Sooil came around when they had emptied a bottle of soju. Dalgoo, who had been docile until now, wagged her tail and welcomed Sooil. Perhaps even dogs recognized a handsome man. Dalgoo strolled around Sooil, biting his leg sleeves in a playful manner.

“Sir, I’m here.”

“Alright, come on in. Thanks for coming all the way here in this hot weather.”

“Don’t mention it.”

Maru waved his hand to greet him. He got a call when he was about to part with Miso, and when Sooil told him that they should meet up, they scheduled a meeting in the elder’s home. Sooil’s head touched the bug net that went across above the door.

“Man, tall guys are definitely different. Your head can reach that thing?”

“There you go again, even though we just met.”

“I’m just envious. My growth spurt fizzled out in high school and I haven’t grown a single centimeter, but someone has reached a whopping 187cm. Elder, I look better than someone who’s huge like him, don’t I?”

“Sooil looks much better to the eyes. You’re asking the obvious.”

“Elder, my maesil and honey-dipped ginger are crying. Please side with me here.”

Sooil entered the kitchen with paper bags in both of his hands and started...