episode_0140

Gochujang butter? Gochujang eyes?

Whatever you call it, it’s good to go while it’s in the fridge.

I too was getting some good sleep on the bed.

“Ugh….”

Cheeek―

A soft groan was followed by a sizzling sound in the warm morning sunlight.

I want to keep lying down… but I guess I should get up? ”

“Huh!”

I made up my mind and stretched vigorously.

The sudden movement caused Sheila and the general to turn around as well.

In particular, Sheila, who looked like a cat, was tapping my face with her wagging tail.

“Don’t say that, Sila.”

I wanted to get out of bed right away.

But there was a problem with that, even though it was just Silla, the general was hugging me tightly.

The sad fate of having to surpass everyone in order to feed everyone delicious food!

“….”

Just in case, I checked on Ray, who was sleeping next to me.

We shared a bed last night, but our bodies never touched.

That’s understandable, since he was sleeping with his back against the wall.

‘Wouldn’t it be cold if you do that?’

Even if there is a stationmaster, it is inevitable that a little bit of cold air will be felt from the window side.

“Hmm.”

Ray wasn’t the problem right now.

To escape from Sheila and the General, I turned into a baby bat.

The general who was hugging me suddenly looked like he was holding a bat.

“Eww, cute guy.”

After flicking the general’s blue hair with his small wings, he deliberately pulled Sheila’s tail a few times.

My little revenge?

Only after all this was done did I get out of bed and undo my transformation.

“I think this much should be enough.”

“What is it?”

uh?

Midas, lying on the floor, asked with his eyes focused only on me.

“What, Midas wasn’t sleeping?”

“I can’t sleep….”

Of course, that’s true. After all, a golem doesn’t need to sleep in the first place.

A talking golden retriever who never gets tired or sleeps. That was Midas.

“Midas, shall we go to the kitchen together?”

“…Why?”

“I made something delicious.”

“Like!”

Midas gets up as if nothing had happened.

The boy’s eyes light up, he sticks his tongue out, makes a clicking sound, and his tail wags along with it.

***

If someone saw me, they would think I had just woken up from a long sleep and started to move.

“Okay, let’s go.”

“Wow!”

At times like this, you respond like a puppy.

I left my room and went to the living room, and then from the living room to the kitchen.

As he opened the solid refrigerator door with its impressive straight lines, a cold air came out and blasted at Midas.

“Oh, it’s cooled down a bit.”

“What is that?”

“Hmm… slightly spicy butter?”

No, more accurately, I should call them spicy oily bat eyes.

“It’s delicious spread on bread or melted on top of meat.”

“Chururup.”

No, I was just explaining it, and Midas was already starting to taste it.

“I want to try it!”

“What?!”

No, this guy!

Midas immediately bit into the gochujang butter I was holding.

It finally hardened into a suitable shape!

“Hey! Don’t do that!”

“….”

Midas chewed on what was already in his mouth, regardless.

“…It’s spicy and salty.”

A reaction as if it were nothing special.

I took out the butter Midas had taken a bite of and slapped his butt with my other hand.

“Of course! What if I just eat that when it’s served together!”

“Heeelp.”

Don’t pretend to be pitiful!

“Just wait a minute. When everyone wakes up, I’ll spread it on the bread and sprinkle it on the steak.”

“Me too?”

“Why? You’re not going to eat it?”

As someone who always took care of Midas when he had something to eat, this reaction from him was unexpected.

“I want to eat!”

…Then that’s right.

“Midas, are you still hungry?”

“….”

Midas avoided my gaze, as if the puppies had done something wrong.

If you look at it like this, it really is a puppy.

Could it be because of my experience as a child in the original Dream City?

I still felt unfamiliar with the sight of Midas in his golden form.

“Okay, then let’s go back to the room.”

Midas decided to leave the butter he had bitten for himself. He couldn’t bring himself to give it to anyone else.

When I returned to the room, Sheila was licking my body here and there in cat form.

“Hey, are you awake?”

