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Soobin tilted her head, puzzled by Yeonjun's gaze. She quickly averted her gaze, wondering if she'd done something wrong and kneeled down to apologize, but she cautiously knelt before Yeonjun, her bunny-like lips twitching. Beomgyu, who had been glancing at Soobin from the side, eventually burst into laughter, and Yeonjun, after looking at Soobin with a puzzled expression, also burst into laughter before speaking.
"Choi Soo-bin, what are you doing?"
"Huh? No, I think I did something wrong..."
"Wrong? What's wrong?"
"...Oh, you just thought I was too comfortable with you...?"
"If I just kneel down without even asking why I was looking at you, what will God think of me?"
Soobin, whose face was reddened by Yeonjun's words, quickly untied her knees and stood up, looking at Yeonjun while grinning for no reason. Yeonjun, who was handing her a coat, stroked Soobin's hair as if ruffling it, then smiled brightly and patted her shoulder before slowly opening his mouth again.
"Don't be discouraged, I didn't do anything wrong. I just saw it, don't misunderstand."
"No, then at least relax your expression and speak...! Do you know how shocked I was when I realized I was really wrong?"
"Ugh~ Okay, okay, good, good."
Yeonjun, who had been comforting and soothing Soobin so familiarly, left the workshop with only his hands in his pockets. Soobin, who had been looking at Yeonjun for no reason, fiddled with the coat in his hand before looking at Beomgyu. Beomgyu, who recorded all the good deeds of the angels like a proper internal affairs inspector, began to gently look over the good deed sheets. Soobin, curious to see what Beomgyu was writing down, hovered near Beomgyu, and Beomgyu, who had been watching Soobin, showed him the good deed sheets and spoke.
"Here, Yeonjun hyung does the most good deeds, just like Michael."
"Hey... I'm still doing good deeds, huh?
"I know, but Yeonjun hyung is still number one."
Soobin, sullen at Beomgyu's words, pouted, then grabbed her coat and left the workshop. It was around that time, during the bitter winter when the harsh winds chilled the Earth, that Taehyun and Huening Kai first stepped foot into the human world. Unlike the palace in the sky, the cold wind blew fiercely, forcing them to cower before hiding their true identities and slowly walking down the alley.
Huening Kai, walking down a charming, medieval-style alley, finally came to a halt at a derelict clothing store, barely atop a dilapidated wooden structure. Inside, a young girl of about twenty was tending to her ailing mother. He watched her pray, clutching a crucifix in her tiny hands. He happened to run into Yeonjun, who was also passing by.
Perhaps drawn by the girl's prayers, Yeonjun also encountered a pitiful situation, and Huening Kai and Yeonjun exchanged glances before walking into the clothing store. The girl, who had been praying at the faint jingling of a small bell, walked toward the door in the cramped clothing area, and the girl greeted Yeonjun and Huening Kai with a bright smile, as if asking when she had been gloomy.
"Welcome, how may I help you?"
The girl, with skin as pale as jade and a simple yet beautiful appearance, had short, jet-black hair that matched her pale complexion. Yeonjun and Huening Kai glanced at each other, then Yeonjun knelt before the girl, lowering himself to her level with her, a faint smile on his face, and then opened his mouth.
"Little one, what's your name?"
"...Seo Su-jin"
"Sujin? Were you here taking care of your mother alone?"
"Yes, I made a lot of money so my mother could get better after surgery. So, although it wasn't a lot of money, I worked at a clothing store and took care of customers."
After hearing the sad story of a girl named Sujin, Yeonjun gazed at the crosses in the room. He then handed Sujin a golden cross bearing the symbol of an angel, gently stroking her head. Unable to accept the undeniably expensive cross, Sujin refused, saying it was fine. However, Yeonjun, watching her, opened his mouth again.
"This is just a gift, keep it."
"I'm okay."
"Then try praying to that cross. The angels will hear your prayer and heal your mother, right?"
After receiving the cross at Yeonjun's persuasion, Soojin nodded and held the cross tightly in her hand. She thanked him and said that God would definitely help them. Then she went inside and bragged about Yeonjun and Huening Kai, but Yeonjun and Huening had already disappeared.