Have a Meal Before You Go

< You in the Blurred Memory (3) [Paid Beginnings] >

Shoot me! Aah! Aah!

The Sanctuary is surrounded by water.

At the bottom of the rainwater, like a hole in the sky, strange creatures start to lift their heads, writhing in a puddle of dead bodies.

It is the form of a horse. However, the body was translucent and only had red eyes.

Kelphida.

Usually treated as a monster of the 10th grade, but if it rains this much, it rises to the 7th grade. Ordinary people who have not awakened this ability cannot withstand their attacks.

Knuckle Knuckle Knuckle

The Kelpies creep up slowly. Their red eyes twinkle from side to side.

It's prey.

They gather in one place.

It was in front of a small cemetery. The bowl in front of him smelled of food.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Soon I started chewing with the bowl. The bowl crumbled and disappeared. You see food seeping into Kelpy's translucent body and pieces of broken bowls.

Knng, knng - Knng

And there are humans. The Kelpy horde's eyes glisten brightly and turn to the man lying down under the plastic tent next to him.

A Kelpy opens his mouth at the human neck.

Bam!

At that moment, Kelpy disappeared.

Within less than about a second, the Kelpies everywhere disappeared completely as if they had never existed from the beginning.

Pot!

It was the same with Cheolho. Something that didn't exist suddenly appeared.

Cheolho reaches out.

There was an invisible veil of wind, but I covered the sky of my grandmother who was fallen asleep.

“There! Quickly! ”

You hear the manager's voice from over there. Immediately, I heard the sound of the Awakeners rushing in. Cheolho silently smiled.

Pot!

Suddenly, Cheolho's appearance was nowhere to be found.

“Hurry up! Arirang has a grandmother! Hurry up!"

Five Awakened Awakeners headed for Burinake Cemetery. There are no kelpies everywhere.

“Huh? I saw it coming. ”

“Hmm.”

Kim Manho sighed as if he were lucky.

“I'm glad to hear that. I have to move my grandmother. It's raining too much. ”

“Oh, yes! ”

The Awakeners went away, carrying her on their backs.

* * *

It was a clear midsummer night, when the rainy season was over and the sun was shining hot on the earth.

Knock-knock.

The door opens with a knock.

“Hello."

“Welcome.”

The grandmother greeted him in a calm tone. It was different from when I was using my accent.

In her hand was a plastic bag of umbrellas and bowls.

Grandma bowed her head and gave two to Chulho.

“I've had a lot of excuses over the years. I'm sorry."

“No, come in. ”

The grandmother carefully went inside. Chulho was a little surprised to see such a grandmother. The clothes she wore were not the usual old, rustic clothes, but very pretty ones.

I also brushed my hair well and it was very clean.

“....... ”

I asked her more bitterly.

“Let's see where you're going. ”

She smiles faintly.

“Yes.”

Cheolho knew the identity of the clothes.

A garment that I used to keep wrapped in plastic in a hut. The grandmother carefully sat on a chair at the table.

And I didn't say anything for a while.

Cheolho asked.

“Can I get you a bowl of squeeze? ”

“Yes, it is. Please.”

Cheolho quietly entered the kitchen. I'm used to making pot sauce now. Chulho pulled out one of the fried noodles while stir-frying, sautéing the ingredients, and paused.

Cheolho approached her and asked her again.

“You're busy.”

Grandma smiled quietly.

“No, I'm not busy. ”

“Just a little longer, then. ”

I returned to the kitchen and reached for the flour.

I'm going to make a sponge today. In order to make a proper surface, it has to be aged a long time, but we can't do that until today.

Chulho pushes the dough generously as he hits it, then rolls it back and dices it. It's like noodle noodles, but at least fried noodles will give you more texture than fried noodles.

You place the sauce on top, carefully holding the plate, and step out to the table.

The grandmother put a bowl of squeeze in front of her eyes, and did not lift her chopsticks.

I just stare at it for a while. Chulho deliberately waited without saying anything.

“Back in the day, ”

After the silence, she opens her mouth first.

“Yes.”

“I've been farming. I was busy. It was hard, but it was rewarding. ”

“Yes.”

“Our inspiration was blunt, but a good man. I wrote in Seoul, so I also learned in Seoul. At some point, I was more familiar with Seoul than I was with dialect. ”

Chulho quietly listened to her story.

“With that inspiration, I used to take my grandchildren to the market once a week. I used to go to the mayor of the city, and I'd always get a squeeze. ”

“I see.”

The grandmother smiled quietly.

“Yes. When we saw what he was eating, we just wanted him to feel good. ”

She stares blankly into the air.

“He was a good kid. Adult, lovely. ”

And it was quiet.

“But now I don't remember my inspiration or grandchildren. It feels blurry.”

I took out two pictures from my arms.

It was a picture of my grandson and my husband. She looked at the two pictures again for a long time.

“I don't want to forget, but I keep forgetting. So I'm afraid of that. ”

“...... ”

She finally raises her chopsticks.

Suddenly at that time.

I opened the visit and rubbed my sleepy eyes, and the tangerines held out their heads.

“Papa!”

Tangerines have often been humanoid even in their sleep, whether they are comfortable living in a polymorphic state recently.

