"Brother and sister-in-law are here too."

After the young scholar left this sentence, he walked into the house with his food box.

...

The woodcutter and the woman looked at each other.

Then a decision was made.

They walked towards the study together.

Chasing the pace of the young scholar.

...

The young scholar took out plates of food from the food box.

The two big bowls of white steamed buns are very eye-catching.

...

The woodcutter and the woman watched the young scholar's movements.

I felt inexplicably nervous.

There are many mixed thoughts in my mind.

Are they really looking forward to seeing the black monster?

Didn’t the young scholars say before that they couldn’t see the black monster?

So how will he let them see this time?

Do they believe in the existence of black monsters?

...

After the young scholar set up the dishes, the house fell into silence.

No one spoke before.

But there is a sound of placing dishes.

Now there is no sound at all.

...

The woman looked at the young scholar without any trace.

I looked at the woodcutter again.

She gently touched the woodcutter's arm.

He whispered, "What are we doing now?"

"Just wait?"

.....

The woodcutter frowned.

He looked at the young scholar.

The young scholar sat behind the desk, looking at a book in his hand.

Looks like he is concentrating on reading.

But he naturally understood his younger brother.

The woodcutter knew that the young scholar did not actually read the book.

Like them, the young scholars were anxiously waiting for the appearance of the black monster.

...

"wait."

The woodcutter whispered.

...

good.

The woman nodded.

...

The woodcutter gently held the woman's arm.

The woman turned around in confusion.

But he still obediently let the woodcutter pull her away.

...

"sit."

The woodcutter gently pressed the woman on the chair.

"I don't know how long it will take..."

"Don't stand."

"tired."

...

The woman smiled.

She pulled the woodcutter.

"You sit, too."

"What if you see someone standing and it doesn't show up?"

...

The woodcutter sounds reasonable.

He didn't plan to sit down on the chair next to the woman.

He clenched his hands tightly.

Anyone who has experienced it knows that sitting in an anxious mood is more uncomfortable than standing.

The woodcutter pursed his lips.

...

“…hasn’t it appeared yet?”

The woman couldn't help but whisper.

They have been waiting for a long time.

...

The woodcutter took a deep breath.

He looked around and looked around.

No exceptions were found.

He looked at the food on the desk again.

There was no reduction in food on the table.

...

What's going on?

The woodcutter looked at the young scholar.

"younger brother……"

...

The quiet room is even less sounding.

...

The young scholar's body was stiff.

A few seconds later, he put down the book in his hand.

...

Don't talk about the unknowing woodcutter and the woman...

The young scholar himself was also confused.

I also became more and more anxious and anxious.

...
To be continued...