
Hearing the words that came out of Ara's lips, both Kim Hee Sin and Hana bengong congregated
Not that those horrible words were quite casually spoken. As if you used to meet that?
Yep. Of course, no wonder, if you are in the situation and nature of Princess Hwa, who is always approached by a warm greeting from the angel of death through the hands of people who like to hunt her there.
Either if in the world of Ara, who is able to rival it, if a group of crazy mafia eyeing him.
It could be that comparison.
"Why are you guys?" princess Hwa, looked at the astonished Hana and also Kim Hee Sin.
Is there something wrong with his appearance?
Ahh no, Ara is very beautiful according to the judgment of princess Hwa, not wrong and does not regret being trapped in the body of this girl.
"It's okay, Ara, uh Hwa." said Kim Hee Sin.
"Boss, we'll get ready to meet the client, come on." sayup the voice at the end of the call left princess Hwa stunned.
Whose voice is that? Where's existence?
"Hwa, I'm going to see a client, so I'll call you back later, okay?" kim Hee Sin.
"Huh?" princess Hwa doesn't understand
"Alright Mr. Kim, we'll turn off the call." Hana, interrupting the call, her head stuck to the side of Ara's head, then...
Clik.
Call on power off.
"Eh, where's orabeoni?" princess Hwa panicked as the object she was holding turned into the look on the face of Hana and the girl who had this body.
"He's busy Ara. Later we call again." said Hana who poured water into a clear glass on the side table of the cage.
"ooo." That's all princess Hwa answered.
"Later in the afternoon we'll be home. Get ready." said Hana who now opened a small jar and stretched it out to her best friend.
"Well." he continued.
"What's this?" princess Hwa still did not know the object was wrapped in something clear in a round object that Hana stretched out.
"Single sweets. You like it a lot, and also this "he added a box of banana milk that Ara also likes.
"This is persimmon?" asked Princess Hwa stunned to look at the package that was already in his grasp. Then his gaze turned to another object with a banana as the picture.
What's that picture?
"That's what?" ask again, diverting to a box of banana milk.
"This? Banana milk, isn't it one of your favorite drinks?" Hana answered as well as threw a question when looking at Ara who looked confused.
Until guesses...
"You forgot about banana milk?" hana continues to gawk.
"Banana milk? Milk knows, but what banana is?"
"Banana, that, banana fruit." replied Hana slowly.
"banana? Fruit name?" astonished, princess Hwa heard it.
"Yes, fruit piss..... You also forgot the banana!!!!????!!!!" pekik Hana when assuming the Ara also forgot about the fruit.
"I don't know, I've never seen it." so lightly answered Hana's interlocutor.
"Oh my God!!!" Hana shook her head.
Isn't that too late?
Can an amnesiac forget about fruit?
Indeed, this fruit is not a commodity of Korean origin, but, these fruits are also one of the favorite commodity drink ingredients of Korean products?
"So bad ya." muttered Hana judging.
"What do you mean? It's not in my place a banana." replied Princess Hwa staring fully in search.
"Whatever." surrender.
"Nih." again, Hana offered the drink.
"Yes." Yeah." Arrived after the straw to reach the liquid in the milk box has been plugged by Hana
Yeah, well, the best friend forgot how to drink, right? He has to take initiative first.
"Then what should I do?" He was confused after Hana gave him a banana milk.
This is to be loved?
"Here, look at me." Hana practices the tutorial directly drinking banana milk.
Let's just say he taught a newborn boy here.
Princess Hwa followed the manner exemplified by Hana slowly.
Till.
Scrup!!!!!
Princess Hwa stuffed a white object into Ara's lips and sipped the contents.
The expression.
Quiescent
Silent
Blinked his eyes a few times.
Lips clench each other, occasionally the tongue wiping the corners of the lips that leave the drink.
"Mmmmh, what was his name? Banana milk?" said princess Hwa to Hana who noticed her earlier.
Maybe Hana was a little in disbelief and wanted to prove her best friend's severe amnesia who forgot about how to drink banana milk.
Hana nagging. "Yes" he answered.
"Mhhh, delicious. It's so good." he said sipping back the banana milk he had in his hand.
"You like it?" tanya Hana assesses Ara's enthusiasm for banana milk.
"Yes, very." replied Princess Hwa.
He obviously likes it, it's his favorite.
Srekk.
The sound of a packet of persimmon sweets torn by Hana.
Just in case, who knows, Ara also forgot how to unwrap food. So, instead of asking in silly sentences, it is better to just follow the flow of amnesia.
"Look at me." Hana forgot to teach a tutorial on opening food packs.
So, if one day Ara will open again. He does not have to be busy looking for it or confused himself.
Princess Hwa looked back with great care. He is indeed enthusiastic about the strangeness and wonders of this world.
There are many new things that she did not meet in her world as a princess.
Especially bananas.
Why is there no fruit in Joseon, has the kingdom not found?
I don't know.
Surely he welcomed the new cheerful thing earlier, following his admiration for the milk alloy mixed with bananas.
Ahhh, he became curious about the original taste of the fruit. From the picture on the box he held, he suspected the yellow fruit was a banana.
From the taste of the milk, he could not be sure, because it appears only a yellow liquid, which should only be white milk and only gives a sweet taste, because it looks only yellow, but the milk drink this time left a little other aroma.
Maybe it's because of the banana mix. Hwa's daughter's mind is rhyming.
"Emmmm. Hana." slowly, princess Hwa called Hana who was already busy with her phone.
"Hmm, yes." Without looking, he simply answered Ara's call.
"I want to taste the fruit that is in this milk." whether it's a request or just a command.
Surely Hana felt another tone in that speech.
Who demands himself to fulfill.
"You asked for or you ordered me?" Hana now turned her gaze from the phone to Ara's face.
Princess Hwa who throughout her life always got what she wanted with her sentence, without heeding the difficulties she told.
Of course it will answer, "Government." he replied casually.
Hana frowned.
What did he say just now? Reigning?
"Why rule? You always start with the word PLEASE." Press Hana on the last word.
It is the custom of an Ara. Abstaining from telling the origin, he appreciated the ability of the person being asked for his help.
Would please? No, he never said that word, even though his opponent once told him to beg for his life, he would rather fight and bet his life than say that word.
"You have to say the new PLEASE word I fulfill." concluded Hana