Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 864 - 696: Lanci and Talia’s Heartbeat Moments_3

"..."

Talia restrained the strength in her hand, feeling like her blood pressure was about to explode.

Damn green tea!

But today, she would definitely hold back.

It had blown up with him!

"...Lanci, will you keep holding my hand, please?"

Talia asked with a warm smile, in a loving, gentle murmur.

"..."

"Of course, I can."

Lanci seemed to be enduring a tingling scalp, answering with a respectful, trembling voice.

In the distance outside the restaurant.

Two figures were watching the restaurant interior through binoculars.

Rosalinda had a black cat perched on her head.

"Wow, they’re holding hands even as they sit in the restaurant, this is just too...!"

Rosalinda covered the top half of her face, her body twisting with emotion.

"They really don’t want to let go of each other’s hands!"

Aitio, too, was visibly excited, shaking Rosalinda and urging her not to miss the beautiful moments between Lanci and Tata.

Their public display of affection was just too much, completely ignoring the gazes of those around them.

But they loved watching this!

"Meow..."

Cat Boss felt he was never on the same wavelength as these two girls.

Clearly, the two in the restaurant were competing with each other.

"It seems like a communication is coming through."

Through the binoculars, Rosalinda observed Talia taking out a Super Long-Distance Communication Magic Card from her left hand, not knowing who was trying to contact her at this time.

Elsewhere.

Only then did Lanci see that the floating text on the Communication Magic Card bore Hyperion’s name, his eyes wide with surprise as he looked at Talia.

"Eh, Lanci, have you been next to Tata the whole time?"

Hyperion felt like Tata had passed the Communication Magic Card to Lanci in a flash, as if the two were clinging together.

Lanci suddenly realized the problem, wanting to let go, but now Talia was gripping his hand even tighter, not letting him pull away, and even causing him a bit of pain.

It seemed like payback for his earlier antics.

"Yes, I’ve been with her."

Lanci uttered an odd sound, trying to reply as normally as possible.

"Uh, why does your voice sound tense? Are you making a Card? Did I disturb you?"

Hyperion asked with concern.

"No, no, we’re having a meal."

Talia quickly denied.

"...Are you two sitting together for your meal today?"

Hyperion sounded puzzled if sitting that close together was truly convenient.

Since the two were able to talk with one Communication Magic Card.

It certainly wasn’t like the normal position of sitting across the table from each other.

"We just find it more convenient to look at the menu while ordering..."

Just as Lanci was thinking fast about how to explain.

"Excuse me, the slow-roasted beef shoulder blade in your couple’s meal is out; can we replace it with a four-cut waterfall cheese artisan beef burger? The festival couple’s accessories that come with the meal won’t change."

The waiter apologized, holding a Magic Device tablet by the table.

"..."

There was silence on Hyperion’s end.

"..."

Both Lanci and Talia’s throats trembled.

Their palms started to sweat.

Although now the hand-holding felt even more uncomfortable, neither wanted to let go; they had to get through the crisis together, or fail together!