So even if Eoryun didn't want to acknowledge it, he had no choice. What mattered most now, however, was figuring out what he was supposed to call Tiana.
As the older sister of his many-times-great-grandmother… was he supposed to call her… his many-times-great-aunt?
Help. What kind of cursed title was that?
Eoryun felt aggrieved—but he didn't voice it.
With neither of them knowing how to address the other, both simply stayed silent.
The room grew so quiet it became uncomfortable.
Illiya stood still for a while, finally unable to bear the oppressive silence.
He decided to resolve the issue that was clearly plaguing the two people in front of him.
Really now, wasn't it just a matter of how to address a relative?
Illiya walked over to Eoryun, raised his hand, and gave his shoulder a couple of firm pats, gesturing for him to focus.
