Cooking Genius With God

"……thank you so much! Thank you very, very much!"

Perhaps because he was drunk, a red-faced man bowed to Haru and the furry as he left the bar.

I've already heard from other members of the organization who went to the cart bar first, but it didn't reduce the emotion.

It was a time where I could eat the food I missed the most and talk to the person I missed more than anyone else.

"Oh, good job! Get in there, live hard, man!"

Furbo looked at the man and waved wildly.

The man will soon forget everything that happened here as soon as he leaves the cart.

But as deep down as he felt he would remain.

And then it leads to action.

As did all other members of the Baekbeom faction.

Great job, bro.

- What? I'm grateful. I really have nothing to say to President Haru and Chef Choi Han-seok. Whooo...

Furbo looked at Haru and Choi Han-seok alternately.

This is the end of what the grim reaper said atonement.

Around 2:50 a.m., just before the door closes.

Other ghosts were also almost done eating.

Ghosts gathered around him and murmured at the suggestion that Hulbo could soon be holy.

Is Mr. Hairy finally leaving? Wow, I envy you. I'm jealous!

But the hairy guy did suffer a lot. You cry with me every day. I've been watching Baekbeom-pa these days, and they've become completely new people!

Anyway, congratulations. Congratulations!

Well, Haru. So what happens now? How do you do the holy fire?

Gasp. You're right. Just go up to the sky?

Don't tell me you're just gonna go to the sky. Well, the Grim Reaper seems to be taking him back. Maybe not.

Ghosts who celebrate like it's their own business, even though it's someone else's business.

One day, looking at the watch, spoke softly.

"Maybe the Grim Reaper will be here soon. And if you grab any door and open it, it becomes the door to heaven."

I'm sure everyone else knows. You know, the grim reaper always comes and goes, right? It's the same with the holy fire. There's nothing much.

Choi Han-seok shrugged, saying, "Don't worry, it's not a big deal," but he also seemed a little nervous.

Anyway, I've grown attached to him.

"Well, let's wait and see."

Judging from the precedents and the nature of the grim reaper so far, the grim reaper probably came before the door was closed.

So the ghosts looked around and waited for her.

But

"……What is it? It's about time you came?"

Wait. What's this?

Even if it's 3 a.m. when the door closes.

No, even after 4 a.m. when all the other ghosts were gone.

The grim reaper did not show up.

* * *

The Hahn of the Hull was simple.

That he has committed crimes against too many people in his lifetime, and that even his own son, =, can't stop being a gangster.

So one day he called in his crew every day, ate, and talked to them.

About a month.

I've treated all the members to warm and hearty home-cooked meals, so I'm sure they're all relieved now.

In the end, the grim reaper did not show up.

Haru and Choi Han-seok continued to wait for the grim reaper, thinking head-to-head, but only those preparing for the dawn came and went to the alley.

There was a lot of talk.The grim reaper must have made a mistake.

Something urgent came up, so you'll be late to take care of it.

Or there must have been some kind of mistake.

Neither of them could understand.

In their view, the furry man has done his duty properly.

Apologizing to those who have done wrong, and making other members do the same.

It was hard to say that there was still a gang member who went down to his hometown to farm or started a food truck business, as the solid Baekbeom faction was decomposed into the air without a trace.

Even quite a few members of the group have found new connections through apologies.

I could tell just by looking at the room where I entered the tteokbokki restaurant as a part-time job.

The furry really tried. He admitted all his sins, and somehow struggled to pay them back. And so did members of the gang, like his own children.

Everyone was sincere and thought they had the right result.

"But why the hell? I really don't know why."

- I really don't know. This never happened. I'm sure it's normal for the Grim Reaper to appear as soon as the door closes. I've been, and I thought I'd be.

I thought about it all day, but I could hardly guess.

Time flies so fast, it's five o'clock. Around the rising of the morning sun.

Furbo, who must have lost all his strength, tried hard to squeeze out his words.

- It's okay. Yes, in a way, it's obvious. How much did I commit? We barely drank together. It's natural that a few apologies can't erase it.

"Mr. Furrow…….”

- Actually, maybe I was hoping for this. I can't believe a wicked man like me is holy fire. It's ridiculous. But thanks to CEO Haru and Chef Choi Hanseok, our sons have a proper life. I'm overloaded with that alone.

