episode_0019

Leaving behind the commotion that had occurred while waking up, I washed up briefly and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

The menu is, as I told Yeonseo earlier, scrambled eggs.

But I felt a sense of guilt that I had never treated Yeonseo to my signature dish.

I cracked a generous amount of eggs to make egg water and strained them through a sieve more diligently and carefully than usual.

Put some base on it and pour it little by little into a preheated square mold, shape it, roll it, and pour it again.

No fillings are added.

This is a Japanese-style omelet, so it is a dish that relies solely on the flavor of the egg and seasoning.

I cut the finished scrambled eggs in half lengthwise and let them cool down while they were still hot.

I did it, but it’s really the best I’ve ever made.

Once the customers taste it, they will come back for it every day.

It was the only advantage I could boast about without shame.

I wanted to give Yeonseo a taste of it as soon as possible.

The old map I ordered there was delivered right away, and I also made new kimchi stew.

Since the scrambled eggs were on the sweet side, I made it a little salty.

I threw in some tofu without sparing any, and added some aged radish.

I wanted a clean taste, so I didn’t add meat or canned tuna.

Fish cakes, even more so.

When I was at my parents’ house, my mom put fish cakes in kimchi stew so much that it got swollen and I had a bad taste in my mouth for a long time.

Yeonseo came out of the room cautiously when breakfast preparations were almost finished.

Yeonseo’s face, which appeared somewhat shy, was red.

My gaze naturally went to Yeonseo’s shoulder.

There are four straps on each shoulder. Two of them are straps, and the other two are… oh, you put them back on.

thank god.

Are you glad?

The gentleman and the man in my heart were mixed up and confused.

Yeonseo, who had just washed her hands, started serving rice and placing her spoon on the table without being asked.

“Take out whatever side dishes you want to eat.”

Then, I took out the spinach and bean sprout salad and stir-fried kimchi and brought it over.

Yeonseo, who comes from a commoner background, eats a variety of foods.

However, just as I would not eat rice without soup, Yeonseo was the type who would always eat a vegetable side dish when eating a meal.

It seemed that they liked the taste of the vegetables here, which were larger and fresher than those from Askria, where farming methods were not as developed.

I cut the scrambled eggs that had been briefly cooled into 8 pieces and squeezed some rich mayonnaise onto one corner of the plate.

After all, mayonnaise and ketchup are Heinz.

Even though I’m not really interested in spending money, this was one of the items I spent extra money on when I cooked at home.

When the menus were placed on the table one by one and the long-awaited omelet was placed, Yeonseo’s eyes widened.

“Wow… .”

I was constantly amazed, but I couldn’t lift my chopsticks easily.

“You can eat it. I let it cool down, but it’s still hot inside, so be careful. ”

“I’m looking at it intently because it’s too good to eat right away.”

He said that it was his first time seeing such a neat and yellow omelet.

Is that it?

Since she still wouldn’t pick up the spoon, I made a suggestion to Yeonseo.

“Why don’t you at least take a picture?”

“Photo?”

You don’t know the concept of photography.

Even the posters of models you see at department stores are all just photos, right?

It’s hard to explain in words, so let me show you.

I took a smartphone from Yeonseo and showed her a picture of the scrambled eggs taken from a diagonal angle.

“Wow! What the?!”

“If you press this on your smartphone and press it again at the desired timing, you can take pictures of pretty scenery, people, or food.”

“You can watch videos, search, and take pictures. Is this a godsend item?”

There are more functions than that, but after thinking about it, it really seems like a smartphone is a godsend.

Yeonseo took a few more pictures herself, then put down her smartphone with a satisfied expression and picked up her chopsticks.

By the way, Yeonseo learned how to use chopsticks without difficulty.

However, he used a mysterious chopstick technique where he simply placed a pair of chopsticks on the space between his index finger and thumb.

Even though there is no right way to use chopsticks, it was hard for even I to imitate the skill of picking up side dishes just by putting them on.

“Erm~!!!!”

Moon Yeon-seo took a bite of the egg roll dipped in mayonnaise and made a shocked expression.

Then, the chopstick owner waved his hands in admiration.

“It’s delicious! It’s so delicious!”

“Thank goodness it’s delicious.”

In times like this, it’s enough to just coolly wipe under the nose.

“I never tried this egg roll when I was traveling with Na Jin-hyeon?”

“There was a shortage of materials.”

“Wow… I’m only eating it now. I’ve already lost half my life.”

what…?!

“Yeonseo.”

“Huh?”

“That’s what you just said, you lost half your life. That’s not good. You shouldn’t use it.”

“Why? There’s nothing strange about the meaning.”

How do you explain this?

Surely our saintess didn’t see Hitomi…?

I can’t ask outright, so I’ll just try to cover it up.

“The situation in which it was first written…was it written in a really bad situation?”

“I see. How many times has it appeared on YouTube?”

