It was a wooden mask. The wooden mask might depict something abstract. Maybe it resulted from human imagination trying to depict the face of a supernatural being. It hung on the wall to the left of the entrance, which was made of very good quality wood.
Iren groped the face engraved on the mask. His fingers touched the mask's right eye. He tried to suppress it. Nothing happened. Iren tried to suppress the mask's left eye. Still, nothing happened. Then he pressed the two eyes of the mask together. Both eyes sunk inward. Faintly, Iren heard the sound of a bell inside there.
Iren waited a moment. He then pressed the mask's eyes again. After a few seconds, Iren heard keys being turned. An instant later, the entrance opened. The door leaf moves towards the inside. Someone appeared from behind the door.
"Who are you looking for?" The person looked at Iren with a curious gaze.
It seems that this person is not a friendly person. I have to be really careful!
The person was a woman who was in her mid-thirties. The skin was rather dark. Her hair was slightly curly. Squinting his eyes, she traced Iren's figure from head to toe.
"I see that two people have just come into the house. One of them is taller than I am, and the other one is shorter."
"Then?" The person's tone grew increasingly unfriendly.
"Please say something to someone taller than me."
"What's your message?"
"The drifting clouds in the blue sky won't change direction even if the wind blows on a distant mountain."
"What are you talking about?" The woman snorted in annoyance. He looked at Iren with an increasingly strange look.
The drifting clouds in the blue sky won't change direction even if the wind blows on a distant mountain." Iren repeated his sentence.
The woman said nothing. Once again, she looked at Iren from head to toe.
"Please tell him that right now." Iren said that while bowing his body.
"Wait here!" The woman didn't smile. She closed the door.
Iren waited while standing in front of the door. On the wide terrace, there were several chairs and a table. But Iren chose to remain standing.
About two or three minutes later, the door opened again. The slightly curly haired woman reappeared in front of Iren. Her expression didn't change at all. Still exactly the same as before.
Will she kick me out?
"Please come in!" The woman took about three steps back.
Ah! I'm grateful!
Iren entered behind the door. Iren's guess was not entirely correct. Behind the entrance was not a living room. But only a foyer.
The woman advanced towards the door. With a swift hand movement, she closed, and at the same time locked the entrance. Her expression looked even more sour.
Where should I meet those two people?
"Please follow me!" The woman pointed at herself.
Iren nodded.
The woman, who seemed to give off an extremely dense aura of hostility, walked away from the entrance. Iren followed her. Behind the foyer was a large room that Iren assumed was the living room. Iren dared not confirm that the room was really a living room. Maybe it was the second foyer or another room that Iren never knew existed.
The woman walked at a very fast pace. Iren was amazed because even though the woman was shorter than him, she could walk quickly, but her movement still looked natural. Iren, who was taller, was a little overwhelmed by the speed of the woman's steps.
They passed several rooms, which were all large and luxurious. After that, they arrived at a door. Iren remembered the door in their kitchen that led to the terrace in the backyard. If his guess is correct, then behind that door was a beautiful terrace and backyard.
"Please enter the backyard through this door." The woman pointed at the wooden door that looked so sturdy.
Iren touched the doorknob. He opened the door slowly. After the door was fully opened, Iren could see what was behind the door.
His guess wasn't wrong. There was indeed a terrace behind the door. The terrace was an integral part of the backyard. This backyard differed greatly from their backyard. The backyard was a garden. A very beautifully laid out garden.
"Welcome!"
Someone was coming closer.
"Red Goat! It really is you!" Iren took one step forward.
"Do you want to sit here or there?" The person who approached Iren pointed at the chairs on the terrace and the chairs in the garden full of neatly arranged trees.
"Here, please." Iren pointed at a chair that was nearby.
"Okay, we sit here."
"Where's the Blue Sheep?"
"She's in the shower upstairs."
Iren laughed.
"How can you recognize us? We've changed our faces!" The person narrowed his eyes while looking at Iren.
"You can change your face and appearance. But your posture and body language are really hard to forget!" Iren laughed again after saying those words.
"Really? Then, after this, we have to change our habits completely."
