A sudden silence fell over the small food cart.

The children and I sat quietly, munching on fish-shaped bread while our eyes darted nervously.

"Grandma, I'll take care of the cart. Please go inside and rest," Yoon Chae-rin said, glancing briefly at Jo Yoo-chan.

Jo Yoo-chan sneered, letting out a dry chuckle.

"Ah, what’s a hurt kid like you going to do with a cart? Just go inside and rest."

"It's fine. My friends promised to help today."

Chae-rin and her grandmother bickered lightly, each insisting the other should rest. Eventually, Chae-rin emerged victorious.

"Fine, then. Spend time with your …