"Ah, it's all right. I understand."
Grandma said unconcernedly, her gaze fixed on the snake's tail sticking out of the sock-shaped Gift Bag.
"Little friend."
Grandma looked at the child, who seemed unhappy, cheeks puffed up after possibly being scolded by his older brother. "Could you let Grandma take a look at your bag?"
"My Little Guy fell inside."
The child froze. "Little Guy?"
He instinctively tugged open the bag in his hands and looked inside. Soon, he raised a bewildered face. "There's nothing in there."
"Nothing else fell inside."
As he spoke, the child lowered his head and checked his bag again, but still couldn't find anything extra.
"Old Grandmother, are you sure you haven't made a mistake?"
"I haven't. I saw it with my own eyes."
Grandma smiled warmly. "Little friend, just give me the bag."
"Oh."
The child was about to hand the bag to the old woman when a hand reached out from the side and took it.
The child turned around, his round, bright eyes full of confusion. "Big Brother?"
"Old Grandmother wants this bag."
"Mm, I know."
The young boy reached into the bag and did something, at least that was how it looked to the passersby who had gathered after the commotion.
Then he held the bag out to the old woman. "Old Grandmother, here."
Grandma didn't reach for the bag. She stared at the young boy's hand. "Your hand..."
"My Little Guy is in your hand."
Looking at the Little Guy whose tail the young boy was pinching, Grandma's face filled with concern. "Let it go."
"You'll hurt it if you squeeze it like that."
Unexpectedly, the young boy's reaction was completely beyond the old woman's expectations.
The young boy looked confused. "Huh?"
"Your Little Guy is in my hand?"
"But there's