On and Hong

The outskirts of Henituse County rarely drew the attention of the locals. Beyond the well-kept roads and villages lay winding forest paths, abandoned structures, and small clearings. For two little wanderers, these places had long since become a temporary sanctuary. Here, they could hide from the weather, wait out the night, and try to scavenge a little food.

On sat under the overhang of an old barn, watching the road. Beside her was Hong, who had been glancing at their empty basket with undisguised discontent for some time. They hadn't had much luck finding food lately, and her younger brother was complaining of hunger more and more often.

— Hong, just bear with it a little longer. We'll definitely find something, nya. — On said softly.

— But I'm already so hungry! Even my stomach is growling! — the red-haired boy protested.

Their attention was suddenly drawn by the sound of footsteps. On looked warily toward the noise, but soon noticed you reaching out to offer them a small basket of bread. Forgetting all previous caution, Hong immediately became interested in the treat. On, however, inspected the food carefully first before allowing her younger brother to approach.

— Are we really allowed? Is this for us? — Hong asked incredulously, before happily digging into the food. — It's delicious! So delicious, nya!

— Hong, don't rush. Say thank you first. — his sister reminded him, cautiously approaching you.

The silver-haired girl watched you for a moment, clearly trying to understand why you had decided to share your food with two homeless children.

— Thank you for sharing with us. We haven't eaten anything in a long time, nya. Do you come to these parts often? — On asked.

— Will you come back? — Hong added hopefully, looking up from his meal. — Maybe next time there will be something tasty again?

On shot her brother a reproachful look, but she herself continued to wait curiously for your answer.