Cooking Genius With God

"Well, I'm off. I have a lot to do today."

You were eating really well earlier, so you'll sleep full tonight.

"Well done. Get in there, Grim Reaper!"

Right after the Bobsang Heaven's open party.

Choi Han-seok and Haru briefly greeted the grim reaper who said they would return after delivering the gift of the underworld.

The grim reaper soon disappeared in the blink of an eye, as always.

Using some of the abilities she could use as a servant of the Underworld, the owner of hell.

But today's grim reaper seemed a little nervous, unlike usual.

Soon, Yeomra arrived in front of Bapsang Heaven in front of a building that looked like a palace during the Joseon Dynasty.

The roof was made of tiles, and everything from wallpaper to white porcelain placed throughout the building was very far from modern times.

But it was not the building itself.

The building itself was completely new, with only a slight feel of the Joseon Dynasty.

In front of the largest and widest room in such a building.

Standing in front of the door named "the reception room," the grim reaper briefly cleared his throat and knocked carefully.

"Master of the Underworld. Your servant asks to see you."

A voice with angles and theft, completely different from Haru and Choi Han-seok's

Soon there was another voice from beyond the door.

"You don't have to be so formal. Come on in.”

Slurp-!

No one touched it, but a big door slid open.

The scenery in it was literally like the place where the king lived.

There was a big chair that looked like a roof seat, where someone sat with their chin resting on it.

White and white. You look like a grandmother or a grandfather.

His face was full of fine wrinkles, but he didn't look very old, and his eyes were full of life.

But he was a man of extraordinary energy who seemed to weigh down just by looking.

The grim reaper, who swallowed his dry saliva, slowly walked into it and stood in front of someone and bowed down.

"New Grim Reaper. I'm here to give you a regular report on the noble Haru and the ghost Choi Han-seok."

"Yes, it was about time. These days, I live in the joy of listening to them. Haru, that guy. At first, I thought something big had happened, but now that we're getting help.”

Someone sitting in the chair grinned at the grim reaper's words that he had come to talk about Haru and Choi Han-seok.

The plaque in front of him glistened with the light that just came in.

[King of the Underworld - The Underworld]

The grim reaper who came to meet today was none other than the King of the Underworld.

She asked in a lively voice.

"So, did you like my present? I gave it to you after much consideration.”

"You mean the signboard of the house-wrecking light? Yes. Haru and Hanseok really liked it. It's a special gift from the underworld, and you don't have to worry about making ghosts come to the restaurant anymore."

"I'm glad to hear that. The underworld, you know, is it rather rare? Though I think he'll appreciate my gift for a day. But they liked it."

"Yes..."

She was the grim reaper who answered as casually as possible, but in fact, she still can't believe the current situation.

He also cares if the King Yeomra, the owner of the underworld, liked them, as well as giving gifts to only humans and ghosts, Haru and Choi Han-seok.If it's housekeeping, it's one of the treasures of the underworld. I can't believe I handed it over to Haru. How does the Lord of the Underworld see the day?’

Like the king of hell, Yeomra, who the grim reaper knew, was never like this.

The underworld, which used to judge the dead severely and brutally, is now infatuated with a chef of the world.

It occurred to me that maybe other ghosts or residents of the underworld would lose their minds when they found out about this.

"Anyway, Haru's new store seems to have opened well. As a result of going there today, the interior is nice. I thought it would be a good business."

"I guess it's because you've been there yourself.”

"And the Lord of the Underworld personally gave me a present. I don't think there's any business to worry about."

"The name of the restaurant is Table Heaven. It's a name that will kill ghosts. He has a good sense. One day."

In fact, that was the case with the grim reaper.

Haru and Choi Han-seok's cooking skills and chemistry are so good, and the restaurant itself is fine.

It seemed strange not to be crowded with customers at this rate.

But, actually, that was a bit of a problem.

The eyes of King Yeomra, who nodded as if he was satisfied while listening to the report of the grim reaper, soon changed.

The grim reaper continued.

"By the way, there's one thing that's bothering me."

"Tell me, well, I kind of expect it."

"From the moment he first treated ghosts to now, he's been living and prolonging his life with the money he gets from them."

"Yes, because when it was time for the ghosts to come, they would have given them quite a lot of time to leave."

