The grass rustled softly. Before long, something peeked out from the bushes.


    “Cluck, cluck?”


    A glossy body with beady ck eyes. It was none other than **Kkokko**, Hong Yesung’spanion. Kkokko tilted its head as it gazed at Sa-young and Honeybee. Honeybee frowned, pointing at the bird.


    “Wait, isn’t that Hong Yesung’s chicken?”


    “Looks like it.”


    “Why is it suddenly popping out now?”


    “Maybe it came to greet us.”


    “Oh, sure. When I threatened to burn the mountain, it didn’t show even a feather. But now?”


    “Maybe it didn’t want to talk to you.”


    “There’s not a single thing about it that I like!”


    Despite Honeybee’s grumbling, Kkokko approached the mat where Uijae was bundled in a coat, peering closely. After inspecting him from every angle, Kkokko spread its wings wide.


    “Cluck! Cluck, cluck!”


    “What’s it saying?”@@novelbin@@


    “Do I look like I’d know?”


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