“Somehow, Weed nim’s action would always result to this……”
They once again faced an overwhelming disappointment.
However, one did not lose hope.
Zephyr said to himself.
“Weed’s younger sister must love flowers.”
Pale also nodded his head.
“The need for money can’t be genetic.”
The youthful Yurin should be somewhere adorning herself with flowers in this plain.
As expected of a girl.
When they sought out Yurin.
The scene unfolded before them was shocking.
It was correct that Yurin was sitting in the field of flowers. The problem was she was squatting on the ground digging into the flowers reaching for the petals, yanking them out and placing them into her basket-shape formed hand.
“The, why……”
Questioned by Zephyr who approached her, Yurin replied concisely.
“It’s natural dye.”
“Dye?”
“Gathering the petals together can make dyes. And to use them to paint a picture, cost nothing.”
“……”
Same mentality!
Yurin was no different from Weed.
“Please help me.”
Zephyr could not refuse Yurin’s request, squatted down, and then started collecting the petals diligently.
“You have to divide them by colors.”
“Yeh…”
Then he went on to struck a tree, and colleted the dropped petals.
The practitioners, at this very moment, were getting bored of flower watching scene.
“This carefree idling around is a bit tiresome.”
“There’s nothing to do here besides this.”
Weed just couldn’t bear with their wry comments any longer!
He sent a message to quell their complaints.
“If you help me collecting these woods, then I’ll treat you all with a round of meat.”