Cooking Genius With God

Soon her sharp eyes turned to Haru.

"One day, what the hell have you done? I'm sure he should've died today!"

"Well, I didn't really do anything. It's just a gold turtle that Mr. Furbo gave me when he was Holy Father.….”

"Gold turtle? Does that make any sense? Huh? How can I explain this to the King of the Underworld...….Huh?"

No matter what he shouted in a hysterical voice, the grim reaper's eyes soon narrowed.

She was thinking about something with her right hand on her chin, and suddenly she was like, "Gasp!" I opened my eyes wide with a sound.

"The Lord of the Underworld used to say that.”

The last time I met and reported to the King of the Underworld, it was revealed that there was too much time left for a day as an agenda.

The answer, he said to the grim reaper, obviously.

I don't think I need to do much else. You said if you leave it alone, it'll work out.

"No way, is this what the solution is?”

"Hey, can you tell me what you're talking about? I'm very confused right now."

"No, it doesn't matter now, it's a day. Your watch. Is it okay now?"

"Are you okay?"

"It's the same as before. Is there anything different?”

"I mean, uh... Huh? The time is reduced. It used to be about 60 days, but now it's the 30th...….”

A day's watch is marked small with each turn of the hands.

Starting from a day, five days, ten days, and 20 days, 30 days...It was increasing by ten days.

But more than half of the rings were blown away.

"Sigh, I knew this would happen. Maybe four hours a day went to Yumi."

A day when he rubs his eyes after confirming that the remaining time has decreased significantly, and a grim reaper pointing to his forehead, saying he knew it.

He came to his senses after repeatedly smirking as if he was speechless.

The grim reaper, who had made eye contact with Yumi, who had not understood the situation at all, gestured to come here and opened his mouth.

"Congratulations, Yumi. I guess I don't have to take you.”

"Well, did you buy it? Really?"

"Well, of course my job is twice as...…, no, it'll quadruple, but anyway. Yes. Congratulations. You're alive, man."

He was the grim reaper who kept sighing, but lived by Yumi. It wasn't as good as it is now.

As if it was true that I wasn't doing it because I liked it earlier, I was smiling while gently stroking Yumi's head.

"I'm so glad. In fact, I'm still not sure what happened."

"Yes, but isn't it good that it's good? In the end, it's like I've been played by him. It's not a bad thing."

"What do you mean him?"

"Haru, you'll find out soon enough. Anyway, I don't feel so bad. No, it's rather good. That's great."

Anyway, there was one conclusion.

That Yumi lived.

That you don't have to suffer like you used to.

Yumi had a lot of questions in her own way.

It was strange not to question it because it literally died and survived overnight.

One day, I told Yumi more stories than before.

Then, naturally, the story of him came out.The first demon to visit Bob Sang's kingdom.

Yumi's father was literally grabbed by the grim reaper by the throat.

"Park Gun-il, he was here? I can't believe he came as a guest and went to the underworld...….”

"The Grim Reaper said so. He had a lot of chances, but he ended up kicking it with his own hands."

"That's why you fell to the next world? I threw away the opportunity that the chef gave me. I knew it. That's what's going to happen."

Yumi, who heard her father's story, laughed bitterly.

Laughing, frowning, thinking about something. He was laughing out loud again.

Yumi, who was feeling complicated feelings, looked at the day and said.

"Honestly, I thought it would be very pleasant at first. In the past, all day long, I wish I could fall into the afterlife! 'Cause I thought.'

"Not now, I guess?"

"Yes, actually, I feel very bad. I don't even know why I'm like this. Obviously, when he died, I thought, "There's no father in my life."

But you're still my father. A person who gives birth, raises, and has blood. Isn't that why?

"Chef Choi Han-seok is right. It's a bit... unfortunate. I wanted to ask a lot of questions. In many ways."

Maybe it's because he thinks of his father. Yumi dropped her head.

Her voice of complicated mind kept ringing in my head.

Soon, Haru and Choi Han-seok looked at the grim reaper.

"Excuse me, Grim Reaper. Now that it's like this, right?”

-Why don't you wrap it up neatly? Don't you feel comfortable with that, too?

"It's just that these people think the real grim reaper is some kind of errand boy...….”

He holds his fist in his right hand, lifts it up, and stares at Haru and Choi Han-seok.

But soon he put his hands down and jumped to his feet.

"Oh, I don't know. I don't know anymore. Let's just go for it!"

The grim reaper, who walked with a thump, thump, thump, and strength, once again stood in front of the main entrance of the restaurant.

When I took a deep breath and opened the door, a black space of courtesy appeared once again.

A space where the painful screams of the dead are constantly heard, and there is no end to it.

The grim reaper, who put his hand into it, grabbed someone by the collar and threw it out of the door.

"Why don't you get some fresh air?"

-Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Ugh! Please, come on. Stop. Stop.….

"Wake up, mister."

-Hey, this is...….

It was none other than Park Gun-il who the grim reaper pulled out of the door.

Yumi's father who fell to the next world. He's back in the world.

"It hasn't been long since I fell. People are already like that."

It's a hell of a lot more than I thought. The underworld.

Park Gun-il's appearance after returning was even more disastrous than others thought.

The clothes and the body itself were no different from before.

His expression and energy were completely different.

It makes me think that if a person becomes a completely ruined person, it will change like this.

It's only been a few hours since he went to hell.

"Oh, Father?"

Yumi? Yumi? My, I was so sorry. It's all my fault. Yumi, I was the one who died. Really!

Park Gun-il, who found Yumi in the restaurant, ran frantically to where she was and knelt down.With her head stuck in the ground, she apologized curtly, saying, "It was really wrong."

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. It was all my fault.

"Well, my dear, but you do apologize."

