“This…” Leui muttered and frowned.
“Does it look burnt?” Tinum asked.
“Yes.” Leui answered.
“When you gave me that name when we met, I felt a burning sensation on my nape.” Tinum spoke. “It must be that. Adding to the fact that you have named me before… as Loheiruchel. The color should be darker.” He explained.
“… I’m sorry.” Leui apologized in a hoarse voice. Just looking at the ‘scar’, although it was his name, but he has made Tinum felt pain twice.
Tinum shook his head and covered his nape with his hair. “No. I should be thanking you instead. For giving me this precious name.” he said and looked at him before he smiled.
“Tinum…” Leui’s eyes reddened and he held Tinum’s hands tight.
“Ehem. Young ones, I am still here in case you have forgotten my presence.” Grandpa Dane spoke afte
