Three sets of ears peeked over the desk.
Their small stature made their eyes invisible below the desk’s edge.
Despite the busy environment, Choi Geon-woo didn’t miss the innocent glint in those eyes.

As he approached the desk, Choi Geon-woo examined the three children.
Even though they were lost, the oldest child didn’t show any signs of fear.
The second, a horned rabbit beastfolk, simply kept grinning.
Naturally, Choi Geon-woo’s attention was drawn to the smallest, Gyeoul.

She was the smallest, with the softest voice.
She was the kind of child who instinctively triggered …