“Chris, where did you go with Midas?”

“No, I just went to check out the fridge.”

Sheila doesn’t know that I made the gochujang butter. Of course, since I made it while she was sleeping.

“Okay, let’s eat Midas food.”

After placing the food bowl in front of Midas, I brought the bag of food he had been eating and filled the bowl.

“Want to eat some celadon?”

“…It’s okay!”

I feel a little bad about saying this, but since Sheila is a cat in nature, I think food would suit her better.

Of course, judging from the reaction, it seems that Sheila is now averse to food.

It’s only natural that this would happen if we eat human food together.

“Then just wait a moment. Once Ray and the general wake up, I’ll make you something delicious.”

“What’s delicious?”

“You’ll know everything when the time comes!”

“…?”

A response that says they don’t know English.

I gave Midas some food, and Silla woke up… so I guess I’ll go back to bed.

“Sheila, step aside for a moment.”

“Are you going to sleep again?”

“Hmm… I guess it can’t be done?”

Sleep while waiting for Ray and General to wake up. In a way, it’s contradictory, but it’s not a bad idea.

***

I lay down on the bed carefully so as not to wake the general.

Then Sheila came closer to my head.

“Sheila, come here.”

I decided to just hold Sheila in my arms. It was like Sheila inside me under the blanket.

“Sheila, aren’t you hungry yet?”

“I just woke up so I don’t know.”

It’s the same as saying you’re not hungry yet.

I tend to eat first even when I feel sleepy, but not everyone is like me.

“Then should I wake up Rayla first?”

In the room, two pairs of eyes turned to one person.

A bat and a cat.

The two animals pounced on the sleeping boy almost simultaneously.

“Eww!”

“Stay still! Ray!”

Ray was so surprised by Sheila and I’s surprise attack that he screamed.

I happened to be glued to Ray’s face and tried to calm him down.

“Ray, it’s me! It’s me!”

“…Chris?”

It seemed that thanks to Ray’s brief scream, not only the general but also Sylvia woke up.

“What’s going on?”

After the sound of someone approaching from outside the room, Sylvia appeared in her pajamas.

“Oh, it’s nothing.”

“You didn’t do anything weird to Youngmin, did you?”

“Huh?”

Don’t you think it would usually be Ray who does that to you, not me?

I began to wonder what kind of image I had in Sylvia’s mind.

“Since everyone is already up, why don’t you eat breakfast first?”

“I’m not hungry yet.”

“Sheila, be quiet!”

It was a crucial moment, but Sheila showed her confidence by standing next to him.

There’s no need for that kind of conviction.

“Just wait a moment. Breakfast will be ready in no time.”

“Oh, wait a minute.”

I climbed up onto Ray’s head in bat form.

It was like a mouse controlling a chef.

“I’ll do it this morning. I just happened to have something prepared.”

“…Christmas?”

“Oh, what kind of reaction is that? I know how to cook too.”

Sylvia pondered something as if it were true. No, is this something that needs to be pondered to that extent?

“Ray, wait here for a moment.”

“Uh, yeah.”

“It would be perfect if you organize your hair a bit.”

“….”

Ray started to touch his head here and there as if he was embarrassed.

It’s good to look neat and tidy as usual, but sometimes it’s not bad to look like that.

‘No. Now is not the time for me to think like that.’

“Sylvia!”

“….”

This time it was stuck right on Sylvia’s face.

“Come on, let’s go to the kitchen!”

“Do I have to go like this?”

“Come on, come on.”

Before Sylvia could say anything, I climbed up her face.

It felt like a mouse controlling the chef, just like before.

***

When I arrived at the kitchen, I checked with Sylvia what I had prepared.

“Ta-da!”

“….”

“I understand you want a steak, but what is this?”

“Gochujang eyes.”

“…?”

“I think it’s some kind of red eyeball.”

Bat’s eyes, an oil used as a substitute for butter.

Of course, these eyeballs are seasoned with some kind of spice and used to give them a spicy buttery taste, and are called red eyeballs.

