Chapter 119 Help me, Lance, there's a little hell here

"My Love Story Can't Possibly Have a Problem"

In the newsstands of the bustling alleyways of Saint Blue City, this youthful romance reading material was filled to the brim, and many young boys and girls passing by were attracted by the phrase on the cover of "My Love Story Can't Possibly Have a Problem."

I want to look... but I'm afraid to look...

The reason for not daring to look is the fear of being laughed at, those strange and awkward confession lines really are a bit too much to handle.

Is it about saving face?

Or is it about satisfying one's own curiosity?

In the end, some boys and girls chose to satisfy their curiosity and spent money to buy it.

The pricing was reasonable, one Holy Silver.

"Look, look, this book says it's by 'Viscount'—is it that Viscont from our Saint Blue City? Or..."