We both went in front of that boy, but his attention was still on those old sacks. Even his clothes were as old as sacks, but it didn't seem like the house was that shabby.

"How's it going, friend? Can you do us a favor?"

While Beauty was talking, the boy widened his eyes and looked at us. I thought that if he had dressed up neatly, he would have been a handsome man like Beauty. Why is someone like him like this? Keeping my thoughts as they were, I listened to what they were talking about.

"What kind of help do you need?"

"We're on our way to finding paradise. Can you give us a place to stay for one night?"

When Beauty asked, that person thought for a while and looked back at the house. The boy shook his head and asked us to come with him and went to a stable behind the house. He must have thought we were crazy talking about paradise. That's why he didn't take us inside the house. I approached Beauty's ear.