Couldn’t it be said that gochujang eyes also fall within that scope in some sense?

“You can spread it on bread and eat it, or you can melt it on top of a steak.”

“…Isn’t steak a bit much in the morning?”

Sylvia would not pass up a steak without the gochujang butter or gochujang eyes.

“Hey, don’t do that. I’ll make it delicious.”

“Since Chris said so, I’ll believe him just this once.”

Just this once?

I was confused as to whether I should be happy that he believed in me or whether I should be sad because he only believed in me once.

“For now, Sylvia is resting in the living room.”

“Is it okay if I don’t help you?”

“Yeah, there’s someone else who can help you.”

2nd Platoon! Assemble!

I immediately forcibly conscripted Sheila and the general into my room.

“…How can we help you?”

“Just help me out a little. I’ll cook the steak.”

Prepare bread, sausages, and cheese to eat with the gochujang eyeballs! And set up the dishes and bowls.

Just doing two things would have been enough.

“General, can you do this for a minute?”

“Yes!”

It was fortunate that there was Sheila, who was much older than the general. It was also nice to see them dividing up the work on their own.

“Okay, let’s get started.”

Steak delivered to my house by drone!

It was important that it was pure meat, not synthetic or cultured meat. That alone would increase the price significantly.

It would be nice to have something a little more professional.

First, I started grilling the steak using the cooking utensils I had at home.

‘I think medium roasting would be good?’

Medium rare and medium well had distinct pros and cons, let alone rare and well done.

I feel sorry for everyone waiting in the living room for their steaks, but we decided to cook them medium.

Soon my kitchen will be filled with my strong determination!

Some time had passed… when the smell of grilling meat had permeated the kitchen and into the living room.

“Wanseooong!”

Sheila, the general, and I appeared in the living room, each carrying a plate of food.

Sylvia and Ray, who had been waiting for us in the living room, got up from their seats and greeted us.

“You can just stay still!”

“I think it would be okay to let them do this much.”

“Is that so?”

“Anyway, at least in terms of appearance, it passes.”

Our critic Sylvia Radomir was incredibly enthusiastic about the results of my efforts.

On the other hand, Ray looked a little nervous.

‘You don’t think my cooking is weird, do you…?’

The sight of the orange gochujang eyes melting deliciously on top of the steak was amazing.

I can’t help but think that this is strange! Of course, that’s right!

“Okay, Silla and Janggun prepared the rest well.”

As soon as she placed the steak on the table, Sheila’s spirits grew stronger as she added a few words.

“Well, I made the red eyeballs not spicy, but would you like to try it first?”

In saying that, I explained in detail how to eat gochujang eyes.

He also didn’t forget to mention that it went well with the bread, sausage, and cheese prepared by Sheila and the General.

“Okay, everyone, eat.”

“Chris?”

“I’ll give Midas some of his share.”

It might have been a luxury for Midas, but he also grilled a steak for Midas.

Because he is the one who has recently made us a lot of money and will continue to be our source of income in the future.

***

“Midas!”

“Wow!”

There was no need for long words to each other.

Midas’ eyes were already turning at the sight of the steak I was holding.

‘Oh, this is a bit scary.’

The food bowl was no longer of interest to Midas.

I carefully handed the steak to Midas.

He didn’t forget to smear the gochujang eyeball that Midas had just bitten into.

“Just eat this for now. There’s more meat, so I’ll grill it for you later.”

“Really?!”

“Then really.”

As Midas began to tear at the meat without any mercy.

I left the room without looking back.

Because originally, a woman who gives a gift doesn’t look back.

“What, I told you all to eat.”

When I came back to the living room… what the heck. No one had even started eating yet.

“How do we eat first?”

Sigh….

I couldn’t help but feel moved by the loyalty of Sylvia and the others.

“Okay, then let’s eat!”

It was so scary to sit on that chair.

The alarm on my terminal rang.

“Oh, who the hell are you!”