"Is one of them in the pond?"
"Are they fighting and losing?"
The two elders spoke almost in unison.
Xiao Xiao smiled and didn't hide anything.
He briefly explained the situation.
"So, the fish and the bird are having a snowball fight?"
Xiao Xiao blinked at Old Master Xiao's remarkable ability to sum things up.
When you put it that way...
Xiao Xiao nodded.
It wasn't wrong.
"Pfft~"
Grandma couldn't help laughing.
She reached out and patted Old Master Xiao's arm. "How did you make it sound so funny?"
"What's funny about it?"
Old Master Xiao looked puzzled. "I didn't say anything wrong."
Grandma nodded. "That's right. You didn't say anything wrong."
"You understood it perfectly."
Old Master Xiao's mouth twitched. "Old woman, why do you sound like you're humoring me?"
Grandma looked surprised. "I'm not."
"You're imagining things."
Old Master Xiao: ...
Madam Xiao smiled at the "childish" conversation between the two elders.
Then she said with a hint of wonder, "A fish and a bird having a snowball fight. Doesn't that sound like something out of a fairy tale?"
For something that belonged in a fairy tale to actually happen right before her eyes—
Well... could she say "right before her eyes"?
Looking at the pond, which seemed to be "roiling," Madam Xiao thought for a few seconds.
It more or less counted.
Even if she couldn't see the main characters, she could guess what was happening from the state of the pond.
The impact was unlike anything else.
Madam Xiao pressed her lips together.
Her heart seemed to be beating a little faster.
"Indeed."
Grandma narrowed her eyes.
"It always feels like our courtyard is some kind of magical space."
It was unlike the outside world.
Every time