The person she was waiting for was sitting in the bush, waiting for her, fidgeting. She tsk-ed.
“You know, Chor tai-gor is the thief here, not me! I don’t like this hide and seek!”
“Well…You’re supposed to be his adopted sister, surely you share the trait in hide and seek…”
The girl glared. Although she had been missing him earlier, seeing him sitting like a coward annoyed her. She snapped. “Shut up! Now tell me that you’re ready for this.” When the person she talked to mumbled, her blood boiled. She stomped her left foot and, as she said, “I knew it! You’ll never be ready!” she turned back to leave.