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The atmosphere in the Room of Requirement turned ambiguous and awkward again.

Sean regretted what he had said almost as soon as the words left his mouth. That sentence just now had sounded like he was being a lecher...

Lately, his brain really hadn't been working well enough. He kept thinking too little and speaking too fast...

Daisy said nothing. She merely lowered her head, her cheeks blazing red. From Sean's angle, he could only see the back of her neck, faintly flushed pink.

After a brief silence, Sean was just about to speak when he saw Little White Flower suddenly raise her head timidly.

Unexpected words came from the girl's mouth. "Then can you... blindfold yourself?"

She wasn't snapping at him in embarrassment. She was timidly asking whether he could blindfold himself...

Sean felt as though a soft, sweet marshmallow had slammed hard into his chest.

Still... he said, caught between laughter and tears, "How am I supposed to examine it blindfolded... Uh, how about I take a picture with a Magic Camera? When I was buying Sherlock a gift last time, I got myself a new model too."

Even the previously timid Little White Flower was amused by Sean's words. Speechless, she said, "What difference would that make...?"

"Uh, right."

Daisy pursed her lips and gathered the cushions around herself, stacking them up as though that could give her a little sense of security.

Little White Flower's voice sounded as though it were muffled inside a jar. No matter how hard Sean strained his ears, he couldn't make it out, so he had no choice but to take a few steps toward the seemingly bashful girl.

Unexpectedly, merely getting closer made Little White Flower let out a startled cry.

Like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on,