Baby Is a Bodyguard

Kim Woong, who had been carefully watching me make a fire, exclaimed in admiration.

“As expected, Benefactor, you’re amazing!”

“Yep.”

I was already getting tired of responding to that burdensome title.

Fwoosh.

The spark caught on the dry twigs, and warm heat spread out.

Experience really does matter. Once you get the hang of it, getting a fire going is quick, unlike the first time.

I skewered the fish I’d already cleaned onto a suitable branch and set them over the fire pit.

Sizzle.

The sound of dripping fat rose together with a savory smell...