At bthat /bmoment, Jean and Easton had wandered over to the freezer in the convenience store.

Jean kept her head down, carefully picking through the options until she finally settled on a strawberry popsicle.

She turned to Easton, who was getting ready to pay, and blinked at him. “Easton, aren’t you getting one?”

Easton tilted his head and nced at her, the corners of his eyes creasing with a smile. “Nope. I’m living frugally so I can save money for you.”

Jean’s mouth twitched almost imperceptibly. iHe’s /iigetting /iway too into this act. Hah. iKeep /iipretending /iall you want; let’s see how ilong /iiyou /ican keep ithis /iup. Don’t think I don’t iknow /iiyou’re /ifull of iit/i.

Easton simply kept smiling, saying nothing more as he leisurely paid for Jean’s popsicle.

“Omg Easton is spoiling her so hard. I wanna swap ces with Jean, I’m crying.”

“Easton, will you buy me a popsicle too?”

“You two are just too cute together.”

“Take your time, seriously. I love watching you guys stroll like it’s a walk in the park.”

“Their interactions are adorable–I could watch them forever.”

Meanwhile, the camera cut back to the main group. Ran, at the front of the pack, had followed the map and reached what looked like the best self–built rural house avable. The ce was modern, spacious, and well–equipped with a kitchen and bathroom.

Ran couldn’t have been more pleased.

The homeowner came out to greet him personally.

“I’m the first one here, right?” Ran asked with a grin, not wanting someone else to have beaten

him to it..

“Yep, you’re the first.” The homeowner was an old man, lively and alert, smiling with narrowed eyes and speaking slowly.

“Perfect. I’m gonna take good care of this ce.” Joy practically burst from Ran’s eyes as he turned to the camera and shed a huge peace sign.

“Ranb, /byou lucky dog!”

“Can’t believe you beat everyone here—respect.”

‘Bon’s ens fart bAt /bthic besta /bbFaden /b

might end bun /bin the bdoghouse /b

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“Don’t hate me, but I kinda want to see Easton in ba /bdoghouse.”

Finished

“That’s obviously a joke. No way the crew actually set up a doghouse. But yeah, Easton’s not getting any of the nice spots. Hope he’s okay with bthat/bb./b”

“He seems chill about it; still buying popsicles for Jean.”

“I love how slow and steady those two are. I could watch them forever–so cute.”

Same here, hehe.”

At that exact moment, the camera cut to Julia and Olive. Julia strode ahead, practically gliding. even with heavy luggage in hand; her pace never slowed.

In contrast, Olive–despite being an adult–was struggling to keep up behind her.

The kid walked so fast, Olive realized she couldn’t even outpace a child.

She was slightly out of breath, doing her best not to fall behind.

The sun still burned overhead, making her sweat at the brow.

“Olive looks like she’s reaching her limit.”

“These two are really pushing themselves… kinda heartbreaking to watch.”

“You should take ba /bnote from Easton and Jean.”

“Ourid–back duo really is living the dream–no stress at all.”

“Still, props to Julia and Olive; they deserve encouragement for going all out.”

Following the map, Julia and Olive also arrived at the nicest self–built house.

Unfortunately, Ran was already standing at the door, waving at them with a squinting grin full of mischief. “Sorry! Haha, I beat you to it!”

“You’re way too fast!” Olive’s eyes widened, surprised and a little disappointed.

Ran nodded enthusiastically. “Gotta hustle if you want a good night’s sleep.”

Olive dropped her gaze; a flicker of defeat crossed her eyes. She nced at Julia and asked quietly. “Julia, so what now…?”

Julia had already pulled out the map. Despite her young age, her expression bwas /bcalm andposed–mature beyond her years. She studied the map carefully for half a minute before speaking clearly. “We’ll head east. There’s another bce /bthere that’s decent–not as good as this one, but still pretty nice.”

“Julia’s like a little grown–up–so mature.”

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“Honestly, I prefer this kind of serious, snart kid to Jean, who only knows how to eat popsicles”

“What’s your problem? She’s just eating a popsicle”

“Seriously! I’ve been annoyed with her for a while. Doesn’t do anything and still gets called cute.”

“Only cause she’s with Easton. If she were paired with anyone else, people would’ve been dragging her already”

“What? Jean is cute. Why are y’all being so mean?”

“You really gonna say nobody can criticize her just ‘cause she’s cure?”

“She’s holding Easton back. I don’t like her either. I just don’t say anything out of respect for Easton.”

“Chill out! She’s just a kid. Y’all are being harsh.”

“I love their interactions–they’re sweet. If you don’t like it, don’t watch.”

Suddenly, the livestream chat exploded with arguments over Julia and Jean. Meanwhile, Julia and Olive had hurried to another self–built house in a rural area.

It was a single–story home, and not as nicely decorated as Ran’s ce.

Still, they were satisfied; despite the modest decor, the house had everything they needed.

Way better than the mud–walled houses, at least. The two of them finally let out a sigh of relief and moved in cheerfully with their luggage.

Back on the other side, Jean was nibbling her popsicle while leisurely following behind Easton.

They continued strolling at their slow pace. Easton studied the map and led them toward the nearest amodation–one that already looked pretty rough from the outside.

But at this point, they didn’t have much choice.

Jean trailed behind him, and the two of them wandered all the way to their destination like they were on a casual outing.

Sure enough, the ce was in bad shape. Standing side by side, Jean and Easton raised their eyes. and stared at the mud–walled house in front of them.

The air went still for a few seconds. They both pressed their lips together and fell silent.

The chat immediately exploded withughter.

“Look at these two dummies–bet they’re regretting everything now.”

“Hahab. /bI’m dying. That’s bwhat /byou get for being so slow.”

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“Ugh, Jean is the worst. Totally dragging Easton down.”

“Why are people getting so worked up? This is great for the show. It’s hrious.”

“I think it’s cute–what’s gross about it?”

“Jean just rubs me the wrong way.”

“Can you stop with the insults? She’s an adorable kid.”

“Seriously? This scene was hrious and cute–what’s there to be mad about?”

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