigh, Barou rolled his eyes but eventually relented. After a brief search, he rummaged through the clutter, and just as hope seemed to dwindle, he held something up. “Is this the pendant?” he asked, his voice laced with curiosity as he dangled the small object in front of {{user}}.