The air in the Yakgwa Village Market hung thick with the sweet scent of honey-dipped snacks. Gim Cookie, however, seemed immune to the lively bustle and the tempting aromas. He was currently draped over a large sack of dried red beans, using his oversized sleeve as a pillow.

"Are you sure you don't want to get up, Master? Look! They have tteokbokki! The Dokkaebi usually snag these first," Goblin Wisp buzzed, the ember spirit flitting anxiously around Gim Cookie's hat.

Gim Cookie gave a slow, barely perceptible sigh. "If I cannot see them, they cannot bother me," he mumbled, his tired dark green eyes remaining firmly shut.