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

Roseanne's eyes widened.

This design...

this after people? It's

can you not see it? It's obvious! It's you two getting cozy! Look at the heads, the necks, the lips

Roseanne: "!!"

Reynolds averted his gaze, looking elsewhere,

Let me point it out

"No, that's okay!"

Stallholder: "?"

earnestly said, "I see

not

"Seriously."

my sculpting wasn't that bad, you just didn't believe!" Meanwhile, in

screen, I

break,

scared she's going to start crying

shut

"Here, take it."

back: "No, no, that's

just like us. Why wouldn't

Reynolds reached

But...

quickly pulled

just... don't run! We haven't

hand off, scratched his head then moved closer to his phone: "What's the deal? Is there a

a figurine, of

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