episode_0057

I feel drowsy. When I lay down on the sofa, gravity pulled my body tightly. It’s not as comfortable as a bed because it’s not a sofa made for lying down, but I think that subtle discomfort actually encourages drowsiness.

It seems like my body wants to hibernate, but the heater is so loud that the environment doesn’t support it. Scientific civilization is amazing.

As I was staring at the ceiling without reading a book and with my phone left somewhere on the sofa, I could vividly feel the movement of people in the kitchen. It is said that the mother, who had never even tried baking, is trying it. You are diligent. But honestly, I think bread from a professional baker tastes better.

As I was contemplating whether it would be easier to smooth out the wrinkles in the shirt pressed against my back or whether it would be better to stop moving my body and accept the stinging pain in my back as my fate, I suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Aren’t we wasting too much time right now? Since I am currently about to enter my 3rd year of middle school, this means that I have wasted about 8 years of free time. In the beginning, I did various things with sincerity, so 8 years may be an overestimation, but it means I wasted 8 years anyway. Eight years is the time it takes for an outsider to obtain a doctorate in a field. Wow, oh my god.

I spoke out as my sense of crisis encouraged me.

“Mom, me coffee.”

I am so happy that I wasted my doctorate degree. I’m sure when I become an adult, I’ll regret wasting my time, but at the time, I’m probably a workaholic, so I can’t tell the difference.

I waited for my coffee while listening to the clatter of the kitchen. Not long after, my mother came out to the living room carrying two bowls. I guess there was no coffee in the bowl because I didn’t put it in the bowl. For a moment, I imagined my mom bringing me coffee in a bowl as a joke, but when I realized there was no sound from the coffee machine, I brushed it off.

There were cookies in two bowls on the table.

“What about coffee?”

“What is our daughter going to do with magic?”

Although I said this indirectly, it ultimately means that you should drink the coffee yourself. Oh, be cool. After all, do you have to make your own coffee? There is no need to get up from the sofa because there is magic, but using magical power to remotely make coffee in the kitchen is mentally draining. When you’re tired, even talking can be tiring. It’s not that I’m tired right now, but it’s mentally draining.

“Can’t we hire a live-in maid?”

A maid is hired to clean the house, but she only cleans the house. I don’t like having my personal space invaded like a bookshelf, so I’m opposed to having a maid on staff, but in times like this, I’m attracted to it.

“If you already expect protocol, you can’t use it.”

Mom pressed her nose with her finger.

“What did I do?”

“Now, wake up. Mommy baked cookies for you, aren’t you going to eat them?”

That wasn’t it, so I stood up. I picked up a cookie from a nearby plate and bit into it, and it crumbled sweetly. Ugh, I want coffee.

“how is it?”

“delicious.”

“and?”

“more?”

I picked up another cookie and ate it. What more can I say here?

“Crispy on the outside and moist on the inside.”

Now that I say it, it’s a very typical sentiment. Typical or not, my mom pondered whether it mattered and pushed me another plate.

“Try this too.”

The cookies on both plates look the same, but if you insist on eating them, they probably look different. I picked up a new cookie and ate it, and this time it was salty. Was this really the difference?

“How about this?”

“Crispy on the outside and moist on the inside.”

“Which of the two tastes better?”

“Both are delicious.”

I got a look that said it wasn’t going to help. It’s unfair.

I added because I felt unfair.

“I think you can find out the specifics only by eating it in a situation similar to the actual situation. For example, eating it with coffee.”

Basically, snacks require coffee, and there is no coffee here.

“Why is my daughter sitting around like this? Who raised her like this?”

Mom touched her cheek theatrically and sighed. If I answer that I was raised by my mother, I might get some negative reviews. My mouth is itching to talk.

It seems that my mother is slowly becoming concerned about this party’s insincerity. What if it’s going to be like this for another 4 years? There is a lot to say here too. Still, I finished my coursework until high school. We are not living by selling our future. Maybe that’s why mom doesn’t go to the extent of scolding me.

I picked up a cookie and ate it. It’s on the sweet side. I don’t like things that are too sweet, but I like the sweetness better before I get bitten by it. If you eat it consistently, you will get less bite from the salty side.

My friends think I’m a picky eater, but that’s not really the case. It’s just that my mother is good at cooking, so I’m unfamiliar with cooking, but I’m not picky about my taste buds. If you always eat dishes that have clearly removed the fishy smell, your tongue will be embarrassed when you come across fish dishes with a fishy smell. Something like that. So even things like convenience store lunch boxes, which can be said to be of low quality, are enjoyed by large corporations because they tend to stick to the basics.

