The colors of night have fallen, and I was drunk on the clear breeze and bright moon, unaware of even the presence of a beast coming through the thicket.

It comes down and stands tall before me, and what it says is!!

Oh no!! Guest, a foolish commoner, doesn't even know how to make rice cakes!!

That sound coming from Horang-nim's body!! His stomach grows hungry, and the only things left in my hands are an axe and the wood I was carrying down.