Mrs. Cleint, who realized the privacy of her granddaughter and also Mr. K, finally relented and left the two of them in the park, enjoying their second time without her.
Mr. K and Clara could only smile stiffly to find that Mrs. Cleint was sensitive to this.
"You ... why did you suddenly kiss me like that in front of grandma?" Clara hissed at Mr. K, who was sitting beside her.
Mr. K took Clara's hand gently, stroking it affectionately before telling Clara that he only did it because he reflexively followed his mood.
Clara looked closely at Mr. K as Mr. K can't get out of her sight.
"There seems to be something important you want to talk to me about," Clara said a moment after observing Mr. K's gesture, which Clara had begun to predict.
Mr. K's sigh was heard clearly in Clara's ears. Clara was sure that this time her guess was not wrong. There must be something on Mr. K concerns her.
"What is that ?" Clara asked as if cornering Mr. K.
