Chapter 947: PAID

The words I couldn’t hold back filled the air.

My voice echoed through the suddenly silent surroundings.

It hadn’t been particularly loud, but the sheer quiet made it resonate far and wide.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The moment the words left my mouth, I instinctively covered it.

Ah, shit. I fucked up.

"I should’ve kept my mouth shut."

I’d said it without thinking.

Now, all eyes were on me, their gazes filled with shock and disbelief.

It was painfully clear that they were wondering what the hell I had just done.

As I swallowed nervously, trying to assess the situation—

“What did you just say?”

The man who had been speaking to Cheonma turned his gaze toward me.

Blue eyes and sky-colored hair.

Something resembling rabbit ears sat atop his head.

His pale, flawless skin matched his sharp, striking features.

“Were those words directed at me?”

“…”

He asked me with a slightly furrowed brow.

I hesitated for a moment before opening my mouth.

“Ah… I have a habit of talking to myself.”

“For someone talking to himself, you seemed to be looking straight at me.”

“It’s a misunderstanding.”

“…”

He didn’t look convinced.

Honestly, I wouldn’t believe it either.

Goddamn it.

“This damn mouth of mine.”

As always, my mouth had gotten me into trouble.

And it had done so once again today.

“Hmph.”

The man stared at me quietly.

With his arrogant demeanor, his face exuded an innate sense of superiority.

After observing me for a moment, he turned back to Cheonma.

His gaze, which had briefly landed on me, showed no hint of interest.

From the start, his attention had been solely focused on Cheonma.

“You. What is your name?”

He directed his question to her once again.

Cheonma tilted her head slightly at the question.

Then, pointing to herself with her finger, she said,

“Me?”

“…What?”

“Uh…”

Her casual response caused a stir among the crowd.

At the same time, the man’s pristine forehead creased.

“Your speech is short.”

“So is yours.”

“Hah.”