episode_0043

by fnovelpia

Open the refrigerator door and explore what ingredients are suitable for making juice.

With that in mind, I tried to open the refrigerator door, but the handle was higher than I expected, so I dragged a chair over, climbed on it, and opened the door.

There may be people of short stature, but the companies here don’t even give the slightest consideration.

I opened the refrigerator door wide and looked around inside, but there was nothing useful.

These look like ingredients for dinner tonight.

A green plastic box containing beef, kimchi, bread dough, wine that Jihye had unrolled, three cans of beer, and various vegetables.

I push away the various sources and look at them again.

There were lemons and apples.

Shouldn’t there be something like carbonated water?

Should I add beer?

I remember beer as a pleasant drink made from grains.

I’ve never tried it though.

Would you like to drink it now?

You have to drink it to know if it tastes good even if you mix it, right?

I took out a large, long beer can and observed it closely.

It was full of loud and strange pictures, but it definitely had pictures of grains, so it must be a grain drink, right?

Wisdom obviously drank it often, so it wouldn’t be tasteless.

I tried to open the can with it, but it didn’t open well.

There is also the problem of weak strength, but in my opinion, the can itself seems to be made a little tight.

I whined and tried to open it, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t open it, so I put it down on the table and rested for a moment, and when I was about to try again, the beer can on the table suddenly disappeared.

Didn’t I leave it here?

Or did it fall?

I couldn’t hear any sound.

I looked under the table, but of course it wasn’t there. I lay down on the floor and looked under the refrigerator, but of course it wasn’t there.

To disappear so suddenly.

I turned my head and tried to get another beer out of the refrigerator, but the other beer had disappeared somewhere and the wine had also disappeared, so there were no drinks left in the refrigerator.

what?

Am I half asleep?

Maybe so.

He nodded and took out a lemon.

Gotta make lemonade.

Think carefully about the lemonade recipe.

Jihye made it last time and it was sweet and delicious.

Just like fruits are sweet, lemons seem to have the same sweet taste.

It wasn’t just sweet, but it was quite sweet and had a slightly sour taste.

I put the lemon down on the table and opened the drawer to find a knife.

But no matter how hard I searched, there was no knife.

I’m sure I’ve seen Ji-hye put a knife here before, so why isn’t she there now?

Did you put it somewhere else?

Anyway, should I wash the lemon first?

You can find the knife later.

With that thought in mind, I turned around to see that the lemon had already been filled with water and water droplets were flowing down, and it had been cut straight at regular intervals.

Why are you cut?

Was it originally cut like this?

I picked up a slice of lemon with my fingers and lifted it up.

The moment you take a bite… It exploded.

It wasn’t a production or expression from a gourmet cartoon somewhere, it literally made my salivary glands explode.

“Veee…”

It’s so sad that I’m almost in tears.

Did it taste like this?

Is it possibly spoiled?

I got on the chair and spat the lemon flesh in my mouth into the sink. When I looked at the lemon again, I saw something that looked like cider next to the lemon.

I looked somewhere else again and saw a lemon, this time it was mixed with lemon in a small cup.

what.

Are there ghosts in our house?

It was a bit scary to see a ghost in the shrine, but when I thought of it as a ghost helping me make lemonade, it felt really innocuous and trivial.

They say that all places where people live are the same, but ghosts also become ghosts when people die, so it might not be a bad idea to think about whether there are both good and bad ghosts.

When I thought about it, there was no guarantee that no one would die at this location in human history, and even if it wasn’t a ghost that lived here, there was no law for ghosts, so I didn’t think there would be any problem if I wandered around anywhere.

“Are you a ghost?”

When I drank the lemonade, it tasted like the lemonade I knew.

Lemons don’t normally taste like this, but you have to do something to make them taste like this.

A half-cut lemon was lying on the table with its pulp crushed by the protruding object.

I picked up the remaining half-cut lemon and stuck it into the protruding hollow.

Can I do this?

But not much juice came out.

When I turned it with some force, the juice started to come out, so I turned it hard, put the juice in another cup, mixed it with a clear carbonated drink similar to cider, and pushed it to the corner of the table.

“I helped you, so this is a ghost.”

I stared at the cup of lemonade, but the ghost did not appear.

Do you have a shy personality?

When I looked back and then back again, the cup of lemonade had disappeared in an instant.

“Oh, you can’t drink the cup. You were once human! You have to return the cup!”

Well, since you’re a good ghost, I guess you understand.

But can ghosts drink or eat something?

Does a soul have internal organs?

I diligently squeezed the juice from half-cut lemons and put it in a large container.

How much should I put in it?

Should I check the liver too?

I tried the lemon flavor earlier, but I think it might not taste good if too much lemon juice is added.

I poured some into a cup and drank it.

Too sweet?

Should I try adding more cider this time?

This time there wasn’t much lemon flavor.

Should I drink it again?

After drinking half of it, the amount became so small that it became difficult.

I have to make it again.

After finishing the lemonade, I opened the refrigerator door, took out some large ice cubes that Jihye had put in the wine, and put them into the lemonade.

