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5. Sometimes I hear a knock on the wall next door.

– He is a worried neighbor.

– I think he’s probably knocking on the wall to check if you’re doing okay.

– Don’t panic, just go to the wall where the sound is coming from and knock on it in the same way.

– It’s a sign that you’re doing well.

– However, you must tap at the same beat as your opponent.

– If the sound stops, it is a success.

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Occasionally. About once every two days.

When Galaxy wakes up and leaves the bedroom without any clothes on, she finds a thick piece of ‘raw meat’ sitting on the living room table.

A chunk of meat that has not even had its blood drained and gives off a terrible smell of iron.

Mr. [Beast], who lives next door [room 903], started bringing it in after he froze her to death a couple of times.

I don’t know why.

Is this an apology for turning people into ice shaved ice, or is it an attempt to imitate the fairy tale of the magpie?

However, since Eunha did not know what kind of animal the meat was and was not very familiar with meat,

Every time [the beast] brought ‘raw meat’ in the morning, he just piled it up in the freezer.

Unidentified meats fill the freezer.

After a while, I was thinking about how to deal with them, and I remembered that [Euncheon Restaurant] didn’t have any ‘meat’, so I would hand them out whenever I remembered.

That was definitely it…

“It’s been a while, Miss.”

“Let’s solve it through conversation.”

6pm, on the way home from work.

Eun-ha met the restaurant [chef] who was wandering around the [blood donation bus] and exchanged warm greetings.

I was able to get out of the restaurant.

I just found out.

“Thanks to the meat you shared with me, this chef came here without knowing where to put himself.”

Gulp~ Gulp~.

‘Something’ dressed in a pure white chef’s uniform.

The inside of the uniform, which is torn and stained with blood, has human teeth marks on it.

Unlike waiters who walk around with their heads on trays or chefs who don’t even have heads at all,

The restaurant ‘Chef’ has a dozen or so heads attached like wild strawberries.

He looks like he’s over 2 meters tall, perhaps because his hair flops around whenever he moves.

Eunha looked up at each of the ‘chefs’ faces and waved happily.

『I’m worried that something might have happened since you haven’t been coming to our restaurant lately… I’m worried that this foolish chef might have meddled in something.』

Gulp~ Gulp~.

Among the numerous heads, the face located in the front smiles brightly.

I wonder if I developed an inner intimacy with Eunha, who often brought me ‘raw meat’.

Even his strangely soft tone of speech makes me feel considerate towards her.

Perhaps the most polite of all the weirdos I’ve ever met.

“… … .”

A polite freak.

If I hadn’t been dragged to the kitchen for ordering the wrong thing and had my thighs sliced with a sharp knife into ‘chicken salad’, we could have laughed and talked a little more.

Hot. Just. Hot.

Meanwhile, the other heads of the ‘chef’, excluding the one in front, were rolling their bloodshot eyes here and there and chattering their teeth.

You look hungry.

It’s as if only the face in front is eating, as if only that face is full and polite.

Eunha, who was touching the corners of her twitching lips, slightly averted her gaze.

“… Well, I’m living happily… Did you come here because there wasn’t enough meat?”

『This unprincipled chef, you can’t rely on the goodwill of your guests to make such shameless demands. Just giving them a little something every now and then is enough.』

Is it really a monster?

The polite chef bows.

Crunch.

Then, the heads that were stuck together like wild strawberries started to shake,

One head, unable to overcome the center of gravity that is being pushed forward, falls to the side of the galaxy.

“ouch.”

The head that fell to the floor muttered.

Ah. That’s a monster.

Don’t say anything.

“Excuse me.”

“Do you fall off often?”

“Why, doesn’t ripe fruit fall easily from the branch?”

“Indeed.”

It’s strangely persuasive when a restaurant chef uses an analogy to describe food.

The ‘chef’, kneeling on one knee, picks up the head that fell on the floor and hands it to Eunha.

A woman’s head with her hair cut short.

Is this a gift?

As we quietly accept its head, it bursts out in admiration as it is buried in the Milky Way’s large chest.

“Wow. It’s good to be alive.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

If we keep talking like this, I feel like I’m going to go crazy.

Galaxy, who had placed the head she had received as a gift on the carrier, prepared to leave, and only then did the ‘chef’ realize that the small talk had gone on for too long and began to shake his head and get to the main point.

The heads, clustered together like wild strawberries, roll their eyes and look at the galaxy.

“I’m sorry. I’m so happy to see you.”

“Okay. So what brings you here?”

『It’s fate that we met like this… If you have time, wouldn’t you be interested in working as a waiter at our restaurant?』

and,

After some strange small talk, the ‘chef’ got down to the main topic.

He started to make sudden job offers to her.

… … .

Working hours are from sunset to sunrise.

Uniforms are provided by the restaurant.

