“Tsk. Uncle isn’t fair. Right, Chirpy?” Sesha held Nike in her arm with a frustrated expression, her rosy cheeks puffed up like balloons.

Sesha had been elated to find out that she had an uncle. He was generous, just as she imagined her dad would be, and he made a lot of delicious food for her. Sometimes, he even secretly gave her snacks when Brahm wasn’t looking. 

He’d even taught her about something called cotton candy that was so delicious that she kept begging for it. However, her uncle was unfair and said he wouldn’t make any more for her since she might get cavities.

Still, she forgave him since he talked with her and read her bedtime stories. However, in the past few days, it had grown more and more difficult to see him. He was busy with something with Brahm, and it seemed very important. Since Sesha was brighter than other kids her age, she quickly caught on that it was something for her.

And so, she pretended that she was doing well in front of Yeon-woo and Brahm, but she was a child not even ten years old, and some of her boredom lingered. She just wanted to play.

It wasn’t as boring as it had been on the twenty-third floor since Edora often came to play with her, and the One-horned tribe people adored...