Chapter 671

"Sorry!"

"My bad-"

They both started speaking at the same time, then instinctively stepped back.

Their eyes locked, and beyond the awkwardness, there was a hint of something else brewing - perhaps a flirtatious tension.

Roseanne: "You..."

Owen Reynolds: "I..."

"Why don't you go first, Professor?"

Owen Reynolds looked down, seemingly lost in thought or maybe wrestling with his words.

When he finally looked up, it was as if he had made a decision: "Roseanne, I actually—" "Look at that, done and dusted!" The stallholder's laid-back voice cut through the moment. Roseanne, already flushing with embarrassment, seized the chance to divert her gaze. "That was quick?"

Stallholder: "No helping it, mate, I'm just that good."

With that, he pushed the clay figurine towards her.

One glance and Roseanne couldn't help but twitch at the corners of her mouth.

She should have known better than to expect anything.

The previous figurines, though blurry in features, at least had discernible faces.

This one...

missing, replaced by two vague humanoid shapes, heads leaning into one

Roseanne's eyes widened.

This design...

this after people?

you not see it? It's obvious! It's you two getting

Roseanne: "!!"

his gaze, looking elsewhere,

see it? Let me point it out again,

"No, that's okay!"

Stallholder: "?"

earnestly said, "I see it

real? You're not pulling my

"Seriously."

bad, you just didn't believe!" Meanwhile,

through the screen, I can feel

break,

going to

shut him

"Here, take it."

instinctively stepped back: "No, no, that's

not? You said it looked just like us.

Owen Reynolds reached out

But...

pulled him

don't run! We

moved closer to his phone: "What's

You made such a

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