Shagen paused momentarily, not turning his head as he spoke, "I did see her."
"So, you followed because you saw her?" Axiang asked.
"Yes," Shagen always had a way with concise responses.
"Do you help out at anyone's home whenever you see them?" Axiang asked again. As soon as she finished her question, Shagen hurriedly shook his head, "No, only because Sister is pretty that I came!"
Axiang's face turned red at once.
"Shagen, I'm younger than you, you're already twenty, aren't you? How come you're calling me 'Sister'?" Axiang said, trying just to ease the awkwardness.
Shagen then asked again, "How old is Sister then?"
"I'm seventeen," Axiang said nominally, "Look, you're even taller than me; I don't even reach your chin, barely your neck, so you shouldn't call me 'Sister'."
"..." Shagen didn't know what to call her then.