"Grandma?"
The little boy called out in a babyish voice, softening the old woman's expression.
She crouched down and picked up her grandson, who had just toddled over to her.
But her gaze toward the girl still held a trace of sternness.
"What did you just say? Say it again."
"Well..."
The girl looked flustered.
"Nannan, what did you just say?"
Her maternal grandmother asked, "How did you upset your grandma?"
"I didn't."
The girl felt terribly wronged. "I was just introducing my friend to Grandma."
"Friend?"
Everyone instinctively looked around.
Besides their family, was anyone else in this cemetery?
"Where's your friend?"
After looking around and seeing no one, Grandpa asked in confusion.
The girl didn't think much of it. She pointed at the Tomb Ghost in front of her. "Right here."
"This is a ghost."
A smile spread across the girl's face again.
Grandma's expression darkened further.
The others looked just as strange.
A ghost?
But in their eyes, there was nothing where the girl was pointing.
"Nannan..."
Her maternal grandmother started to speak, but for a moment, she didn't know what to say.
"...Nannan, are you feeling unwell?"
Grandpa asked. "You've been working really hard at school lately..."
"That's right,"
Grandpa on her mother's side chimed in. "It's been a while since we saw you, and you seem to have gotten thinner."
"School is important, but you're still young. You should rest when you need to and have fun when you can."
"Don't push yourself too hard."
The old folks' concern touched the girl, but then an even greater confusion rose in her heart.
She didn't understand.
Hadn't she just been introducing her friend to them?
Why... had the conversation turned to how hard she was studying?
She was about to speak when a loud