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"And here we have a beautiful set of teaware made of the finest porcelain from over 300 years ago—"

The merchant was introducing his wares, but Yagen had heard enough. He might not know much about fancy stuff like this, but Fudou was well-versed enough in tea to teach him a thing or two. Forget 300, he doubts this set's even 100 years old. After all, he can't sense any semblance of a soul inside the objects.

Instead he sidles up to the other side of the guy listening to the drivel, and whispers right into his ear:

Mary Sue threw her hair out the window and looked down apprehensively. It seemed the ends just barely reached a couple feet off the ground. W-was she supposed to cut her hair and climb down it like a rope? How barbaric!

Salvation comes in the form of a passerby in bright green hair. Relieved, Mary Sue waves furiously to capture his attention.

"Ah! Y-you there, stop!"

"Are you my prince? Please help, I'm stuck in this tower and I can't get down!"