episode_0121

Do you know what the most filthy and shameful thing in the world is when viewed from the perspective of the victim?

That is discriminating against people based on food.

I know this because I have experienced it myself, but there is nothing more sad and angry than being discriminated against for something like that. I was very young at the time, so it may have felt that way, but it was like that anyway.

And the party office was going through something like that right now.

‘Of course, it’s hard to say that the situation is exactly the same as when I was discriminated against.’

That’s because at that time, I was a very sensitive child who had no doubt that the whole world was trying to treat me. In comparison, Dangsoso, who is now sitting in front of me, was an ‘adult’ who drank the world’s food as it should be drunk.

To put it simply, should we say that the emotional threshold levels are different?

What’s more, wasn’t she the one who first rejected my offer to eat together?

And since everyone who suggested it turned it down so bluntly that it was embarrassing, it would be very difficult to say anything about it no matter what I did.

That’s probably why he can’t even make a sound and is just mechanically chewing vegetables.

The problem, aside from not having anything to say, is that frustration comes up all of a sudden.

After all, someone is just munching on grass that has no taste at all, but it’s like filming an eating show in front of that person. If you don’t get annoyed by that person, wouldn’t that person be the Buddha or Jesus of this era?

Hayoung’s eating power was so incredible.

Just looking at it not only makes your mouth water, but it also makes your stomach churn.

If there was a way to bring Hayoung back to reality, they would have made her debut as a mukbang YouTuber and raked in the money.

It was such a perfect eating show that it was a shame that it couldn’t be done, and maybe it was because he was intuiting it right across from him, but Dangsoso’s eating speed was noticeably slower than when he first started.

I’m enjoying a perfect breakfast with egg rolls made softer by mixing in milk, fish steaks grilled until golden brown so the skin falls apart, and hot soup served in front of me, but the dressing is not properly sprinkled in front of me. It seemed like I felt a sense of deprivation all over again because the only food that tasted like grass was to the point where I was confused as to whether it was the same.

After leisurely admiring the appearance of Dang So-so, who had such a different look on his face, I stood up from my seat.

When I looked at Hayoung, who was engrossed in her meal, with a happy expression on her face, I wonder if she thought that my sudden, sudden actions had caught her spying on things spread out in front of her.

Tang Xiaoxiao’s shoulders visibly twitched, but he pretended not to notice and took long strides toward the kitchen counter.

Then, he brought the items he had set aside for the party and began laying them out in front of her.

“···What are you doing now? I definitely would have said it was enough.”

“Don’t do that, just eat a little bit. Do you think people who go out and work have the strength to work if their meals are so poor?”

“No needㅡ”

“Then, let’s throw it away.”

I wonder if he didn’t know that I would react in such an extreme way. Tang Xiaoxiao’s eyes widened slightly.

Without missing the opportunity, he pretended to pick up one of the plates that had been laid out in front of her. Of course, it was an action to appeal that there was no intention to stop with words.

The moment Hayoung, who was watching the situation unfolding next to him, even her eyes turned round, was it impossible for her to remain still in this situation?

The party urgently reached out and stopped my actions.

Did he decide that this was enough to protect his pride? So rather than that, it seemed more like an instinctive action without realizing it.

Honestly, otherwise there would be no reason for him to grab my arm first and then open his eyes like that.

After remaining silent for a while, Tang Soso finally opened his mouth with a sigh.

“···It’s not okay to eat it. If you eat it.”

“Well thought out.”

I immediately put the plate back on the table and smiled. Maybe it was because of my appearance that I felt like I had to say something.

“That said, I hope you don’t make any unnecessary misunderstandings. The only reason I said I would eat this was because I didn’t want to see you acting strangely anymore.”

“Because I understand. Eat it before it cools down any further. It doesn’t taste good when it’s cold.”

“···Heung.”

Dangsoso snorted lightly and took the fork that had been only used to scrape grass towards the egg roll.

I glanced at it overwhelmingly more times than anything else, but I guess I was curious about the taste of egg rolls.

Well, I can’t stand egg rolls. This is especially true if it is still warm because it has just been made.

Dang So-so, who stabbed the egg roll with a fork and brought it close to his face, looked slightly hesitant.

Since you have intuitively observed the production process from the beginning, you should know better than anyone else that there are no problems with the food…

Was it because the person who created it was me, whom I disapproved of, that I felt something like an instinctive repulsion?

After hesitating for a moment with the food right in front of him, Dang Soso, with his eyes tightly closed, slightly opened his mouth and carefully took a bite of the end.

It was right after that that my eyes, which had been tightly shut until then, opened.

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‘Why…is it delicious?’

Strictly speaking, it wasn’t that special of a taste.

It felt softer than regular egg rolls, perhaps because I added a little milk when making it, but that was the only part that made it special.

Nevertheless, the reason why it felt so delicious that my eyes widened for a moment was probably because it had been a long time.

As the saying goes, it’s been quite a while since I’ve had a decent meal like this.

So much so that I can’t even remember the last time I had warm food.

Of course, she wasn’t like that from the beginning. Because there was a time when she, too, enjoyed the act of eating.

Yes, I think it was like that when I was very young.

The act of eating was no longer enjoyable when the nanny who had taken care of her since she was a baby collapsed in front of her, vomiting black blood.

This happened when she had just turned ten, and because of this, her family was literally turned upside down.

Of course, the culprit was never caught.

After that, she rarely ate food prepared by others. To be precise… I couldn’t put it into words.

As soon as I tried to put it to my mouth, not only would the image of the nanny I saw that day overlap before my eyes, but her face would be arbitrarily overlaid on top of the nanny’s face as she collapsed and coughed up blood.

And every time that happened, I would feel extremely nauseous.

That’s why I ended up filling my meals with things like salad.

If I had no choice but to eat food prepared by someone else, I would not only personally inspect the ingredients used in cooking, but I would also observe the cooking process from beginning to end to reinforce the fact that it was okay to eat, but this was a special situation. Because I couldn’t repeat something like that in my everyday life.

So, I’ve been mainly eating salads, which are bound to be immediately noticeable if I use something like poison…

In this way, for the first time in a long time, I was able to taste pleasantly warm foods instead of cold salads, and I realized this again.

What have you been deprived of in the meantime?

It was thanks to that realization that I felt as if something was rising from inside my stomach.

After all, I couldn’t believe I felt this way from the food made by that man.

Although I felt displeased with that fact… it was the man who was evil, not the food.

What’s more, it’s okay as long as you don’t get caught.

Instead, the moment you are caught, you will see a man so wretched that his nose touches the sky.

It’s a situation we’re still having a hard time controlling, but is it only getting more frustrating from there?

I couldn’t predict how far it would go, so just imagining it made my fingertips twitch.

“Hmm.”

The reason I cleared my throat was to control my emotions and make the man not realize the fact…

“Well…you should eat it slowly.”

When I saw that, did I think I heard a sarera?

The man immediately stood up, scooped up water, and offered it.

“Have a glass of water.”

The sight felt very unfamiliar.

To the point where I thought, maybe I was just looking at this man too negatively.

The reason I chose to obediently accept the man’s favor instead of rejecting it was because I thought that maybe that was really the case…

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“By the way, did you forget anything?”

“···?”

“Morning Pella. Morning fella.”