The grim reaper, who was looking at Park Gun-il, clicked his tongue.

I've never seen my father like this before.

Yumi, who was embarrassed or didn't know where to look, soon looked straight at her father.

He hesitated over and over again, and soon asked in a wet voice.

"Why are you doing this?"

I'm sorry, Yumi, I'm so sorry...….

"Throw away my whole family. You broke my mom's dream. If you've ruined everything and died, you'll live as shameless as you used to. What's this? Why are you doing this?"

I'm really sorry. Can't you forgive me just once? You ugly father. I'm really sorry. Yumi.

Kneeling down in front of his daughter, the father just kept saying sorry.

Yumi, who had been calm for a while, looked at her father with a dead look and carefully opened her mouth.

"If you have time to be so sad, I'll eat something delicious and sleep soundly."

-What's that...….

"That's what my mom always said. Life is so precious. You said you don't want to waste time to be sad. I said I'd care about more precious and happy things."

Calm voice.

Yumi, who said so, soon turned her head and looked at the day.

One day, I thought I knew what Yumi wanted to say.

Sure enough, she asked Haru to do it.

"Chef, I don't know how this sounds. Well, I'd like to rent a kitchen for a while."

"Are you going to cook your father a meal?”

"Yes, so, if you'll let me."

"Of course I'm fine."

The place where the eyes of the day are on the grim reaper, of course.

She shouted 'Whatever' and walked back to the door.

Close the open door, and open it again.

This time, what you see over the door is the usual outside of the restaurant.

But something has changed.

Park Gun-il, who was clearly translucent, found his shape again.

"I forced my ears open. In the next 30 minutes. Whether you cook for me or not, I'll take care of course. Because I don't know anymore.”

"Thank you, Grim Reaper!"

"Yumi, because you worked hard. That's why I'm only doing it once. I mean, do it properly so that there's not one left. All right?"

"Yes, of course!"

As usual, Yumi, who answered with real vigour, entered the kitchen with Haru.

After washing hands thoroughly, he put on an apron and picked up a kitchen knife.

After her death and survival, Yumi was in almost the same condition as Haru, the grim reaper said.

I'm a human, but I can see ghosts. Like ordinary people, they could touch things or eat food even when the door was not open.

I didn't lose my memory, and I could sit with a ghost.

The same was true of being able to feed ghosts.

And her first guest, none other than her father.

No, it was my mother.

"What are you going to make? Mr. Yumi.

"My mom loved it. I'm going to make tomato spaghetti with sausage."

"It's not for my father?""It's for my mom. It's just that my father eats it. I just... I'd love to."

"If that's the case with the cook, that's right.”

Yumi didn't seem to have completely forgiven her father.No, maybe it was natural.

Yumi has suffered a lot of domestic violence so far and has even stepped on the brink of death.

It was natural that it was unforgivable.

However, even in this way. If she feels any better.

In an instant Haru and Yumi started cooking.

Yumi was really a special assistant, as Haru felt in the past during a special lecture.

Even if I didn't have to say anything, I brought what I needed for a day on time, and we were in sync like one body in the kitchen.

It was proof that Yumi thought Haru as a role model was not a lie.

But the main character of today's cooking is Yumi.

Tap tap tap tap tap--!

Yumi, who grabbed a kitchen knife, quickly but accurately cut vegetables such as onions and carrots.

There is not much time left.

I had to hurry because I had to cook as fast as I could.

"Yumi, I've got a can of tomatoes and all the ingredients for the sauce. I'll be boiling spaghetti water, so let's stir-fry the vegetables as soon as they're done."

"All right, Chef! Oh, I'm almost done!"

Whoops!

The vegetables are sizzled in an oiled pan.

Add minced meat and boil down the sauce, led by the hall tomatoes.

Boil spaghetti noodles well and make cuts in large sausages and cook them thoroughly.

The same process as making spaghetti before.

But this time it is different.

Yumi was the one who cooked.

Her mind, the chef's feelings, and everything about her past all melted away.

Like a vegetable residue stuck in a pan.

Everything that was pressed in Yumi's black and black heart was added.

And

"I'll deglaze you!"

Screeching, whirling!

As soon as I poured wine into the pan, a big fire soared.

At the same time, the remains of vegetables and meat stuck throughout the pan melted into the wine and quickly became the best seasoning to boost the flavor.

This dish, dedicated to Yumi's mind and everything in the past, was similar in that respect.

She was burning so many things together that she couldn't even say.

-Yumi.

Park Gun-il stared blankly at Yumi, who cooked like crazy with Haru in the kitchen.

Soon the spaghetti was finished.

White noodles, deep red tomato sauce and a large sausage.

Yumi, who wiped the sweat from her forehead with a dishcloth, stuck out a bowl of spaghetti to her father.

"I mean, what about me? I will never forgive my father. Really, really, if I were to be born again. I don't ever want to be born your daughter. I don't want my mom to see my dad again.”

Park Gun-il's heartbreaking words.

But the emotion contained in it was not just anger or resentment.

No, something else was much bigger.

"Forgiveness. I'm not going to say it's okay or anything like that. No, I can't. Because I couldn't forgive, and I wasn't okay. But, really, but...… I'll make you a bowl of this. Eat and go. Go anywhere! Just!"

Dad, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Yumi, it's my fault. It's late, but.

Teary Yumi and Park Gunil finally send their first sincere apology to their daughter.

To her father, who showed his sincerity, Yumi did not turn her head and said, sticking out a bowl of spaghetti.

"Here's your heaven meal. Eat before the door closes. Hurry up and go."Thank you. Thank you so much, Yumi. Thank you so much...….

The heaven meal you ordered.

It was the first time that Haru's name finally shone.