It was a wooden mask. The wooden mask might depict something abstract. Maybe it resulted from human imagination trying to depict the face of a supernatural being. It hung on the wall to the left of the entrance, which was made of very good quality wood.
Iren groped the face engraved on the mask. His fingers touched the mask's right eye. He tried to suppress it. Nothing happened. Iren tried to suppress the mask's left eye. Still, nothing happened. Then he pressed the two eyes of the mask together. Both eyes sunk inward. Faintly, Iren heard the sound of a bell inside there.
Iren waited a moment. He then pressed the mask's eyes again. After a few seconds, Iren heard keys being turned. An instant later, the entrance opened. The door leaf moves towards the inside. Someone appeared from behind the door.
"Who are you looking for?" The person looked at Iren with a curious gaze.
It seems that this person is not a friendly person. I have to be really careful!
The person was a woman who was in her mid-thirties. The skin was rather dark. Her hair was slightly curly. Squinting his eyes, she traced Iren's figure from head to toe.
"I see that two people have just come into the house. One of them is taller than I am, and the other one is shorter."
"Then?" The person's tone grew increasingly unfriendly.
"Please say something to someone taller than me."
"What's your message?"
"The drifting clouds in the blue sky won't change direction even if the wind blows on a distant mountain."
"What are you talking about?" The woman snorted in annoyance. He looked at Iren with an increasingly strange look.
The drifting clouds in the blue sky won't change direction even if the wind blows on a distant mountain." Iren repeated his sentence.
The woman said nothing. Once again, she looked at Iren from head to toe.
"Please tell him that right now." Iren said that while bowing his body.
"Wait here!" The woman didn't smile. She closed the door.
Iren waited while standing in front of the door. On the wide terrace, there were several chairs and a table. But Iren chose to remain standing.
About two or three minutes later, the door opened again. The slightly curly haired woman reappeared in front of Iren. Her expression didn't change at all. Still exactly the same as before.
Will she kick me out?
"Please come in!" The woman took about three steps back.
Ah! I'm grateful!
Iren entered behind the door. Iren's guess was not entirely correct. Behind the entrance was not a living room. But only a foyer.
The woman advanced towards the door. With a swift hand movement, she closed, and at the same time locked the entrance. Her expression looked even more sour.
Where should I meet those two people?
"Please follow me!" The woman pointed at herself.
Iren nodded.
The woman, who seemed to give off an extremely dense aura of hostility, walked away from the entrance. Iren followed her. Behind the foyer was a large room that Iren assumed was the living room. Iren dared not confirm that the room was really a living room. Maybe it was the second foyer or another room that Iren never knew existed.
The woman walked at a very fast pace. Iren was amazed because even though the woman was shorter than him, she could walk quickly, but her movement still looked natural. Iren, who was taller, was a little overwhelmed by the speed of the woman's steps.
They passed several rooms, which were all large and luxurious. After that, they arrived at a door. Iren remembered the door in their kitchen that led to the terrace in the backyard. If his guess is correct, then behind that door was a beautiful terrace and backyard.
"Please enter the backyard through this door." The woman pointed at the wooden door that looked so sturdy.
Iren touched the doorknob. He opened the door slowly. After the door was fully opened, Iren could see what was behind the door.
His guess wasn't wrong. There was indeed a terrace behind the door. The terrace was an integral part of the backyard. This backyard differed greatly from their backyard. The backyard was a garden. A very beautifully laid out garden.
"Welcome!"
Someone was coming closer.
"Red Goat! It really is you!" Iren took one step forward.
"Do you want to sit here or there?" The person who approached Iren pointed at the chairs on the terrace and the chairs in the garden full of neatly arranged trees.
"Here, please." Iren pointed at a chair that was nearby.
"Okay, we sit here."
"Where's the Blue Sheep?"
"She's in the shower upstairs."
Iren laughed.
"How can you recognize us? We've changed our faces!" The person narrowed his eyes while looking at Iren.
"You can change your face and appearance. But your posture and body language are really hard to forget!" Iren laughed again after saying those words.
"Really? Then, after this, we have to change our habits completely."
