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Their gazes met, and the atmosphere became awkward for some reason.
As for me, I could smell the scent of gunpowder in the air.
I awkwardly stroke my hair, not knowing how to answer Kang Zeyu's question.
Was it really okay for him to compare himself to an object?
"How can you compete with objects?"
Afterwards, I smiled awkwardly and looked at Kang Zeyu with a face full of smiles