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He turned the meat over carefully, as if he was torturing someone.

It is finally completed.

A perfectly cooked steak that’s golden brown.

Asparagus drizzled with olive oil.

And even the most expensive demi-glace sauce I bought commercially.

The first thing I ever made…

Rating: ★★☆ (Average)

Effect: When consumed, gradually restores 30% of stamina over 1 minute.

Information: The steak that the enemy made after going through many twists and turns. The degree of cooking is different, and the cooking method is terrible, but it is filled with sincerity that was only for Siho. Isn’t this the taste of a steak that dad usually makes?

“…”

He didn’t say anything.

He just silently handed the plate of steak to Siho.

“Team Leader Han, I-?”

The vice president asked me while resting his chin on his hand.

With a mischievous smile.

At work, he is a more powerful and reliable ranker than anyone else…

Today, I felt like a mischievous cousin who was interfering with Siho and me.

“This is Ilsim Penthouse, is there an empty chef schedule right now…?”

I absentmindedly turned on my phone and called the restaurant I was managing.

Then the vice president shook his head and spoke in a somewhat twisted tone.

“Ahhh- Not the buffet! I also want to eat the steak our team leader makes.”

“I’m sorry, Vice President. I didn’t prepare enough meat…”

“Vice President, share it with me. I haven’t been eating well these days anyway…”

“Oh no. Our daughter-in-law needs to eat a lot when she’s sick.”

Only then did the vice president wave his hand and say it was a joke.

And he urged her to eat it quickly.

“I should go to Heuksarang Kimbap Heaven-.”

The vice president also had a quick wit, as expected of a 30-year-old woman.

Although he looked young, he winked at me with his experienced eyes and went outside, pretending to answer the phone.

Thank you, Vice President…

Thanks to her leaving, I was able to focus on Siho again.

I’m secretly curious too.

I wonder how Siho will react to my first dish…

Anyway, I’m more used to handling human flesh than cooking this kind of food, so it must have been awkward for me.

still…

I want to hear it from her directly.

Siho gently stroked her hair.

Thanks to this, her thin neck is revealed.

I wanted to bite that thick neck and snap it open.

But soon, as soon as the brand of Park Shin-ae wrapped around the nape of his neck was revealed, his heart suddenly disappeared.

“…”

The lion bit into the meat with its long fangs.

And at that moment…

Siho’s blurry eyes begin to shine.

After regaining her light, she swallowed the meat and looked up at me.

“Does it taste okay…?”

My heart was pounding the whole time I was asking.

Did Siho always feel like this when she made me a cocktail?

I regret so much that on the first day we met, I dropped my glass on the floor and said it wasn’t very good.

Soon her moist lips open.

Siho spoke to me softly in a small voice.

“So delicious…”

She covered her lips with the back of her hand.

I nodded my head repeatedly, wondering if it was still delicious even after eating it again.

“Really…?”

“Yeah. This is the best meat I’ve ever had.”

I can’t help but laugh at the formal compliment.

I held back my laughter and shook my head firmly.

“Of course. Because it’s expensive.”

“No…”

Siho hesitated as if trying to find an appropriate reaction.

She was at a loss for words as to how to express herself, but instead of answering, her eyes turned red.

Finally she spoke in a sobbing voice.

“Do I deserve to be this happy…”

I frown at her sudden depressed appearance.

He put down the tongs he was holding and knelt in front of Siho.

“Why, is that…? Is it because of yesterday again?”

Did I fail again in the end?

I still have a long way to go, I can’t even comfort my woman.

While I was feeling frustrated inside, I suddenly caught sight of her trembling lips.

And at that moment, a memory came to mind.

The day I got scolded by my father, he cooked me a hamburger steak and said to me,

‘Su-rin, food has a mystical power.’

‘It melts even the hardened hearts of people.’

‘It is said that even difficult problems that seemed impossible to solve are easily solved.’

Just as his father had said, a change came to Siho as well.

Because I finally started to shed tears about what happened that day that I thought I would keep a secret from myself for the rest of my life.

“Red death…”

The kitchen, which should have been filled with happiness, became a sea of Siho’s tears.

I wiped her tears away with a tissue.

“Okay, if you want to cry, cry. Pour it all out and speak slowly.”

It took three sheets of toilet paper for her to finally calm down.

Even though I stopped crying, I was still sobbing.

However, her eyes regained their vitality, unlike the empty ones they had looked in the past.

After a while, Siho looked up at me intently.

And then he speaks softly.

“Do you remember the day we all slept together at my house?”

“Oh, you mean what happened on the veranda?”

“Yeah…”

She had a relieved expression on her face, as if trying to release the lump in her heart.

And then he held my palm with trembling hands.

“The secret from back then. Can I tell you now…?”

“I’m ready. Anything.”

I clasped my hands together.

And then he slowly kissed her cheek and reassured her.

Trembling eyes.

Siho cleared his throat and placed his free hand on his chest.

“Actually… the person inside here is not a girl named Han Si-ho.”

“Not Han Si-ho… What on earth do you mean?”

My red eyes flash.

Then Siho lowered his head as if he was scared.

And he muttered in a small voice.

“I’m actually another person who has been possessed by this girl…”

“Bingyi?”

“Yeah… And Jisoo was my colleague before we met.”

At first, I couldn’t understand what he was saying.

Ice magic… I’ve never heard of such an ability in my life.

“Then, is it possible that the person who reminded me of my father is a different person from you now?”

“No, that’s not it…! The Shiho I knew back then is the same as me now!”

