When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0663

Paul examined the figurine closely. It looked vaguely human, but even calling it a human shape was generous. There were no facial features, expressions, or details in the posture–nothing.

He spoke plainly, “It’s… a bit sloppy. I can’t make it out.

Looking around, he noticed that all the other clay figures at the stand shared the same, he could say, unique style–an ugliness that felt almost deliberate. Oddly, there was no shopkeeper present, only a tripod holding up a phone with its back facing them.

Miranda studied the piece for a moment and said, “It’s a bit rough, but from this angle, it almost looks like …. Cupid?”

Just then, a young man suddenly popped up from behind the stall, almost as if he’d sprung out of the ground.

“Wow! You actually recognized it?” His eyes were practically sparkling. It seemed he finally found someone who understood his art.

Miranda blinked, “Wait, it really is Cupid?”

“Exactly!” The man nodded enthusiastically. “You’re the first person who’s ever recognized one of my

creations. I’m touched!”

Miranda hesitated. “Well, even though the shape and features… aren’t quite there, the outline kind of suggests it. Are you going for an abstract style?”

The man’s expression went from grateful to deadpan in an instant. “Are you here to insult me?”

stayed silent, caught off

chimed in, ‘She’s not wrong. It’s pretty

man gaped at

face? He had over two million followers online as a clay sculptor live streamer, known for his

and maybe

the live stream

this lady? She’s so blunt, but

hear this before he finally accepts the truth? Is it

She gave him

to her said such a thing in

this

They’re

be, but he doesn’t look

noticed the spike in viewers and had an idea. “How about!

her head. “That’s

“Why not?”

see myself in that

speechless. Meanwhile, comments poured

“Haha! She’s hilarious!”

bet Trapper’s soul just left