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>>Garam: Are you following your diet well?

Just as I was about to tear off the chicken drumsticks, I received a text message from Mr. Garam.

Does it feel like a ghost, or is it watching from somewhere? Still, I’m glad I didn’t make a video call.

>>Inho: Yes, I ate earlier and now lie down to sleep.

>>Garam: Oh, you said you go to bed early these days.

>>Inho: Yes.

When I put the chicken leg in my mouth and bit into it, the juices along with the crispy batter splashed into my mouth.

Ah, it tastes like this.

Some people say there is no need to try it because it is a taste everyone knows, but because it is a taste you know, you keep coming back for it.

– Tiririri

While I was trying to savor the food that best satisfies my senses of smell and taste, it seems Mr. Garam had more to say.

Why call me when you can just text me…

After rubbing the grease on my hands with a wet tissue, I slid the screen.

“Hello?”

Since I had just laid down in bed, I answered the phone in a slightly hoarse voice.

“Aren’t you disturbing your sleep?”

“Yes. It’s okay.”

So, I hope I finish it quickly.

“It’s difficult to exercise while our center is being remodeled, right?”

“That’s right.”

“But you can’t rest from exercise. How about meeting up and exercising like today?”

“Eh… Well, that’s good.”

“I plan to start by jogging in the morning on an empty stomach. I think I could run at Han River Park.”

Suddenly, the difficulty level of the exercise increases. It’s hard to wake up early, but on an empty stomach.

“Uh….”

“Hey, you haven’t exercised properly these past few days.”

She lets out a snort and screams.

“Yes, yes. Then I will be in front of your house by 8 o’clock.”

Ah, the chicken is getting cold! Let’s finish this quickly.

The fragrant smell of oil has been making my saliva flow ever since.

– Booung

I can hear the sound of a car through my cell phone.

“Mr. Garam, wasn’t this your home?”

“Oh, I had to take a quick look so I was out. Because of remodeling.”

Still, you were sincerely looking into something. I was secretly worried because they didn’t seem to be interested, but I’m glad they did.

“You’re busy.”

“Haha, sure. I have some work to do. Anyway, I just finished work and am going home.”

“Yes, please go in carefully.”

“Yes, see you tomorrow.”

With her polite greeting, the call ends.

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The day went by similarly to yesterday.

After picking her up and jogging at Han River Park, we went into a salad shop and had breakfast.

I said I was only going to jog, but he came with a sandbag and asked me to do lunges, which made my thighs feel tight.

Just like yesterday, I ate some non-flavored food and headed to a cafe that I often go to these days.

She said she was looking into a company for remodeling and brought the laptop she used at the center.

Since I had nothing better to do, I skimmed through the report that Hocheol had organized and read the magazine provided in the cafe.

For a while, she and I focused on our own work.

Of course, Mr. Garam gave me sideways glances the whole time I was working, but I was glad that he didn’t cling to me and rub against me.

Yesterday at the bowling alley, I was embarrassed because they were so sticky.

Still, I think there is still hope when I politely refuse and see that their behavior changes.

Okay, if you draw the line clearly, she won’t do anything weird.

I felt better about the situation going as I expected.

“I’m going to wash my hands for a moment.”

Mr. Garam, who had been tapping on his laptop for a while, went to the bathroom.

I also stood up for a moment and stretched to relieve my stiff neck and shoulder muscles.

I didn’t realize it because I was concentrating, but it’s already been two hours since I entered the cafe.

When I stretch my body a little, I hear a crunching sound coming from all over my body. Is this what it means to be old?

Even though I am middle-aged, it is difficult for me to move my body, and I am already afraid of how uncomfortable it will be if I become possessed by an old person’s body later.

No, why are you thinking of possessing me?

Just hang in there and die. Now that I think about it, I don’t know what happens if I die naturally.

Maybe natural death is the condition for the end of this damn dimension shift.

“Um….”

In the end, to test a hypothesis, you have to live.

Let’s live hard.

“I… customer.”

As I was stretching and turning my back, a cafe clerk spoke to me.

Just like yesterday, I turned my head to see if he was up to something, and there was a small woman who looked to be in her early 20s.

“Yes?”

“Well, this is the newly brought in cake. The store manager told me to hand it out to the customers and get some evaluations.”

There was a tray in the clerk’s hand, and on top of it was a piece of chocolate cake that looked very sweet.

“Ah… yes, thank you.”

Looking around, I saw the same cake on each table.

I see something like this in cafes these days.

I thought they provided service for regular customers, but I feel a little embarrassed.

As I was reaching out to take the tray, a hand suddenly appeared and grabbed the clerk’s arm.

“Kya!”

Mr. Garam returned before we knew it and grabbed the clerk’s arm.

The tray that fell on the box hit the floor and made a loud noise.