But how many cups of this will there be?

Too little?

But if they give you a glass cup, you can’t drink it with you.

I rummaged through the drawer, but there was no paper cup in sight.

After rummaging around for a while, I thought it wouldn’t work, so I looked up, and before I knew it, I had a headache instead of a can of lemonade, and there were a lot of paper cups piled up next to it.

The ghosts in my house are kind.

I packed it up and took it outside.

The water container was so big and heavy that my body tilted sideways as I carried it, and I almost fell, but then I tried to keep my balance, then faltered, and so on.

Even though it was early morning outside, biobots were roaming the streets.

I stood right in front of the door of my house and thought.

But I can’t keep giving it to you like this.

It was beyond my strength.

I put the bucket of lemonade on the floor and turned around to find the rest of the lemonade and paper cups from the table lying on the floor.

The ghost in my house is very kind.

“Thank you, ghost.”

And when I entered and went out the door, there was a large chair and desk that I had never seen before.

There was something paper-like hanging in front of the desk, so I went to the front and looked at it, and there it was: Lemonade for sale.

The ghosts here are thoroughly prepared.

I sat on a chair and waited for people to come.

I was bored just waiting, so I took out a few cups, filled them with lemonade, and gently sprinkled small white powder into them.

It was luck.

I expect that small lucky events that occur in the morning will make the start of the day quite enjoyable.

“Hello.”

“Hello!”

The first customer was a passing biobot.

It was a pretty familiar face since I saw it often, and I used to walk around here with my dog or check if anything special was going on on the street.

“What are you doing here? Lemonade for sale?”

“Yes. Sell lemonade. Do you want a drink?”

“Um, sorry, but I don’t have money to pay.”

“Then just take it and drink it! They say drinking juice in the morning is good for your health!”

There was no particular need for a drink, but the biobot looked at me with the same expression and didn’t know what to do. In the end, it seemed like it decided to take a small cup with it.

“Work while resting~”

When I waved goodbye, the biobot smiled and waved hello.

However, after the first guest, no guests came for a while.

Biobots come occasionally, but no human guests come.

As I was sitting a little sullenly, I heard a heavy ringing sound from somewhere.

Thump thump

Ah, it was that old man.

It felt like the mechanic gave me some exercise every morning and the old man just stayed on board and got the exercise.

I guess it was the old man’s exercise time.

“Can I have a drink too?”

“Here!”

“But why are you suddenly selling lemonade? Did you need pocket money?”

“No. They say that if you drink juice while greeting people in the morning, you can start your day on a good note!”

“Oh, was that this morning’s article? You saw it.”

The old man knew a lot for his age. There were old stories and trivial stories such as the origin of lemons, but I was also able to get information about the people living in this neighborhood.

They say that, unlike the people living in the apartment complex, there are a lot of hurt people gathered here who are reluctant to come in contact with each other, and although that was the attitude at first, the atmosphere has calmed down a bit recently.

At best, I could just talk to my neighbor who lived right next to me.

“Then your grandfather was like that too?”

The grandfather said nothing and looked into the distance with a faint smile.

A distant place where you don’t know where.

The old man, who spoke again after being quiet for a while, said that although he still doesn’t know why, people’s smiles are coming back these days, and that he thinks of the old days a lot, and that he can see neighbors chatting with each other.

After talking with the old man for a while, he said he would drink it well and took the lemonade.

As I was waiting because I didn’t do this, I occasionally saw my neighbors who were usually shocked to see me.

“Hello!”

“…Hello.”

The neighbors were reluctant at first, but when I greeted them and told them to take the lemonade, they hesitated and took the lemonade.

After being like this for about an hour and a half, I met all the neighbors here, and even the neighbors who were reluctant to me seemed to have gotten used to it, and their expressions were completely different from their initial expressions.

And I saw many people seeing it for the first time.

“Hello!”

The couple I greeted had a child who looked like a biobot. Usually, biobots are made to do work, so I rarely see something that looks that young, so I looked at them in amazement.

I heard from Jihye that they made Doldori as close to my age as possible so that he could play with me.

That child also feels similar to Doldori.

“Hello! Wow~ Is this lemonade?”

“Yes.”

The couple’s child happily greeted me and chatted with me, but the couple looked down at me with pitiful eyes or as if they were looking at a planned tragedy.

Why is that?

“Are you going to school too? How old are you?”

“I’m taking a break these days because I’m sick! I don’t know your age.”

At my words, the couple had tears in their eyes and were wiping their eyes with a handkerchief. The child also had tears in his eyes and cautiously said that a miracle with a camera might come to you too.

What are you talking about?

Anyway, the good couple and the child left with tears rolling down their face when they heard that someone else’s child was a little sick because they were so sensitive.

You moved here?

He said it was a good place because there were a lot of biobots, a reasonable amount of people, and a large space for children to run around and play.

Before I knew it, there was only one glass of lemonade left, and as I was contemplating whether I should drink the rest, someone with his face covered, I don’t know when, suddenly appeared and started talking to me.

“Am I the last customer?”

“Yes. It looks like that!”

It felt familiar.

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