Salary is negotiable. Tips are separate.

Just bring your body.

We are not responsible for any injuries sustained by employees while on duty.

“Due to a minor incident, there is now a vacancy for a waiter. Please wait a few days until the next waiter arrives.”

“What happened?”

“The food and waiters have changed.”

Chef of [Euncheon Restaurant],

The soybean chef, with a dozen or so heads attached like wild strawberries, said so.

Suddenly a restaurant waiter… I wonder if that’s okay.

Still, it’s fortunate that it’s not an invitation to become a cooking ingredient.

“The working hours don’t overlap with the cafe’s, so it’s okay, but I’ll think about it for a bit.”

“This foolish chef, I sincerely thank you for your kindness.”

“How many days do I have to work? What about the pay?”

“Of course, if you like being a waiter, you can continue working there.”

Subtly conflicting questions and answers.

I don’t know for sure, but I’m a little curious about what the monster will give me as a salary.

It might be surprisingly good with various allowances added to the life insurance.

‘Restaurant waiter… the work would be similar to that of a cafe.’

Taking orders, taking food, clearing tables…

Eunha imagined herself working at [Euncheon Restaurant].

Picture yourself taking food orders from ‘those guys’ in a waitress outfit…

I can picture myself climbing onto the customers’ tables after getting one order wrong.

If I get eaten by a monster, how will [Self-Recovery] repair my body?

‘It’s okay. Don’t be scared. It’s like raising piglets in a meat restaurant to solicit customers.’

Gulp, gulp~.

A sudden restaurant waiter’s recommendation.

But it’s not that scary.

I’ve already been cut, torn, crushed, sucked, and stabbed by other monsters, so why are you bringing it up now?

I thought positively.

If you just follow the ‘rules’, both your body and mind will be safe.

It’s up to Eunha whether she’ll be the cute piglet of the meat restaurant or the pitiful piglet.

‘Yeah. I have to help because I’m a hunter… because I’m a hunter.’

I thought positively.

Anything will do.

Eunha shook off her negative thoughts about the restaurant and looked up at [the chef].

“Okay. I’m tired today because I’m going to donate blood and rest… When can I start coming out?”

『On cafe holidays, you can come only the night before.』

A strangely specific date.

Galaxy looked up at the heads with a puzzled expression.

[The chef] took a comb out of his chef’s coat pocket and combed each strand of hair.

Knock knock knock.

A polite, forward-facing head. Heads that forget to speak and just chatter their teeth.

The crackling noise that flows like strange music gives me goosebumps.

“The wise young man said that the customer must be in the restaurant that day.”

“A wise young man…? That’s what Grandpa Park said?”

“You foolish chef, I’ve said everything I wanted to say, so I’ll be going now.”

Rumble, rumble.

Soon, [the chef] who had been making Eunha think a lot left with his big head shaking.

I stagger towards the family restaurant near my apartment, my head heavy and my center of gravity still in check.

“… … .”

Eunha watched the back of the [chef] as he left.

She quietly lowered her head and looked down at the head of the woman who had received the gift from ‘that thing’.

When he handed me a head that had fallen on the floor, I wondered if there was something there, but did he really just give me the head and leave?

“hungry.”

“What?”

“hungry.”

I don’t know.

Eunha headed to the [blood donation bus] with the woman’s head tucked under her arm.

Knock knock… The sound of a carrier being pulled.

Soon the bus door opens and a beautiful woman in a doctor’s gown walks out.

Maybe it’s because I just had a conversation with the ‘chef’ who doesn’t seem human, but today I feel happy to see the pretty blood donor sister.

“Would you like to donate blood?”

“2 people.”

『… … ?』

Eunha approaches and smiles without any intention of following the rules of the [blood donation bus].

On his side is the head of a woman he has never seen before.

The doctor, frowning, reached out with one hand and grabbed Eunha’s large chest.

“Huh?”

“head?”

“No, the one on the right.”

“okay?”

Hurry up.

The hand of ‘that thing’ moved to the right.

I picked up the head of the ‘chef’ who was stuck at my side.

But then, the woman who carefully examined the head that the ‘chef’ had dropped…

He clicks his tongue as if there is no blood to be drawn, and puts his head in a medical waste box.

“ouch.”

“Would you like to donate blood?”

It was a difficult task, but it turned out well.

Eunha boarded the [blood donation bus] with a grateful greeting.

… … .

… … .

“Hmm hmm~. Today’s cafe is over~.”

Meanwhile, at that time.

A small cafe called [Rabbit Latte].

Eunbangul, the rabbit owner left alone, looked around the dark cafe and smiled brightly.

I was happy today too.

Today, my heart raced when I saw the Milky Way, and the new part-timer, Kim Sa-rang, was fun.

Dalgrakㅡ.

I picked up the glass cups stacked on the sink.

Glass cups split in two vertically.

