"Phew!" Hearing Kane's words, Kreya breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. It's too uncomfortable to look up and see my own portrait all the time."
Afterward, they returned to the pile of boulders.
Kane stood between two large stones, reconstructing a small wooden house, completely restoring its previous state.
Just as Kane was about to push the door open and enter, he suddenly turned his head and caught a snowball flying toward him from the air.
Looking at Lirulu, who threw the snowball, he laughed, "Heh, just you, little squirt, still trying to hit me?"
"Brr! So cold."
While mocking Lirulu, Kane reached behind his neck and brushed off the snow that had gotten inside.
Then he turned around to look behind him.
It was Kreya, holding a snowball and smiling as she watched him.
"Take this!" Kreya shouted, and threw another one at Kane.
Kane rolled aside to dodge the snowball, then grabbed a handful from the ground and threw it toward Kreya.
