▶ Chapter 37. A Fragile Ordinary Person (1)
“I made some fresh side dishes that you seemed to enjoy when we ate together last time.”
“You made them?”
“Yes.”
“Then, was the food I ate back then made by you too, Hunter Han Dongju?”
“Yes. Cooking is my hobby. I also make all the food placed on the ritual table when I perform my box-opening ceremony.”
“Amazing!”
“Heh.”
I glared at Han Dongju for copying me.
Han Dongju grinned and held out the paper bag.
“Take it home and eat it.”
“Hmm, yes. Thank you.”
When I took it, it was quite heavy.
For some reason, I felt embarrassed.
I could no longer look Han Dongju, Han Yonghwan, or Han Junggeun properly in the eyes.
“Then I’ll get going.”
I hurriedly put the paper bag into my inventory, activated Stealth, and quickly left.
After arriving home, I immediately took everything out of the paper bag and placed it on the dining table.
A beautiful rolled omelet filled with low-sodium pollock roe.
Perilla leaves covered one by one in seasoning.
Fresh and pleasantly chewy seaweed stems.
Homemade napa cabbage kimchi and young radish kimchi.
They really were all the things I had enjoyed during our previous meal.
....Han Dongju is the world’s greatest crafter, so he must be extremely busy.
Even if cooking was his hobby, preparing all of this must have been troublesome.
And yet,
he had done it for me.
“....”
The strange ticklish feeling in my heart grew even stronger.
For no reason, I rubbed the center of my chest.
Then I carefully picked up the containers and placed them inside the refrigerator.
I should save these and eat them slowly.
For some reason, I wanted to.
And,
....I should treat him a little better from now on.
Although I still wanted to tease him sometimes.
I smiled to myself, lightly tapped one of the containers with my fingertip, and closed the refrigerator.
My body was a little tired,
but it had been a good day.
That night,
I had a dream.
, You should start remembering soon....
Everything was blurry because the area was filled with fog.
A familiar silver-haired man was standing there, sighing as he spoke.
, “Getting hit on the head would be perfect, but Master is too strong, so that would be difficult.”
, “What kind of nonsense are you talking about?”
, “It isn’t nonsense. I’m trying to help you!”
, “Help me with what?”
, “I’m trying to help you find your ■■.”
, “Find what?”
, “As expected, it’s being filtered. If possible, spend more time with the three brothers. Then your memories might slowly return. But seriously, you really don’t remember anything....”
Because of the fog, I could barely see the man’s face.
But I could see the area below his straight nose.
The man sighed so heavily that it felt like the ground might sink.
I could not help saying something.
, “Stop sighing like that. You’ll scare away your good fortune.”
, “....Even after reincarnating, Master is still Master. You’re already talking like an old-fashioned elder.”
, “What did you just say?!”
When I shouted, the man chuckled.
, “I really missed hearing you say things like that....”
, “You missed me nagging you? Are you crazy?”
, “Well, maybe a little?”
, “You’re crazy?!”
, “Yes. Maybe that’s why I did what I did back there, and why I’m still doing this now. Well, it doesn’t matter.”
The man smiled.
His rose-colored lips formed a beautiful curve.
For some reason,
it felt strangely familiar.
And I felt happy to see it.
, “Because I like it.”
, “Like what?”
, “....”
, “What do you like?”
, “The way you still don’t understand anything even after all that nagging. You really are Master....”
My heart began beating strangely.
Thump, thump.
I did not like the strange, awkward feeling.
So I raised my fist.
, “You little punk!”
As though he already knew I would react that way, the man immediately grabbed my wrist.
For some reason,
my wrist felt hot.
, “Master.”
The man came closer.
His beautiful rose-colored lips came so close that I could feel his breath.
, “You’ll forget this conversation too once you wake up, but please remember. I.... Master, I....”
My eyes suddenly opened.
For a while, I simply lay there blankly.
I feel like I dreamed about something. Something embarrassing and confusing, but also familiar and enjoyable....
But I could not remember what happened.
I blinked several times.
Then I heard an unfamiliar noise, frowned, and sat up.
When I entered the living room, I found the 85-inch television turned on.
Twelve was lying flat in front of the sofa, completely focused on the television.
“....”
Ever since we moved here, Twelve had developed a hobby of watching television.
It especially loved over-the-top melodramas.
I’m seriously starting to wonder if this thing is really a duck.
, Heesoon.... is Beomjin’s daughter.
On screen, the actor who heard the line slowly let orange juice spill from his mouth.
“Quack.”
