"This is my father, this is Uncle Endir, and this is Uncle Jeko,"
Vili stood amidst the towering stacks of books, looking at the photo frames placed between the books, and explained to He Ao in a gentle voice, "The one taking notes is Vincent."
Then she turned her head, squinted her eyes, and looked at He Ao with a smile in her eyes, "Guess who took this photo?"
By this time, they had returned to Vili's villa, staying in the study left by her father.
"There was no photographer,"
He Ao glanced at the photo frame and said slowly, "This is a printed electronic painting."
"This is actually... huh?"
Vili, who had been feeling smug, paused midsentence, her eyes widening in surprise as she stared at He Ao. She looked from side to side at He Ao's cheeks, then examined the people in the painting carefully, "How did you know?"
"Just a guess,"
He Ao replied calmly, "The people in this 'photo' are all too 'vivid.'"