Since mom seems to want more appreciation, it would be the child’s duty to say more.

I ate another salty cookie and thought about it for a while.

“Hmm… I think sweet is better. Sweet goes better with coffee, and the Korean diet is high in sodium, so sweet snacks are better than salty snacks. In addition to this, there are cases where snacks are frequently eaten or are considered pathological. If this were the case, we would need to create another alternative, but wouldn’t that be the case?”

It’s annoying to think about it any more. I tilted my head and took another cookie and ate it, and my mom hugged me. They say it’s cute.

That’s right, but honestly, my mom’s tastes are also really weird.

* * *

Since I didn’t want to just sit around, I used magic to brew two cups of coffee, gave one to my mom, and ate a cookie. After eating some, my mom took it to the kitchen, saying that I should let my dad taste it too. It’s a shame. If I ate more, I would get so full that it would be difficult to eat. Still, it’s a shame it’s disappointing.

As I was gnawing on the last cookie, I heard the front door opening. If the video phone didn’t ring and I came here with a free pass, I’d be happy. It’s not time to leave work yet.

An old man with a cold expression came in with his secretary. Grandpa isn’t particularly angry, his general expression is just cold and dry. But why did you come?

After briefly saying hello, my mother went back into the kitchen. The grandfather looked back with a bright expression.

“Sky! Don’t you miss this old man?”

I shake my head and immediately become sullen. The reaction is always the same, so why bother asking?

When the grandfather took off his outer clothes, the secretary took the clothes with a keen eye. Oh, is this the protocol of agreeing to something without saying anything? It looks really comfortable.

I glanced into the kitchen and saw my mother watching, clearly showing that she was uncomfortable. Even though I couldn’t say anything, I felt like I was showing this person something worthless. But bodyguards usually do this to some extent. Let’s not say anything unnecessary.

Grandpa must have sensed Mom’s gaze, so he flinched and spoke quietly to his secretary.

“Thank you for your hard work, go to a cafe and have a cup of tea. I will call you if you need me.”

“Thank you for your hard work, it was actually a pleasure to be able to serve you, Chairman.”

That was the answer, but the secretary quickly left. Well, what is life? Shrimp’s back explodes during a whale fight?

The grandfather unpacked the cake box that the secretary had left on the table. It’s a fruit cake. Fruit cake is delicious. It’s difficult now, though.

“Let’s eat together. The cake here is delicious.”

“The timing was bad. I just ate a cookie, so if I eat more, I’m full. If I eat snacks and can’t eat, I’ll be in real trouble.”

“Huh, that can’t be possible….”

The grandfather looked at the cake with regret. Before I knew it, my mother came over and quickly took the cake, saying she would put it in the refrigerator. Still, my grandfather can eat it by himself, but he just takes it. What is this grumpiness?

“But Grandpa, why did you come? Did Dad get into an accident?”

“Is that possible? I just came because I wanted to see Haneul.”

“aha.”

It’s worth it.

Grandpa drank a cup of coffee and talked about various things. As I drank coffee and listened to the business talk in moderation, I soon moved on to talking about systems. The grandfather seemed to be satisfied with the benefit of increasing his physical abilities by immediately leveling up, rather than the risk of being created by an unidentified being. Well, he’s that old.

“I reached level 50 before I knew it. I was very satisfied.”

No, the side that started first has now reached level 40, but how can it be said that it is already level 50? No matter how shaky it was, it was like that. The leveling up speed is deceptive, as if the bodyguards are running a party all day long.

But is this normal if people’s levels are rising steadily, but the actual job is a rookie series where the primary job is? I don’t know if Schrödinger even works. It’s shit.

“Oh, that’s right. I also got the equipment right this time.”

“Have you guessed it yet? Isn’t hunting dangerous?”

“It took a long time for the staff to help us with hunting, and to choose a C-ranked one.”

If you’re a C grade item, it would cost at least 10 billion won, but you matched it all with equipment? It’s a hobby on a different scale than here. Is this the gap between rich and poor? That’s sad.

The old man, who secretly drank his coffee while watching this reaction, seemed to be in a good mood. Ah, this was the main point. I turned around and arrived, but I just felt it. I think he came here to show off his equipment.

“Among them, I chose a particularly good sword. I’ll demonstrate it to you, so let’s form a party. It’ll be worth a look.”

“Oh, I don’t like that.”

My grandfather looked at me in confusion, so I added.

“Why do we have to break up the existing party?”

Since I was already in a party with Do Yoo-geon, I had to break the party to join another party.

“Can’t we just tie the knot again?”

“Why…?”

Grandfather became sullen.

Well, that’s what life is like.