Cooking Genius With God

Approximately half an hour before the door closes.

Yumi, who did not break expectations and visited the table heaven again today, said with a happy face.

"Of course, I did!"

"Did the egg pass?”

"Yes! Chef Park Joo-hyuk is surprised and says it's more than you think, right? Oh, but to be honest, I was a little lucky. I learned a lot from Chef Haru's rolled omelet. Over my shoulder."

"Oh, you mean when our store first opened? Pork kimchi stew with rolled omelet.”

To be honest, this was beyond my imagination.

The first day of Bapsang Heaven.

Didn't Haru give a new egg roll to Yumi who came a little after lunch?

While busily organizing the ingredients, Yumi looks closely at Haru cooking. I was also learning.

I'm telling you, I couldn't have been this bold.

"That's a relief."

"Thanks to Chef Haru. Thank you so much, Chef!"

Yumi bows her head, turning her ball to Haru.

I'm so excited," he continued, as if I were a girl who met her first love.

"Anyways, Chef Park Joo-hyuk said this, right? You said you'd start with a fix, but you'd give me a chance to work here if I wanted to."

"That's why you accepted?”

"Of course! Tomorrow...…. No. I heard you can leave early this morning. I'm so excited that I don't know if I can sleep. I'm sure he does, it's that oral fairy tale! The world's best Korean restaurant that produced Chef Haru!"

"That's great. That's really great. Mr. Yumi."

"Hehe, that's why I'm so happy right now, right? Now I can keep the promise I made with my mom. Actually, Chef Haru was the only one I could share this joy with. That's why I just came."

Yumi, who says so, seemed strangely lonely today.

The day was also complicated.

While congratulating her so much on her oral fairy tale, on the other hand, what happened only a few minutes before Yumi came here did not leave her head.

Ghosts really do exist.

Yumi doesn't even dare to imagine that the ghosts will come to her shop and eat.

However, his father, who he hated so much, was just grabbed by the hand of the grim reaper and dragged to the underworld.

Park Gun-il's expression in despair seemed to be mixed with Yumi's happy expression.

As the day struggled to unravel the delicate emotions, Yumi, who was standing in front of him, tripped and put her palms to her forehead.

"Oh... Chef Haru. If you don't mind, can I sit down for a while? I'm a little dizzy."

"Of course, sit here. I'll bring you a glass of water, too. By the way, Yumi. Are you okay?

A day when I pulled out a chair and sat Yumi down.

But the more I looked at it, the weirder Yumi was.

As has been the case for a long time, he looked quite tired and in addition to that, he seemed to have no strength in his body.

At first, I thought it was because I ran, but I was out of breath. He's sweating a lot there...….’

Did she feel the way she looked at herself with worried eyes?

Yumi waved her hands with a smile.

"Oh, don't worry. I've been weak since I was born. These days, I've been feeling weak, but I can just sit down and rest for 10 minutes.""Are you sure you're okay? You said you had to leave early in the morning. You've been working too hard lately."

"It's okay. It's okay. I know my body the best. He's still fine!"

Yumi wiggling her arms, gesticulating as if to exaggerate that it's OK.

As the day turned back, someone looking at the two stepped in and voiced.

No, I'm not fine.

a firm tone of voice.

Someone walked out of the ghosts.

The mother and daughter ghost who became regular customers since the opening of Bapsang Heaven.

Among them, the mother ghost, who was a nurse, stepped forward.

Haru asked in a small voice.

"What do you mean? What do you mean I'm not fine?”

The nurse ghost passed the day and immediately approached Yumi.

She grabbed Yumi's shoulder and asked, looking around.

First of all, that's not the point. Excuse me. I'm a nurse. Doesn't your jaw or throat hurt these days? If you're out of breath. You don't have a cold sweat?

"Oh, well, my jaw and throat kept hurting. There's something that's breathtaking. That's because I keep doing what I'm trying to do. I always carry heavy boxes."

-No, I can't say for sure, but at least I think...…. How long has it been?

"Well, maybe a little over a month ago. But why? What's the matter?”

The expression of the mother's ghost, which looked at Yumi with narrow open eyes, got worse and worse.

He whispered in the ear of the day.

You said Yumi, right? He doesn't look very well at all. You said that Park Gun Il died of a heart attack. If it came down to the family history, Yumi would be in that range. One of the most dangerous things in the family history is the heart and blood vessels.

Yumi, are you saying you could have a heart attack? No, he's that young.’

The story really came out just in case.

I couldn't help but believe the ghost of my mother, who was a nurse in her life.

