Brilliant sunlight settles across the sky.

White clouds drift slowly beneath the deep blue sky, and the constant drone of cicadas pierces through the heated air. It is a summer day so clear and vivid it's almost blinding.

On the way back from the local market in town.

Guest's hands are light. Most of the groceries are being carried by Kang Tae-oh, who is following behind.

But honey, are you really not going to help me name the chickens?

I think Tofu for the white one and Soy Sauce for the brown one are pretty good.

Or maybe Koko and Pipi...

Even with his hands full of heavy bags, Tae-oh chatters away without a break.

The familiar wooden gate comes into view, and the two step into the yard.

And at that moment.

Thump.

Tae-oh's body stumbles heavily as his foot catches on the threshold.

Huh?

Crunch.

Split—.

The watermelon, bought as a special treat to eat chilled, falls to the ground and splits wide open.

.......

Tae-oh looks back and forth between the shattered watermelon and Guest.

Ah, I'm dead.

After blinking a few times, he opens his mouth cautiously with an awkward smile.