“How can you believe that?”

“Really, I’ve been possessed by this kid since long before I first met you.”

Is it because of the sudden information?

The title felt unfamiliar.

But, I clearly promised with my own mouth.

I decided to believe whatever Siho said.

So, you have to believe it first.

If I were to repay all the love I’ve received from this child,

He clenched his fists even tighter.

Then, a soft light gradually begins to emerge from Siho’s hand.

I stared blankly at Siho, as if I was entranced by the light.

Her black eyes, filled with tears, ripple like the night sea.

I fell into that sleep.

And gradually, I began to get a glimpse into her emotions and memories.

「—.」

At first, I went to Ilshim just because I wanted to make money with cocktails.

And there he first met the enemy, who had scary eyes that did not match his beautiful face.

Her red eyes were very scary at first sight.

Plus the gruesome ability to collect corpses…

I deeply regretted going to see her.

I just wanted to run away.

But… when I peeked into her memories with Angelic Hand…

The moment I saw the love, regret, and longing for my father, I realized that even the enemy was human.

And… I wanted to be there to comfort you.

At the time, I thought it was more important to heal her emotional wounds than to feel guilty about deceiving her.

Luckily, her wounds began to heal little by little through my cocktail.

I just thought everything was going well…

Since when?

I’ve gotten used to wearing stockings and taking out alcohol despite being short…

Every time I saw the enemy and Anna, I felt like I was deceiving them, and I never got used to it.

no.

In fact, it may be true that he is lying.

Because I didn’t tell them that I had glimpsed their memories.

I just understood their sadness and suffering and gave them a cocktail that suited their needs.

At first, I was happy to see Anna and the enemy happy.

But will they still like me when they know I spied on their memories?

Besides, I’m not just a girl…

Would you understand if you found out that in your previous life, you were a retired, trashed male healer?

Every time those doubts came crashing down on me like waves, I was tormented by guilt.

The feeling of being precariously on a tightrope for your entire life.

And then finally, something happened that made that feeling peak.

Sister Jisoo…

My first love who gave me advice to help me survive.

She was alive.

That too, locked in a glass case as experimental material.

I wanted to save her.

I wanted to save them and get revenge on those who made us like this.

But it seemed impossible with just my meager strength.

so…

At first, I thought about asking Anna and the enemy for help.

Because they are strong and they like me.

But… but…

That means I’m using two people.

Even though I am a possessed person…

I love everyone I’ve met in this life.

I want to be happy with them forever.

To do that, I have to solve it myself.

I will save my sister with my own strength and be happy with everyone.

With that decision made, I headed alone to the deep underground laboratory.

and…

「—.」

Eventually, he was caught.

I rescued my sister, but I couldn’t get out.

The poison I made is injected into my body.

My whole body shiver as the cold liquid flows through my veins.

Is this how I’m going to lose all my memories?

I was scared.

And at that moment, two people I never want to forget came to mind.

That wasn’t the sister Jisoo that I rescued.

Anna and Jeoksa, who have always been by my side.

The faces of the two people lingered in my mind.

Help me…

I don’t want to forget…!

“Han Si-ho’s memory ends.”

I came to my senses.

Yeah, I remember that feeling.

The day Siho first gave me Red Eye.

I fell into a nap without realizing it.

But that was a mistake.

It was Angelic Hand’s ability.

I closed my eyes tightly and then slowly opened them.

At that moment, what I saw was a girl covering her cheek with my palm.

It’s the same innocent face as when I first saw it.

Even though I’ve glimpsed his memories that passed like a film, Han Si-ho is still my beloved.

“Red death…”

“…”

“Can you forgive me?”

Siho mutters in a sorrowful voice.

The voice that was barely able to be squeezed out after shaking off the lump in his throat.

When I heard that voice… my eyes turned red without me knowing.

I haven’t cried once since my father died…

Could it be because I got a glimpse of the pain Siho had been going through?

My heart was so cold I couldn’t stand it.

like…

Just as Siho saw my memories and sympathized with me, I was acting just like her.

“That’s how it felt.”

One doubt that had been engraved in my body was finally resolved.

The reason why I liked Siho until now.

I found the answer to that.

I didn’t like this kid just because he was pretty.

A fatherly heart that listens to the other person’s story and empathizes with them.

I loved that heart.

It didn’t really matter who she was in her past life.

My mind becomes calm.

I wanted to say this answer out loud.

but…

Sometimes we substitute a glass of alcohol for things that are difficult to explain in words.

I learned that fact from one person.

From the little bartender at Moment…

“Sihoya.”

He whispered to her in a gentle voice.

Before I knew it, the glory of the poem had been transferred to my hands.

“I’ll make you a cocktail.”

‘Like you did for me.’

I took out the cocktail I had bought.

And for the first time in my life, I poured a drink for someone.

Even though I knew nothing about bartending, it didn’t matter.

I just stepped forward for the girl who had made me happy so far.

In a clean glass…

Pour half a glass of fresh orange juice. (1/2 a glass.)

And open a sleek bottle of champagne.

Pour the champagne over the juice carefully, making sure not to let the foam overflow (1/2.)

If you cut the orange peel you have at home and use it as a garnish…

Rating: ★★★★★ (Epic)

Effect: Permanently increases Calm by 20.

Information: A cocktail that the enemy made after thoroughly researching the Internet. The enemy made it for Siho, who would be very upset after telling her secret. And it is an honest answer to her confession.

Mimosa is a cocktail whose name is originally derived from a flower.

And the flower language is… friendship and delicate heart.