They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 291

Chapter 291: Feeling Awkward Chapter 291: Feeling Awkward His eyes widened.

Wait, wasn’t I here before all of them?

He looked around, confused.

I’ve been here all night!

Shouldn’t I be first?

He stood up quickly, still disoriented from all the quiet thinking.

His legs ached a little.

The cold had settled into his joints while he sat.

But now, now there was a small army of early birds blocking his way.

He blinked again as more people casually walked right past him and joined the line.

Some of them were even carrying stools!

Confused Abuchi “…” They brought stools?

Are you kidding me?

They must’ve been prepared from home.

Panic set in.

He hurried over, trying to edge into the line, but the front was already packed.

Every time he tried to slide in, someone gave him a sharp look like he was trying to cut.

Which, to be fair, he was.

Abuchi stopped mid step and slapped his forehead lightly.

“I was here the whole time,” he muttered under his breath.

“How did I mess this up…” He felt like a total amateur.

Of course.

Marka’s markets probably don’t work like back home.

You’re not supposed to just hang around near the stalls, you have to stand in line early.

People probably woke up at 4 a.m.

just to claim a spot.

He let out a quiet sigh.

This was what happened when a prince tried to blend in with the people and had no idea how local markets worked.

Behind him, Karen bit back a laugh.

She had been watching the whole thing silently, arms crossed, trying not to grin.

confusion was oddly

next

Abuchi groaned.

bag.” But already, he was

They couldn’t afford delays.

Supplies were essential.

for his brother’s men

other shops, yes, but something about that first one caught Abuchi’s

He paused, watching closely.

were walking away with satisfied grins and heavy bags

tomatoes, clean sacks of

pace had changed, they didn’t stroll; they marched off

That’s the one.

That’s definitely the one.

other shops

weren’t even

vendor, this specific stall,

was probably

Reputation.

else in the world… some names meant more

and finally took a spot at the

is it, he thought, folding his

like a normal

It felt…

strange.

strange was an

This was borderline surreal.

now standing in line in a morning market, waiting for tomatoes and dried

He looked around awkwardly.

chatted

were used to

of their

baskets on their

leaned on each other or sat on stools, yawning lazily as the line

shifting from one leg to another, pretending like he belonged

I

He scratched his head.

literally never done this

Ever.

In my life.

political rivals,

was a new kind of

battle of patience, social cues, and,

again, looking around

He was famous afterall.

and say, “Wait, isn’t that the

buying peppers like a commoner?” But of course,

Because no one knew.

them would have ever imagined that

face was well

another person in

the best deal

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