บท 149: [Blood Of Fallen] [5]

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In the bustling market, a boy with black hair stood in front of a luxurious food restaurant, his arms folded, a thoughtful look on his handsome face.

Beside him stood a girl with bright red hair tied in a ponytail, her red, orb-like eyes adoring the boy.

She wore a simple black shirt with the sleeves rolled up, her shirt tucked comfortably into her blue skirt.

"Are you sure?" Oliver finally asked, glancing at Aaliyah.

"It's on me," she replied with a smile, her voice chirping. "So don't hesitate to choose."

"Then let's go somewhere else," he said, walking away. "This one looks expensive."

"That's the third time you've done this," Aaliyah grumbled with a tired sigh. "Just choose one already."

"Come on, I don't want you to waste too much money," he replied as they made their way to the parked bike.