Haru asked, trying his best to manage his facial expression.

Even young people can have a heart attack. There are so many reasons.

'No, but. Before you have a heart attack, your heart feels stuffy. I don't think Yumi is like that. It's not like you're drinking or smoking.’

Suffocating chest pain is a symptom that occurs only in men. Women have very different symptoms from men. Also weak or not, there were so many women who missed the golden time when I was working at the hospital. So if you have to go to the hospital quickly even now...….

It was time for her to somehow continue explaining to Haru about a female heart attack with a serious look on her face.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

A shrill voice coming from behind.

The mother ghost's daughter found something and screamed.

The eyes of the mother ghost, who was explaining enthusiastically to Haru, suddenly turned around.

Where Yumi was sitting.

Likewise, the eyes of the day I looked there opened wide.

"Yu, Yumi!"

Get out of the way. Hurry up!

Yumi, who was sitting well until a while ago, collapsed and fell on the floor of the restaurant.

Shivering, he drooled, gripping his chest painfully.

No doubt it was a symptom of a heart attack.

Surprised Haru and his mother's ghost ran out.She tried first aid by pressing her arm against the twitching Yumi.

A sight that makes one's eyes.

But as time went by, her expression got worse.

All the ghosts in the restaurant had a hunch.

What this poor woman will end up with.

That it has already been decided.

-The Grim Reaper...

Choi Han-seok, who was staring blankly at the side of the restaurant, found the Grim Reaper without knowing himself.

After opening a restaurant, I thought this would happen.

Since it is a restaurant where ghosts come, I expected that someday something would happen that would lead to the death of a living acquaintance.

But I didn't expect it to be this crappy way.

Still, he's trying to take his daughter right after he's taken to the underworld.

Besides, right after the daughter was about to make her dream come true.

This is ridiculous.

I couldn't help but think so.

* * *

Yumi, who opened her eyes wide, put her hand on it as if her head was pounding and murmured.

Huh? Huh? Oh...…. I thought I was going to death. It's getting really dizzy all of course. I shouldn't be like this when I'm working in oral fairy tales. As expected, I'll have to take a rest. I'm in trouble if I fall down.

I was sitting in heaven at Chef Haru's table, and suddenly the dizziness got worse.

Originally, when my body was like this, I felt better if I sat down or lied down for a while, but I recovered a little late today.

As expected, my body is slowly getting limited.

I have no choice but to take a break.

Yumi got up with those thoughts.

When I came to my senses, I was literally lying face down on the hall of table heaven.

A day stood in front of Yumi, who rose up thinking, "I must have fallen because I was dizzy."

The face of Haru, who looked at himself with a very worried look, was felt right in front of my eyes.

I'm sorry, Chef Haru. I'm like this these days. I think I really need to rest. Oh, I'm fine now, so you don't have to worry too much.

"Mr. Yumi."

By the way. Was there always this many people in the restaurant? No, I used to have a lot. It feels weird.

Yumi slowly opened her mouth as if it was interesting as she looked around the restaurant.

Originally, people who enter the restaurant when ghosts are present can only recognize that there is a person here.

But it wasn't Yumi.

Each and every guest who didn't even show his/her face was clearly visible.

The sense of incompatibility in that.

"Oh?"

Haru said to Yumi, who was a little carried away.

"Yumi, don't be too surprised and listen carefully."

Chef Haru. What's up?

Yumi shows her face full of question marks and tilts her head like a cat.

The day took a big breath and exhaled it with difficulty.

I squeezed out words and sounds by force sounds.

"Yumi, you're dead. Just now. With a cardiac arrest."

What? What do you mean? What do you mean I'm dead? I'm still alive.

"Well, I mean."

I don't know if Yumi thought it was an out-of-date joke, but it's not that fun."

It was clear that I didn't feel any sense of reality.

But the expression of the day only gets darker and darker.

The day I was thinking about for a while, soon took Yumi's hand and stretched underneath.

Where Yumi happened. Right behind you.

That's where Yumi's eyes were directed.

And a little later.

What's this?Yumi's eyes trembled a lot when she found something.

If a person is too shocked, all his or her thoughts will stop.

Yumi was in exactly that state now.

Without breathing, without blinking, I was just looking at something pointed out by the day.

Lying in a line on the restaurant floor with his eyes closed.

Yumi couldn't say anything while looking down at herself who was out of breath.

You're dreaming, aren't you? Right?

Yumi speaking in a trembling voice.

One day I couldn't answer anything.