The part-timer who just started working broke all the glass cups in half, saying that he could clean the inside cleanly by cutting them in half.

‘Sister, you brought another fun friend! Now the cafe is full of energy.’

Rustle…

Eunbangul, who was thinking about the cafe that was getting warmer day by day, took something out of her apron.

One picture.

A photo of a pile of glass cups in the sink, taken before Kim Sa-rang cut them in half.

“Where… Is this it?”

Eunbangul brought the photo in front of her eyes,

I adjusted it so that the sink in reality and the scenery in the photo overlapped…

Click!

The sound of a flash going off.

That’s it.

As I glance down at the photo, I see a pile of perfectly good glass cups in the sink without a single broken piece.

As if covered up.

The girl who had put the photo back in her apron pocket started washing the dishes with her rabbit ears perked up.

“Eumhmm~.”

happy.

Galaxy, Kang Na-ri, Ban Ha-rin, Kim Sa-rang,

The relationships that the galaxy itself created,

Everything about the cafe makes the girl happy.

‘How happy will I be tomorrow?’

Clink! Clink!

It was so great to see all the hard work that Galaxy had put in.

Today’s silver bell was happy.

Daughter~.

After such a happy dishwashing, I cleaned up the storage room,

After writing ‘Kang Nari’s Takeout!’ with a name pen on a drum can placed in the corner of the warehouse,

Walk to the checkout counter with a jerk,

That day, when we were caressing each other’s things that the galaxy had touched, one by one, as if covering each other’s fingerprints.

The cafe door opened and someone came inside.

“Hoo… Hoo… Monster! Didn’t you see it?”

“Sister Eunha has already finished work.”

“Huh? What did I say I was looking for?”

“I only know Eunha unnie.”

mouse.

A fly from the association that watches over and protects the galaxy together with Banharin.

The ‘mouse’, breathing heavily as if it had been running around a lot, shakes the wind chime hanging on the door with its thin tail, calming my anxious mind.

Tick, tick.

Dark circles under my eyes, probably due to lack of sleep for the past few days.

The anxious gaze, as if being chased by something, gives Eunbangul a sense of discomfort.

“Hoo…”

A ‘mouse’ with round, flat ears flapping like a fan.

She scratches the back of her head as she watches the setting sun.

“Whew…… My head hurts… Thanks for telling me.”

“… … Did you do something to Eunha unnie…”

Tick!

The sound of the second hand striking.

The ‘mouse’ that used the [Speed Control] skill disappeared with a word of thanks.

Is it urgent enough to use skills?

Eun Bang-ul, who had been looking at her with displeasure as she disappeared in the blink of an eye, carefully caresses the photo of Eun Ha that she kept in her apron like a talisman.

‘What’s going on that’s making you run around like that… What happened?’

By the way, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen that ‘mouse’.

Unlike Banharin, he said he’s active at night, so he doesn’t have much to do at the cafe.

Eunbangul pouted her lips as she combed her drooping rabbit ears with her hand.

‘I don’t like it, but I’m still the one who protects Eunha, so… I have to help her if she needs it.’

The galaxy is happy thanks to those flies.

There are no strange bugs, and those who approach Galaxy because of her appearance or try to get her number pass by without a sound.

Even though a galaxy with a body that stands out even to a girl is walking around Euncheon-gu, there isn’t a single rumor about it on the Internet.

‘It seems like even the head of the department is working hard… Thanks to that, I’m happy that I can enjoy my own little sister!’

Literally protective surveillance.

Even these days, Eunha has stopped donating blood.

It’s already been several months since I last used the blood donation center.

I was so worried because he said he had recovery skills and he would drain my blood almost every three days.

‘Unnie Galaxy. I’m so happy.’

There are no stray bugs,

I also stopped donating blood.

It doesn’t seem like Eunha would do anything other than a cafe.

I will continue to live happily with her in the future.

Click!

A rabbit girl with a bright smile like the sun.

She ended her happy ‘today’ by capturing the beautiful sunset on camera.

… … .

… … .

“Does it sting? Stinging?”

… … .

Pushy…

The bus door opens.

“Whew… I should’ve just stuck another needle in and gone see [the black guy]. This guy won’t die.”

“Don’t get sick.”

“Okay, now there’s 1 sticker left.”

Happy day.

Eunha happily looks at the blood donation card with 19 stickers on it after drawing blood on the [blood donation bus].

“Oh right. I’m going to work at a restaurant in a few days. Is there anything you want to eat? I’ll get it packed for you.”

“you.”

One remaining blood donation sticker.

Next thing to do, [Euncheon Restaurant] Waitress.

like that,

Eunha stumbled out of the blood donation bus,

I returned to the ‘Saebyeol Apartment’, hugging the side of the [Red Woman] who appeared like a ghost.

It was a somewhat happy day.