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Today’s dish is chicken salad.

Since this is meat that has been supplied for a long time, the chef will serve it with all his heart and passion.

The main ingredients are:

Chicken, cabbage, red cabbage, paprika, endive.

You can also prepare soju, salt, and pepper to season the chicken.

Cooking begins with seasoning the chicken.

Normally, I would use light chicken breast, but the chicken supplied this time does not have a good texture because the breast muscles are not fully developed.

Therefore, the next best option is to use large, tender hind leg meat.

After removing the blood from the cut chicken thighs and washing them well, mix them with soju, salt, and pepper and marinate them for about 10 minutes.

While the meat is marinating, wash the vegetables under running water and cut them into bite-sized pieces.

After an appropriate amount of time, coat the marinated chicken with flour, egg yolk, and breadcrumbs in that order and fry until golden brown.

Arrange the prepared vegetables and chicken neatly on a plate, and sprinkle the sauce of your choice on top…

Oh my goodness, the chicken salad is ready.

It’s been a while since I’ve had meat, so I was nervous.

I don’t know if it worked out well.

Okay then.

This is the ‘chicken salad’ you ordered, sir.

Because our restaurant did not install a ‘leftover food disposal facility’ due to unavoidable circumstances,

Please eat all the meat and not leave a single piece behind.

… … .

… … great.

… … .

then,

I hope you like this foolish chef’s cooking.

goodbye.

Mr. Lovely Chicken.

Please come again next time,

I’ll be waiting.

… … .

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“……ah.”

With her limping legs, Eunha escaped from [Euncheon Restaurant].

I have no strength in my right leg.

I feel dizzy.

Am I dreaming?

… … gulp.

He pulled out the meat stuck between his teeth with his tongue and swallowed it.

It tastes a bit like mustard sauce.

Eunha covered her mouth with one hand.

‘… … ‘I survived.’

I stood blankly at the entrance to the restaurant and looked up at the sky.

Blue sky blue.

The white color of the clouds…

okay. I like that sky blue color.

I don’t like red anymore.

I want to go home and rest.

Grumbling…

I walked weakly, dragging a black suitcase.

Perhaps it was because she had left the restaurant, but the fear and pressure that had been weighing on Eunha’s shoulders just now seemed to have disappeared.

My shoulders are light.

It feels like my shoulder blade has been dislocated and I am flying up into the sky.

When I look back out of curiosity, I see an ordinary family sitting around the restaurant, laughing and eating.

I see a child cutting a hamburger steak into bite-size pieces and putting it in his mouth.

… … I feel nauseous.

I covered my mouth.

“……Nim! Eunha! Are you okay?”

As I was waiting for a taxi to go home, a familiar voice called Eunha.

When I turned my head in a daze, I saw Ban Harin in a black-gray suit running towards me, the chick hairpin in his bangs fluttering.

The way she is breathing heavily makes her look impatient, unlike the always calm woman.

“Mr. Banharin…”

“Whoa… whoa… it’s a coincidence, Eunha.”

“I don’t think it’s a coincidence at all.”

Ban Harin approached Eunha and checked her physical condition with bright eyes, like a mother who retrieved her lost daughter from an amusement park.

It’s not a metaphor; it really lit a fire in my eyes. Ban Harin’s golden eyes ‘observe’ Eunha’s body up and down in detail.

Soon, her eyes turned to Eunha’s right leg.

In response to Ban Harin’s intake of breath like a shocked person, Eunha quietly looked down at her legs.

Her outfit consisted of a loose hoodie and cotton pants.

But now the pants are of uneven length. The right side of the pants was cut off near the thigh, exposing Eunha’s smooth legs.

It was somehow cool.

Ban Harin was stunned as he looked at the blood stains on the cut edge of Eunha’s pants and the deep cut that only left a scar on Eunha’s right thigh.

“What on earth… happened at the restaurant? Could it be that Hunter Jeong So-ra did it?”

“Why did Jeong So-ra… Ah, that’s right. We were eating together… Ban Harin, did you see Jeong So-ra by any chance? I said she was going out for a while.”

Eunha asked Ban Harin, who was kneeling on one knee and smoothing her bare legs.

Ban Harin then looks at Eunha, asking if now is the time to be curious about that, and then starts talking as if he can’t help it.

“…I met Hunter Jeong So-ra on the way and talked to her. Something suddenly came up. I was asked to tell her that I had to go to the guild quickly and that we would talk about the rest later. I already finished the calculation.”

“okay.”

“But I didn’t answer the phone, and I couldn’t find Eunha even though I looked all over the restaurant, so I kept looking.”

I feel dizzy.

There are many things we don’t know about what Ban Ha-rin from the Hunter Association discussed when he met Jeong So-ra of [Changcheon Sword House] and why Ban Ha-rin is here.

But I’m not interested.

I want to go home quickly.

“…I was in the bathroom because my stomach hurt. I guess that’s why I couldn’t find it. I’m sorry.”

“Do you think I didn’t check the bathroom? Don’t lie to me.”

“I was in a hurry so I went into the men’s bathroom.”

“I looked into everything.”

“Hey, I’m not fooled.”

dizzy.

Is it because my head has turned?

If I had turned back, wouldn’t it be less painful than it is now?

( goodbye.

Mr. Lovely Chicken. )

The [chef’s] voice rings in my ears.

Eunha swallowed back nausea.