“You shouldn’t blindly copy what’s said. You have to listen carefully.”

You’re not going to look it up on your smartphone later, are you?

Putting those worries aside, Yeonseo was in a good mood because of the delicious side dishes, and her mouth was filled with smiles.

I’ve always been confident in my egg rolls, but it felt different when Yeonseo liked them.

Sigh, what the heck.

At least while I’m at home, I end up thinking and acting primarily in Yeonseo’s direction.

He tries hard to avoid it by saying it’s because he’s a guest.

I hope that my body and mind do not fall into an abnormal state even though I am being unreasonable and suppressing it.

Even after making that promise, I continued to check Yeonseo’s expression while eating.

It was nice to see everyone eating deliciously, but somehow, we didn’t talk much at the table.

Even though I know that the best thing to do is to just eat quietly, I have a hard time maintaining this silence.

So, even during my college days, I would talk to him for no reason.

Even when I finally mustered up the courage to speak, everyone just gave short answers and didn’t continue.

He ate it by putting it in a bowl.

Or, another person who is good at talking can start a new conversation and the mood will change completely.

After experiencing it several times, I became the type to just sit quietly and eat whenever I went to that kind of place.

If you’re uncomfortable, just open your mouth.

But there was a reason why I was trying to start a conversation with Yeonseo right now.

I don’t know why, but we look at each other the whole time we’re eating.

Except when we were picking up side dishes or putting a spoonful of rice in our mouths, our eyes naturally met whenever we looked forward.

When the food tastes good, Yeonseo smiles and I nod my head at her, so I couldn’t stand it because it was so embarrassing.

So that’s why I tried this.

“Yesterday.”

“Yesterday?”

Yeonseo seemed nervous about the word yesterday.

It seemed like he was worried about what people would say about him getting lost yesterday.

But what came out next had nothing to do with the incident yesterday.

“I went to work yesterday, and the two part-timers must have had something going on during the two days off. The atmosphere was bad.”

“What’s going on?”

Okay, I’ve accepted your conversation.

“A guy confessed to a girl, but she rejected him. But then he revealed the truth.”

“… … .”

It’s a mess. There’s no answer.

Well then, I guess I’ll go after all.

What is the conversation at the dinner table about?

But the energy I felt from the other side was unusual.

While chewing my rice, I glanced over to Yeonseo and saw him staring at me with an expressionless face.

“Why, why?”

“Woman?”

“… Oh, the girl kicked the guy.”

“Girl? Younger?”

“Not the same age.”

Wait, did Se-yeon get lucky?

“But why a girl? No, more importantly, are there any girls at your part-time job?”

“It’s a bar, so there are male and female part-timers… right?”

“How many people?”

“Huh?”

“How many women are there?”

“About 3 female part-timers?”

“Female part-timers? Only 3 female part-timers?”

He said everything in a low voice, trying to keep up with the situation.

“The boss is also a woman… .”

“Ha!”

Yeonseo laughed and finally put down her chopsticks.

He twisted his body to the side, crossed his arms, and breathed heavily through his nose.

“Yeonseo, there’s some food left.”

“I don’t eat it.”

“There are a lot of egg rolls too… I really worked hard to make them so I could eat them with you.”

“It was done.”

Why am I watching you?

Aren’t I the landlord?

Whether or not, Yeonseo kept nagging me.

“Is this world where part-timers make eye contact while working together?”

“It’s the same in Askria. If you work and have a housewife, well… No, right away, Zenkrang and Ariane fought each other and fell in love and got married.”

He frowned as if he didn’t like my rebuttal.

It’s not like I said anything wrong… .

“Then you must be having a good time with another woman there too?”

Yeonseo asks in a sharp voice.

But without me knowing.

I really shouldn’t have done that, but even though I was in a position(?) where I should have been more proactive in explaining things, I just made a blank expression for a moment.

“Me?”

sincerely?

Even the look of absurdity in his eyes made Seodo hesitate.

Yeonseo, who had been staring blankly, chewed on it a few times on her own, and then the strength in her eyes slowly began to relax.

Even if you think about it, it wasn’t like that.

Just thinking about the people I met in Askri, I couldn’t help but ask that question.

It’s strangely bitter

Yeonseo slowly picked up her chopsticks again.

“I’m sorry.”

The way he played with his chopsticks was somehow refreshing.

This time I put down my spoon because I lost my appetite.

If you call a fool a fool, he won’t get angry.

I just feel so dirty and sad.

Yeonseo, who had been watching me like this, apologized again.

“I… and I’m sorry again.”

“No, no.”

“Really… .”

“No apples! No apples!”

Yeonseo raised her hand urgently to stop him, and quietly closed her mouth.

And so the conversation ended.

You are an amazing swordsman.

We just ate without saying a word to each other as usual.

For some reason, the egg roll felt a little salty.