“Oh my, you knew each other? How embarrassing. Ms. Ha Haeri! You didn’t get lunch again today, did you? Here—eat this when you have time. W-well, we’ll be going.”
“Thank you, Jihoon’s mother.”
White Bird bowed politely, cradling the red-bean bun as if it were precious. Sincerity showed in the line of her back.
What even is this total catastrophe…
What do you say to Rank #3, who’s happy to receive a red-bean bun, handed out in charity by a civilian?
Jioh opened and closed her mouth like a goldfish.
“…Ha Haeri?”
“Dawit’s been really into the Harry Potter movies lately. Did you come alone?”
“No, why are you using an alias in a hospital…?”
“That was careless of me. With the Great Dae Hobeop gone like that, I told the Channel you should, as much as possible, always travel with others. Registering the alias under my real name would have caused a stir in the ward, so the measure was only natural.”
‘It already looks like a massive stir… You people are basically a walking hot topic.’