A few minutes later, they had finished their meal. Iren put all the trash in a plastic bag. He threw the plastic bag into a nearby trash can.
"What do you think Mr. Shiuander would say if he find out we were using his car hood as a dinner table?" Iren smiled at Yihshyong.
The friend just shrugged. "I don't know. Let's hope he never finds out." Yihshyong, who was wiping the hood of the car, answered Iren's question while laughing. He rubbed the hood of the car with tissue paper. Apparently, he wanted Shiuander's hood to stay clean after they turned it into a makeshift dining table.
"Eh, apparently Shyongge bought some tissues too." Iren looked at the roll of tissue in Yihshyong's hand.
"This is toilet paper, and I didn't buy it. So, earlier, a kid gave me this toilet paper roll."
Iren laughed. "Why did that kid do that?"
"Long story. I'll tell you next time."
"All right! Next week, I'm going to ask you about that."
Yihshyong nodded while laughing. "All right. I'll tell you next week. But that's if I still remember."
Iren laughed. His laughter was quite loud.
"Don't be so loud. It won't be good if they can hear it." Yihshyong pointed at the house in front of them."
Iren shook his head. "No way. A house that big has to have a perfect acoustic system."
Yihshyong also shook his head. "It's not like that. It's almost impossible for us to hear voices coming from inside. However, there's still a chance they can hear us."
Iren almost laughed even harder when he heard Yihshyong's answer, which he thought was a bit unreasonable. "So you're saying the soundproofing system is one-way only?"
"I didn't say that. I just wanted us to be more careful."
"Okay." Iren nodded. "There's no harm in us being more restrained."
Yihshyong smiled. "Regarding the dish we just had, what do you think?"
"Maybe not really that great. Can't say it was delicious.. But because we were hungry, of course it tasted okay." Iren rubbed his stomach. As usual, all the food was gone, went into their stomachs. "Dahge taught us to always respect food by eating what is served until it's all gone."
Yihshyong gave a thumbs up. "I don't know where Dahge got words like that."
"I'm also surprised. It can't be that he made up all those lines?"
"It doesn't matter where he got it. I think we should collect Dahge's magic words and make them into a book."
Iren totally agreed. "That's right! Who knows that thousands of years from now, the book will become a sacred book that people worship?"
They both laugh. Even so, this time Iren kept his voice not too loud. After that, the atmosphere became quiet. They both seemed lost for words to spill. The silence lasted for nearly three minutes.
Suddenly, Yihshyong opened his mouth. "Have you been standing here all this time?"
Iren gasped. He felt the words that came out of Yihshyong's lips so sharp. A concern flashed in his mind that Yihshyong knew that earlier, before they had dinner, he had entered a house that was nearby. For a moment, Iren's body stiffened. He didn't know what to say.
Previously, he was sure that no one had seen him enter the house occupied by his friend, whom he called the "Red Goat." When he came out of the house, there was also no one outside. He was sure because he had looked left and right before stepping out of the courtyard of the house.
Then, it occurred to Iren that Yihshyong actually saw everything. There was a possibility that the friend who was several years older than him, with whom he had just casually chatted, had already noticed all of his whims. Iren remembered he had been in the house long enough. So, it wasn't impossible that Yihshyong actually had returned to the car when Iren was still in the house. There was always the possibility that Yihshyong decided to feign ignorance. Maybe he was hiding somewhere before, and reappeared right after Iren left the house.
Now what should I do? Should I just be honest?
A few minutes later, they had finished their meal. Iren put all the trash in a plastic bag. He threw the plastic bag into a nearby trash can.
"What do you think Mr. Shiuander would say if he find out we were using his car hood as a dinner table?" Iren smiled at Yihshyong.
The friend just shrugged. "I don't know. Let's hope he never finds out." Yihshyong, who was wiping the hood of the car, answered Iren's question while laughing. He rubbed the hood of the car with tissue paper. Apparently, he wanted Shiuander's hood to stay clean after they turned it into a makeshift dining table.
"Eh, apparently Shyongge bought some tissues too." Iren looked at the roll of tissue in Yihshyong's hand.
"This is toilet paper, and I didn't buy it. So, earlier, a kid gave me this toilet paper roll."
Iren laughed. "Why did that kid do that?"
"Long story. I'll tell you next time."
"All right! Next week, I'm going to ask you about that."
Yihshyong nodded while laughing. "All right. I'll tell you next week. But that's if I still remember."
Iren laughed. His laughter was quite loud.
"Don't be so loud. It won't be good if they can hear it." Yihshyong pointed at the house in front of them."
Iren shook his head. "No way. A house that big has to have a perfect acoustic system."
Yihshyong also shook his head. "It's not like that. It's almost impossible for us to hear voices coming from inside. However, there's still a chance they can hear us."
Iren almost laughed even harder when he heard Yihshyong's answer, which he thought was a bit unreasonable. "So you're saying the soundproofing system is one-way only?"
"I didn't say that. I just wanted us to be more careful."
"Okay." Iren nodded. "There's no harm in us being more restrained."
Yihshyong smiled. "Regarding the dish we just had, what do you think?"
"Maybe not really that great. Can't say it was delicious.. But because we were hungry, of course it tasted okay." Iren rubbed his stomach. As usual, all the food was gone, went into their stomachs. "Dahge taught us to always respect food by eating what is served until it's all gone."
Yihshyong gave a thumbs up. "I don't know where Dahge got words like that."
"I'm also surprised. It can't be that he made up all those lines?"
"It doesn't matter where he got it. I think we should collect Dahge's magic words and make them into a book."
Iren totally agreed. "That's right! Who knows that thousands of years from now, the book will become a sacred book that people worship?"
They both laugh. Even so, this time Iren kept his voice not too loud. After that, the atmosphere became quiet. They both seemed lost for words to spill. The silence lasted for nearly three minutes.
Suddenly, Yihshyong opened his mouth. "Have you been standing here all this time?"
Iren gasped. He felt the words that came out of Yihshyong's lips so sharp. A concern flashed in his mind that Yihshyong knew that earlier, before they had dinner, he had entered a house that was nearby. For a moment, Iren's body stiffened. He didn't know what to say.
Previously, he was sure that no one had seen him enter the house occupied by his friend, whom he called the "Red Goat." When he came out of the house, there was also no one outside. He was sure because he had looked left and right before stepping out of the courtyard of the house.
Then, it occurred to Iren that Yihshyong actually saw everything. There was a possibility that the friend who was several years older than him, with whom he had just casually chatted, had already noticed all of his whims. Iren remembered he had been in the house long enough. So, it wasn't impossible that Yihshyong actually had returned to the car when Iren was still in the house. There was always the possibility that Yihshyong decided to feign ignorance. Maybe he was hiding somewhere before, and reappeared right after Iren left the house.
Now what should I do? Should I just be honest?
