Cooking Genius With God

I felt it when I first saw them.

It became clear when I talked to the children while eating.

'These guys don't have much of a grudge.’

It was also a characteristic of ordinary child ghosts.

When I think about it, it was a simple logic.

This means that children who are only elementary and middle school students should bear resentment.

I want to go to an amusement park. I miss my mom. Or, simply want a little warmth.

Most of the time it was like this.

One day, I have been telling the location of the amusement park, being a mother or father for one night, making warm dishes and making the children holy fire.

You're just like old people.’

And it was the same with old ghosts.

I've lived long enough.

With these words, there were so many people who were satisfied with serving a meal and being a companion.

Children and the elderly were really similar in that respect.

The street children I met in the United States were the same.

They were more of a huddle. Rather than a grudge.

So one day I was sure this time too.

The Holy Father won't be difficult.’

Before I return home, I can make all these children comfortable.

And that conviction turned into reality in a matter of hours.

Dduk, Dduk, Dduk.

The sound of neat shoes filled the hallway.

The door of the hotel, which was obviously tightly locked, burst open.

I was curious. You're fast.

"Let's say hi.”

That's right, Haru.

Choi Han-seok and the day just woke up.

There was not a hint of embarrassment.

Because it's already become a daily routine for both of them.

A man showed up.

Just like the kids told me.

"One day. Is it one day in Korea?"

The man's voice was low and dark, but not cold.

Hair cut short, beard untidy somewhere.

Wearing an unspoiled black robe, he held a black cane in his right hand that looked like a sickle.

But there was one that was the same as the grim reaper in Korea.

"Tired to death is a common thing all over the world."

Dark circles around the eyes, tired eyes and facial expressions.

It was not similar to the grim reaper, so I thought it was the same.

One day answered vigorously.

The children tilted their heads wondering what was going on.

"Yes, I'm Haru."

You know our day, don't you?

"If you don't know Haru, it's Lucifer. He's famous for breaking the common sense of the underworld in the East. I knew we'd see each other in person like this...…."

But this guy.

No, something was a little off about the move.

He seemed to be shy while reading the room for a day, but he might soon take out a book from inside the robe.

"I... could you please sign here if you don't mind?"

"Yes?"

One day he doubted his ears.

Autograph? Really?

- Hahahaha! Hahahaha!

Choi Han-seok, who figured out the situation, began to laugh as his stomach was torn apart.

I laughed so hard that tears came out of my eyes.

"Hahaha."

Haru, who looked at the envoy's book, was also dumbfounded and burst into laughter.

[An academic paradigm about the changing East, especially Korea's Grim Reaper] The resulting presentation of a new afterlife direction. -----Author, Yeom-ra.]

"Is this a paper or something?”

"It's not like that, it's really a thesis. These days, it's the 21st century. It wasn't like that before, but these days, we have to keep in touch and work together in the underworld.""Wow, I'm going crazy.

Well, yeah. Honestly.

I thought it was more modern than I thought when I used my cell phone while carrying the documents that the grim reaper picked out on A4 paper with a print.

However, I never imagined that the afterlife around the world would be exchanging papers while cooperating with each other in this way.

"This is the most popular paper at the conference these days. The one with Haru."

"Wow……"

"We're looking at hell and heaven in the United States. Same here. Anyway, if you don't mind, can I have your autograph...…. I'm actually a fan of Haru. I enjoyed your activities."

It's even the hottest day these days.

Oh, my God, I'm done. I've become an idol in the afterlife.

"Yes, well, I'll do it for you."

"Whoa, thank you!"

When I nodded reluctantly, the envoy's expression brightened up.

How should I say it? You looked like an office worker who bought a new game after being stuck in work.

As expected, the underworld is a place where people live.

Somehow it seemed more human than alive.

"Wow……Wow…"….”

"Do you like it?"

"Oh, of course it's good. I'm going to brag about it to the kids. Whoo-hoo, well, now I'll do my job.”

The smiling envoy soon caught up with his expression.

He approached where the children were, bent down and asked, single-handedly.

"Did you enjoy your meal?”

-----Yes!!

"Well, now. Raise your hand if you want to end the adventure. You know what I mean?”

모험을 끝낸다, 라고 말했다.

특이한 어휘였지만 아이들은 모두 알아들었다.

휙! 휙!

6명의 아이들의 손을 들었다.

It was more than half the number of guys gathered.

"Hold hands with the people in front of you. You hold my uncle's hand."

-Yeah.

A girl who had previously caught the eye of the day took the envoy's hand.

