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"Selling pastries, fresh and delicious pastries, do, Misaka 1760 shouted loudly..."
"Come look at the clothes, there are nice clothes here, do, Misaka 16307 shouted loudly..."
"Does anyone want to buy flowers? do, Misaka 2640 carefully held her beloved flowers while observing the customers around her..."
"Please come and look at Misaka's finest masterpiece, do, Misaka 10047 raised the umbrella in her hand and showed it off proudly..."
Along both sides of the somewhat Western-style vintage street, such voices continuously echoed through the air, reaching the ears of everyone walking down the street.
They were the cries of the shop owners from the stores lining both sides of the vintage Western-style street.
Judging by the scene alone, it undoubtedly resembled a bustling shopping street, or the row of stalls set up during a large event, all trying to attract customers.
However, if anyone had been there in person, they probably would not have felt like patronizing any of those shops.
That was because all of the cries echoing through the air were cold and listless, completely devoid of emotion or intonation.
Standing at the corner of the street, Wu Yan watched the scene with a somewhat helpless feeling.
Purple had said that two girls would complete their transformations tonight and emerge from the lake, and she wanted him to take them to run the Takoyaki stall.
"Misaka is running a stall, do, Misaka 10032 honestly reported to Brother, while signaling to Brother, whom she had not seen for a long time, with her eyes..."
As she said this, Misaka 10032 suddenly brought her head close to Wu Yan's face. She only stopped when less than five centimeters remained between them, her tea-colored eyes staring fixedly into Wu Yan's wine-red