A voice that seems to have given up everything at first glance.

But it was not a day when I didn't know how pleased he was with the expectation that he could be holy.

There's no way he didn't know he didn't really let go of his lingering feelings.

Let's spend a little more time. We didn't mean to leave Noryangjin right away anyway.

"That's right. There's a lot of things to organize. Also, it's hard to move it right away. It will take at least another month to locate the restaurant and decide on a concept. I mean……."

So, let's not let go of hope just yet.

It was a day I wanted to say that, but I couldn't say it easily.

The expression of the furry smiling hard looked so pathetic.

"This is too much. Even if it's the law of the underworld."

The day murmured in a small voice.

It seemed that a new thing had begun on a day that would have obviously been the end.

* * *

- Don't worry too much, brother. There must have been some mistake in the underworld.

- Yeah, yeah! Come here and have a drink. But I heard today is a good day. What did he say?

Seo Ah's sister is taking the exam today. A written test for a police officer.

That's right! Police announcement. He said he'd definitely get in, but we have to lighten up the mood!

That evening. A warm day's street stall after the door opens.The uncle and student ghosts surrounded the furry side and moved wildly to relieve the mood somehow.

- I'm fine. I didn't think much of it anyway.

- Come on, don't say that. I'm sure I'll be back in a few days. Let's think about it together, all right?

- Yes, yes. Thank you for saying that.

Of course they were awkward as well.

In comparison, a friend who even gave me a farewell party because he was transferring to another school tomorrow came to school the next day.

But they were also ghosts and knew the pain of furthest.

That's why he intentionally tried to change the subject to the work of Seo-ah and Su-ah sisters.

"Don't drink too much, have some snacks with you. I made stir-fried spicy pork and rolled omelet."

A day was served to the furry who had been drinking one after another.

Furbos don't come from today.

Since yesterday, all the furbos have been to Haru's cart bar.

Every day around lunch, I was contacted about what to cook and suddenly lost contact, so I felt uneasy.

While thinking about what to cook, Seo-ah and Su-ah made stir-fried spicy pork.

Red seasonings, sweetly chewed onions, and greasy pork.

It's good to eat it wrapped in lettuce and mixed with white rice with sauce. It's the basis of Korean food.

And, the dish I made when I first met Seo-a was stir-fried spicy pork.

"I hope it goes well. "Really don't."

- I know. I don't know why I'm nervous, maybe because I got involved while packing my birthday lunch. I'm sure we're done with the extra points by now.

I sincerely hope Sua gets good grades on the test.

I prayed briefly, thinking so.

The furry and the baekbeom faction. Seoa and Sua.

These are the two ties that I met at Noryangjin.

Originally, one was supposed to end yesterday and one more today, but it didn't work as easily as any other world.

Clattering, clattering.

When I had a lot of thoughts, it was best to concentrate on work.

Time passed quickly as I was busy stir-frying the stir-fried jaeyuk and making egg rolls and serving them to other ghosts.

After 1:30 a.m., other ghosts filled their stomachs to some extent, making the atmosphere drowsy.

Choi Han-seok, who was organizing all the tableware he had eaten, asked the furry, who was sitting at the bar table and drinking.

- Come on, talk about anything. Well, you know, the life story you've been living. That's what all the other ghosts say, isn't it?

- Tell them there's something in my life. That's pretty much all I told you last time, well. I came to Seoul, and when I woke up, I found myself as a gangster boss.

I know that. You didn't tell me why you came to Seoul, did you? Bring up that kind of thing so you can be a sidekick. On an empty stomach, you get heartburn?

Okay, I got it. It's been a long time since I talked to someone about my childhood.

Is it because he kept drinking Kang Soju while eating the side dishes he gave him?

He was a hairy boy who rarely looked drunk, but he looked a little pouty today.

The reason why Choi Han-seok asked such a furry to bring up the past was simple.

If you're having a hard time, you can heal yourself by talking about yourself.Of course, there was some hope that if he did well in the meantime, he might find a reason why he could not make a holy fire so far.

With a gloomy and even easy-going look, he looked into the air and slowly brought up the story.

I don't know how you'd take it if I brought it up. Actually, I had a dream when I was young. It's not like a gangster, it's a dream I really want to dream about.

He said that he was born in Andong, Gyeongsangbuk-do.