"That's right, and the fact that Noryangjin used to have a large number of ghosts at once." As business continues to go well regardless of people or ghosts...…. The number of cooks a day continues to increase."

"That's true. Now there's an overwhelming amount of time that goes by."

Literally, every single day after he died and came back to life, he did business against ghosts at midnight.

Cook ramen for Hana for a day. One day serving a bowl of warm soup to a lost grandmother ghost.

Another day, bringing cold soju to lonely ghosts.

By the way, as the days come together. It's starting to pile up little by little by little.

"How much time is left in the day now?"

"About 120 days. We have nearly four months to spare. And... it's going to increase."

"Well, that's definitely a problem."

It used to be a busy day to live on.

However, things have changed a lot since he met Choi Han-seok and began to improve his cooking skills.

Now it's become a daily routine to increase the time one day after another.

At this rate, the day may really last forever.

Obviously, a human being who should have been expelled and died may not die beyond the age of 100 or 200.

In the first place, this was the biggest reason why the grim reaper visited Yeomra's reception room today.

This was a problem that could never be overlooked for her on a heavy duty of watching the day from the sidelines and reporting as well.

"In the worst case scenario, the Lord of the Underworld may bring the day back to the underworld.’

A day is a great help to the underworld.However, it was really a big problem that humans might live forever.

Maybe I should give up the many benefits a day brings to the underworld.

Therefore, the grim reaper was so nervous that he just stared at the lips of the underworld.Because he was the only one who could make a decision.

"Maybe it's good."

Yeom-ra was worried for a while with an antique gesture on her chin.

How long has it been since a minute was as heavy as a year?

He opened his eyes that the underworld had closed and opened his mouth.

The grim reaper, who was waiting for an answer, was stunned.

"Yes, we can just leave it at that.”

"……Yes?"

The grim reaper soon doubted his ears.

It was a ridiculous answer considering that he set the mood.

I was so surprised that I even answered back that I would never have dreamed of.

"Leave it as it is? Lord, what the...….”

"Literally. Even if you don't worry much, I think it'll be solved on its own. Yes, the underworld. You said that, didn't you? One big opportunity and another crisis will come together."

"Yes, I did. My lord."

"That's enough. I'm looking forward to it. How the day will handle it."

The underworld smiled small, staring into space as if it were recalling the day.

From the wrinkled face, an innocent smile came to my mind as if I were a teenager.

The grim reaper couldn't ask any more questions after the underworld said this much.

Because the words of the underworld were absolute.

If he says yes, it really is.

It was not known what interests and events would be intertwined and mixed, but it was anyway.

However, as the story came out this far, the grim reaper was also curious.

What are the chances and crises?

"I know it's very rude of you to say so, Lord of the Underworld. If you don't mind, tell me a little...….”

"No, I can't tell you that much.”

"All right, rude question, I'm sorry."

The underworld refuses with a single stroke.

In a decisive response, the grim reaper bowed his head right away.

"Don't worry. You'll find out soon enough. Even if you don't want to know."

The underworld sent a meaningful smile looking at the grim reaper.

I felt as if it was written on my face, saying, "You're the one who's going to work and roll like crazy anyway."

Well, I'm glad it didn't come to the worst of what happened to your day.

Thinking so, the grim reaper folded the file file containing the report.

I tried to politely greet and leave the reception room, but I heard another word of Yeom-ra from behind.

"Well, I'll be right back. There are still many ghosts to bring from this world."

"Yes, it's always hard. Oh, right. The underworld, I've been thinking about reading your report lately. I think I'll go there too. Haru's restaurant. "Your report is useless in the cooking section, so I always want to eat it."

"……I didn't hear you well?"

Once again, it was a word that made me question my ears.

The master of the underworld goes down to this world just to have a meal.

Rather, it would have been more realistic for the U.S. president to come to Korea to eat kimchi fried rice.

The underworld soon shook its head, looking at the startled grim reaper as if it were fun.

"No, no. I don't think that's a good idea. Don't that right?"

"Yes, I think so, my lord."

"So I'll think about it a little more. Oh, I'll upload the report regularly. Then go inside. Good job."

The word "think a little more" kept bothering me, but I tried to ignore it.

Leaving the drawing room with a slightly shaky step, the grim reaper muttered quietly.

"From now on, we'll have to cut back on food stories in the report”

Still, I couldn't help but drooling over the day's cooking.