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,

chimed in, ‘She’s not wrong. It’s

gaped

over two million followers online as a clay sculptor

tried to encourage him, “Keep at it, and maybe the features

the live stream erupted in

She’s so blunt, but she sounds so serious and

hear this before he finally accepts the truth? Is

time’s different. She gave him hope,

such a

say, this couple

students? They’re near

be, but he doesn’t look

in viewers and had an idea. “How about! sculpt a

her

“Why not?”

don’t want to see myself in that

Meanwhile, comments

“Haha! She’s hilarious!”

bet Trapper’s soul just