"Rice bun for my brother?" He stretched his fair-skinned hand towards her chest and blinked once on that empty road.
"Always brother!" She bickered with him, walking furiously towards her house, and opened the gate.
He turned his whole body towards her and blinked like nothing had happened.
In Eu-meh's house, Eu-meh was sitting on the verandah of the outside door, biting the well-cooked meat cutely and chomping it while looking at the roadway and sky.
Her father came out of the home through the main door with a glass of water and put it near her plate.
"Hanwool!" A guard from the palace called him by standing right in front of the bushes, which were in front of their entrance.
Hanwool and Eu-meh looked at the side where the sound came from.
Then Hanwool stepped down from the verandah and moved towards him. "What's the matter?"