Tangerine walked up and grabbed hold of Chulho's leg, looking at her. Then I thought about something and opened my mouth and said it again.

“Hamni. ”

Tangerine reached out her arms toward the steel lake. Chulho picked up a tangerine like that and put it on his knee.

“Ah… ”

The grandmother looked at the tangerine, hesitated for a moment, and asked.

“May I give this to him? ”

Chulho smiled bitterly and replied.

“I'll make you another one. ”

* * *

Tangerine sat next to her grandmother and watched her.

Soon after the scene of his share came, my eyes lit up. I've got chopsticks, but I'm not good at it. Tangerine squeezed, grabbing a pair of chopsticks in each hand, and began to eat the chopsticks hard.

The grandmother smiled brightly at such a tangerine.

“Oh, beautiful, beautiful. ”

Tangerine looked up at her, eating the brisket with chopsticks as if she was proud.

And laughed.

“Hamni. Stay. ”

“Yes, yes. ”

Grandma picked up the scene. However, I couldn't put it in my mouth. I just stared at him dazed.

“Hamni. Mugger.”

Tangerine said it again.

“Massi Lee Seo. ”

“Yes, it is. Yeah. ”

The grandmother began to eat the scenes like that. The grandmother ate the squeeze very slowly. And by the time the bowl was empty, I stood up.

“Calculate, please. ”

Cheolho also stood up.

“Off you go.”

“Yes.”

The grandmother suddenly looked out the window and muttered dazed.

“The train time is up. ”

The grandmother said an unknown word.

But Cheolho could tell. His lifespan is imminent.

If you want to extend your lifespan, you can do as much as you want. But sometimes it's hard to live.

Cheolho nods.

“Calculate……"

“I serve.”

“What are you talking about? ”

“Our shop serves those who are traveling originally. ”

The grandmother stood still and bowed her head.

“...... Thank you. Goodbye."

The empty alleyway was lonely today.

There are many people going their own way down that alley. The path of a father, the retirement of a hero, and sometimes the virtue of a loved one.

However, today is the way of the grandmother on a journey.

Pa 'ang -

Suddenly, Cheolho thought that the sound of the train sounded.

“Hamni! Papa!”

With one hand, a tangerine holding Iron Tight's hand, waved the other hand to show her the way.

“Farewell. ”

Pa-a-a-ah!

The more she walked, the clearer she could hear the sound of the train. Before long, there was a train stop in a peaceful railway station.

I started walking a little faster.

I can't get close enough to reach it. Soon, she took off her shoes and ran.

“Ah!”

Baaaaaa!

The train cried frantically.

White smoke rises up the chimney, and she looks at the middle-aged man on the train.

“Inspiration!”

The man smiles with a loving face. Then I reached out my hand.

“Let's go.”

My face became clearer.

Now I have a clear idea. The people on the train caught my attention one by one. First daughter, second son, third daughter. I thought it was hard as a stone statue, nailed to my chest again.

“Ah, ah.......”

Cute grandkids.

A middle-aged man once again said with a slightly depressed face.

“It was hard.”

“No, it's not.”

“Let's get going. ”

As she looks at his hand, she nods slowly. She grabs her husband's hand and gets on the train.

“Hey, yeah. ”

Chick-duck! Chick-duck!

The train began to move slowly.

The whole world was clear and beautiful.

It's a great day to travel.

The undertaker of the Sanctuary went on patrol at dawn, found Arirang's grandmother lying in front of the grave, and ran quickly.

“Oh, Grandma! Grandma, wake up! ”

However, the grandmother's body is only cold.

“Oh my God! ”

The caretaker sighs a long time. I felt sorry for him and tasted bitter. Suddenly, I realized my grandmother was smiling.

He was dressed in pretty clothes.

“....... ”

The custodian bows his head and mutters.

“You were burying Arirang's train like that, and then you took the train? ”

Suddenly, I turned my head, and in front of the tomb where my grandmother used to live every time, a bowl of steamed spinach came up. The custodian tilts his head and looks at the bowl.

There was money under the bowl. A bunch of notes tied up neatly and neatly.

It was not recently seen, but a thousand won denomination.

“....... Goodbye, Grandma Arirang. ”

The janitor makes a stumbling, muttering move toward the station.

Makchang said Kim Sang-hu was sitting at his desk and writing something down.

[Mandragora]

[Velto]

[Horsestone Mine]

I continued to draw three categories of jobs in pencils, then repeated writing something down.

‘There must be something. ’

Strange things were happening in Seoul. There is someone.

There is something beyond all imagination. Its existence is strangely quiet, secret, and without malice.

‘Who.'

No way.

Did you come back 10 years ago with a first-class disappearing power, Yeger?

No. He throws himself into a gap in the dimension with a boss class monster about to blow himself up in the final battle. His sacrifice was so precious that he saved thousands of lives.

It was strictly confidential to the general public.

Wait a minute.

So the Society even has a zero-number Awakening?

Mahchang looks at the cases that are still happening and gets his head all messed up.

“Oh, I don't know. ”

By the way.

The big problem lately is this way, I guess.

“Hmm.......”

Magchang folded his arms again and became troubled.

Knock, knock.

You hear a knock, and through the door you hear the voice of Kim Man-ho.

“Commander, this is a meeting. ”