Both women come running around the corner of the building, a close race, Auntie not far from Dong Kyung.
Dong Kyung looks back, whimpers,
"Aunt, calm down! Calm down!"
Her Aunt continues running, breathing hard,
"How can I calm down right now?"
Dong Kyung yells,
"Damned Tak Seon Kyung!"
Her Aunt fiercely yells back,
"How dare you blame others!"
Dong Kyung sprints, seeing Myeol Mang, grabs onto his black coat, runs behind him for protection.
Holding onto him, she cries out,
"Aunt, time out, time out."
Her Aunt lunges around Myeol Mang, attempts grabbing Dong Kyung, hollers,
"Aren't you going to come here? Come here?"
Dong Kyung cries out,
"I didn't do it on purpose."
The women use poor Myeol Mang as a barrier, diving around him, pushing him aside, he rolls his eyes, scrunches his face in annoyance, luckily he cares deeply for one of them or there would be hell to pay for this humiliation.
Auntie, out of breath, says,
"I came here to be nice, see how you are treating me, you darned girl."
Dong Kyung retorts,
"But you're not speaking nicely, right now Auntie."
Her Aunt clutches at her chest, bent over, faint, drops to her knees weakly.
Dong Kyung worriedly asks,
"Aunt! Are you okay? Aunt?"
She bends next to her Aunt, where upon her Aunt captures her into a triumphant headlock, says,
"Got you, you little…"
Dong Kyung pouts, cries out,
"But how can you do this to me? This is foul play!"
Her Aunt says,
"You are the one who played foul first."
Wrapped in a tight headlock, Dong Kyung begs, "Ms. Soo Ja! Let go first, please!"
All Myeol Mang can do at this point is stare as the two woman grovel around his feet, accept that this must be the life surrounding Tak Dong Kyung.