Student Xiao...
Huh?
Xiao-
The woman turned her head.
She saw Student Xiao looking at the old woman across from him.
Noticing her gaze, Student Xiao looked over.
Her heart skipped a beat.
For some reason, she felt guilty.
Then she found her own guilt amusing.
What was she feeling guilty about?
What did she have to feel guilty about?
The woman smiled at Student Xiao.
She had meant to give him a natural, friendly smile.
The result, however, was hard to describe as anything but awkward.
The woman worked her jaw a little.
Xiao Xiao raised an eyebrow.
He smiled faintly at the woman.
Seeing that she had nothing to say to him, he turned his gaze back to the old man across from him.
A red, single eye...
The other person's description seemed oddly familiar to him.
Once Xiao Xiao looked away, the woman felt relieved.
Then she realized why she felt guilty: she was probably worried that if he asked her what she was doing there...
She would have no answer.
The woman had only wanted to see if anyone would break the silence.
But it seemed...
Everyone was perfectly at ease, as though they all had something to do.
She was the only one who felt awkward.
Once she realized that, she felt even more awkward.
Should she find something to do, too?
What, though?
"Is there anything else you want to ask?"
Grandma spoke up.
Her voice interrupted the woman's tangled thoughts.
The woman felt a weight lift from her heart.
At last, someone had said something.
"...If not..."
After waiting a while and getting no response, Grandma spoke again.
"I'm going home."
It was getting late.
Telling the story twice had taken quite a while.
The children