As the children lined up in a row, the envoy stood at the door of the hotel room with a sickle.

He took a sickle that looked like a cane and drew it hard at the door.

Just as the grim reaper opened the door, a space with bright light appeared.

Before taking the children out, the envoy bowed his head to greet them.

"It was an honor to meet you. If there's another day we can meet, see you then."

"Me, too. You're working hard."

"Thank you for your autograph book!"

Boom--!

The children and the envoy walked out the door, and soon the door was closed.

Some of the remaining children in the room went back to being ghosts because their ears were closed.

The watch of the day went round and round.

Choi Han-seok said unnecessary things.

Did you earn money from foreign currency?

"No way, really. Lol."

I let go of six children at a time.

It was a much bigger harvest than I thought.

The rest of the kids will probably, soon.

Hey, Uncle Haru.

"Huh? Ike. What's going on?"

After letting the children go and resting for a while, Ike came up with a cringe.

He suddenly bent over backwards.

-Go, thank you. Making delicious food for you......with the help of the children.

He was a nice and cute guy.

Haru and Choi Han-seok's mouth were filled with uncle smiles.

"Well, thanks to your kindness.”

And you said that earlier. I'm originally Korean, but I came to America to participate in a cooking contest. He's a great cook. Very famous!

"No, I don't think it's that famous yet."

No, it's not. You said it was a contest featuring Francis Bacon. Then it would be a huge competition. Bacon doesn't even show up in small places.But Ike's words were a little strange.

This kid knew something.

"Wait, Ike, do you know bacon?"

I've seen you on TV a lot. When I was alive, I used to watch a lot of cooking shows at home. I've seen him all day! It makes me less hungry, so...….

"Oh...."

That's why.

Ike was grave, but the atmosphere became a little solemn.

Anyway, I want to help Uncle Haru. I was treated like this and the kids helped me. I can't go empty-handed!

"So, how do you intend to help?"

I'm a ghost, and. We've also seen a lot of cooking contests. Even if I go into the judges' houses and find out something...….

Oh, my God, man!

Finger flick!

Choi Han-seok gave Ike a clout on his head.

Ouch!

He looked at Choi Han-seok with tears in his eyes.

Are you trying to cheat? You can't do that. Not a chance. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"I appreciate the thought, Ike. I'd rather abstain if I won that way. And don't worry. Because I can do it well. No thank you. Huh?"

It was just a childlike idea.

Thank you, but I'm sorry it didn't work.

- Still... - I'd like to help you somehow.….

Ike didn't budge even though he had a good night's sleep.

Even though I was a child, I thought too much.

The day I was thinking about for a while came up with a good idea.

"Well, shall we do this?”

How?

"I'll make you and your friends something delicious every night. Then I'll ask Ike for a favor. When I need your strength."

Good, good! If there's anything I can do, I'll do it.

"But there are two conditions.”

Conditions?

"First, never do anything wrong or wrong, no matter what happens. You can keep it, right?”

Of course. I'll definitely do that!

Ike who answers bravely.

Haru patted his head and said.

"Then the second...….”

* * *

Dawn has gone and the day has dawned.

It's a time when the sun is shining.

After a long time, the day I woke up from oversleeping went down to the hotel in time for the gathering.

Lunch and orientation were continuing at a nice brunch restaurant near the hotel.

And I saw some new faces.

A taxi arrived from the airport, and Bacon, who rushed out, brought in an Asian with brown skin and greeted him.

"Good evening! Hello!"

"Oh, it's been a while. Let me introduce this place first. This is Chef Haru of Korea! And this is the representative of LA...….”

Three more people came during lunch today alone.

As the days went by, the number of chefs increased, and at the same time, I felt that the competition was really getting closer.

It really isn't that far off.

I finished eating and moved to the meeting room inside the hotel.

His teams, led by bacon, started PPT.

"Well, today, as I said, we're going to talk a little bit about something important. The road map for how the competition goes is perfectly organized.”

"Are you saying the first topic came up?”

"That's it!"

When Jamie raised his hand and asked a question, Bacon nodded, saying it was a good question.

At the same time, there was tension among the chefs.

The theme came up, in other words, because it meant that the war had run out of effect.

"We're going to have four duels in total. Finals, semi-finals, quarterfinals, round of 16."

"You're going to a death match.""Once each match, only half of the chefs fall.”

There are 13 chefs here.

If there were three people who hadn't come yet, the number was just right.

"Let's get right to the point. Let me tell you the theme of the first round of 16."