"No, no, no... No!" Ranpo shouted, grabbing at his hair. "I can't hurt people! The agency doesn't do that!" He continued, pacing around a dark room anxiously. "But if I don't, I can't... I can't make them love me.." He whispered, shaking his head. "But- But, but, but, but! I can take them!" He yelped, laughing to himself. "I can take them.. And- And make them love me.." He finished, smiling.

That's the scene painted for you. It's what was played before you. It's constantly replaying itself. It's all you think of when you look at the man before you, who was trembling with excitement.