“Okay, what happened to that bridge? It looks like someone… No, there are a lot of eyes watching here. The car was parked right next to it, so there…”

“no, I do not want.”

“……yes?”

“What… should I tell Mr. Banharin everything?”

Is it because I’m tired?

Or is it because I was treated so unfairly?

Or perhaps he was unknowingly dissatisfied with Ban Harin, who had been hiding his status as an employee of the association for three years.

Normally, I would have laughed it off… but it’s not easy now.

“……Eunha.”

“Don’t pry. It’s a problem I shouldn’t tell others about. It’s something I have to solve alone… so don’t worry about it.”

“…….”

“And, being a hunter is a job where you get hurt easily… Anyway, no matter where or how I get hurt… it’s okay. So Mr. Banharin, focus on your association work. Today won’t be your day off either.”

I flinch.

Hunter Association employee Ban Ha-rin, who was kneeling down and examining Eunha’s legs, got up in surprise.

Today, there are a lot of sounds in her movements.

I was a person who usually didn’t make a single sound.

“…I’m sorry. I’m a little… a little tired, so I think I should rest. I’ll go home first.”

Eunha staggered past the Hunter Association staff who were as frozen as ice.

I don’t even feel like taking a taxi.

Let’s go for a short walk.

My right leg started throbbing every time I walked, but it wasn’t so bad that I couldn’t walk, so I decided to keep walking.

[Self-recovery] is working hard today as well.

‘Oh right. I have to let Mr. Banharin know as well.’

Suddenly, Eunha, who had taken a few steps forward, turned her head to the Hunter Association employee.

This time, I saw that the only person in ‘Saetbyul Apartment’ was Eunha.

If Banharin or Eunbangul come to her house to play, they might get hurt.

No, is it just getting hurt? Imagine that two people encounter the [Red Woman].

I don’t even want to imagine it.

Before such an unfortunate incident occurs, it would be best to inform the two of them in advance.

Because they are the ones who keep their promises to Eunha.

“And… just in case… from now on, never come near the ‘Saetstar Apartment’. Don’t ask why.”

“………All right.”

And, the Hunter Association employee nods in understanding… No, Ban Harin’s face is,

It was distorted, like a person enduring pain.

My thigh hurts on this side right now, but it looks like it hurts on that side too.

Feeling sympathy for the same illness, Eunha set out on the road, dragging the suitcase containing [The Black Book].

And… until she disappears,

Ban Harin, a regular customer of the cafe, just stood still with a complicated expression on his face.

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“Uweek–!”

Euncheon-gu Park.

Eunha was heading home with one hand covering her mouth, but she ended up stopping at a nearby park restroom to vent her stomach.

Tears come out from the pain that turns my stomach.

“Haa… haa… you bastards…”

Eunha, who had completely emptied her stomach, cursed in a weak voice.

Wouldn’t it be less painful if I just killed him normally? At least I even had that thought.

Ah, the [Red Woman] simply saws and leaves.

I miss her covered in blood today.

It seemed as if resentment and disgust mixed together in my mouth and paralyzed my tongue.

“Ha… yes. Good things are good things. You didn’t die this time.”

okay. He’s not dead.

However, the mental stress was several times greater than when an ordinary death occurred.

Since I know that I won’t die because of [self-healing], I’m now trying to smash people’s heads.

Eunha burst into laughter as she stroked her right thigh, which was still throbbing.

Monsters surrounding her.

The helplessness of not being able to do anything no matter how hard you struggle.

The gaze of the headless [chefs]… the [chef] with numerous heads stuck together like a ball, looking at the food.

In the kitchen of [Euncheon Restaurant], Eunha was the cooking ingredient, the lovely chicken, and the customer who ordered the food.

A customer who ordered chicken salad.

So, Eunha ate all of the ‘chicken salad’ that [Chef] made and gave her.

Today’s menu is chicken salad.

Delicious chicken. Salad with chicken.

“Ha… I guess I can live now.”

I flushed the water and came out of the toilet cubicle.

After rinsing her mouth several times at the sink, she looked at the mirror.

I saw the face of a beautiful woman with sunken eyes, as if she had not slept for several days.

The stress he was under this time seems to be so great that it can be seen on his face.

‘… … Good things are good, right? Think of it as getting a free meal at a unique restaurant.’

Eunha cheered up by making her usual smiling face.

okay. Let’s think positively.

When will I ever eat such high-quality meat?

Thanks to [self-healing], it is the cleanest meat in the world, free from parasites, diseases, and heavy metals that are harmful to the body.

When I think about it that way, it was surprisingly bad… not bad.

‘Okay… the discouragement is over! ‘Now let’s go home!’

She forced herself to cheer up and came out of the bathroom, dragging her suitcase.

( goodbye.

Mr. Lovely Chicken. )

A dirty restaurant with only gangsters.

See you again.

(Please come again next time,

I’ll be waiting. )

… … But what would proper food taste like without meat?

Something like soup or corn cheese.

Now that I think about it, I think oil pasta would be okay too.

Human cuisine made by ‘something’ that is not a human…

Just a little bit, I’m curious.

“Hey. Are you the bastard who soaked our younger siblings?”

And, Eunha came out of the park restroom thinking about various things,

Before I knew it, I was surrounded by three men who looked like gangsters.

They all have black crucian carp tattoos on their bodies.