Have a Meal Before You Go

“My grandfather was a local government official. ”

Choi Jae-woo muttered with a dead face.

“Grandfather's lifelong wish was for him to go to the city. I'm an urban citizen and I study abroad, but my cousin said that going to a city is like studying abroad. ”

“Yes.”

It was that time.

“So when my dad went to college in Seoul, there was a party in the village. I bet you a plan card. Welcome to Kyung-gil University! ”

He opens his arms and celebrates admission with an exaggerated tone! I regained.

“My father graduated from college and joined a company in Seoul. He was chief for 10,000 years. He said it like a habit. He had to go to a good university. Live a successful life. ”

That's a familiar word.

Chulho knows the sorrow in that word.

When Chulho was young, everyone's goal was a good university. First of all, studying hard and going to a good university was like a solid platform for everyone's success.

“But I wasn't very good at studying. What can I say? I'm not good at anything. I can't exercise, I can't talk, but that doesn't mean I'm good at studying.......”

Is it only Choi Jae-woo's problem?

Cheolho did the same. What do you want to be when you grow up? The question was always a tag along the wire.

“I went to college. It's not a good place, it's just in the middle. Not good or bad, just a university I've heard of somewhere. ”

“....... ”

“By the time the first grade was so meaningless, the world had collapsed. A whole different world unfolded. I mean, I don't have much there either. ”

Jae-woo raised his glass of water. He gulps down the water and says, "Pu-ha."

“It always is. I was off the mainstream. Class A is surprised to see a normal student A, Citizen A, and a flying superhero in the movie. ”

Jae-woo smiled. It was a self-help smile.

Then, I moved the chopsticks to a plate of chopsticks.

“I see.”

Cheolho always found this awkward. to listen to someone's concerns. That's, that's pretty hard.

“Then I came to a meeting about what I'm doing. Why am I doing this? How long do we have to do this? My life, it just ends like this -- living hard. ”

In his words, Chulho thought.

An issue like Cheolho. Even Cheolho was troubled 30 years ago. Every day is a sense of skepticism. Self-inflicted.

At that time, there was a word that helped.

“I have a message from my father, sir. ”

Chulho opens his mouth quietly.

“You're on your way. ”

“....... ”

“What used to be a life of thorns is a path. If something good happens, something bad happens. ”

Jae-woo blinked his eyes and listened to Chulho.

“Living is like sailing in a rainy sea. The world is unknown, so no one knows when or what will happen. When you can't see anything, you think you're going the right way, and that way can be the answer. ”

It is always shy to advise someone.

Chulho straightened his neck.

“It was like a lighthouse, giving way to the world of chaos -”

Chulho stopped speaking. Then I lowered my head slightly.

“I'm sorry if I overstepped. ”

“Ah......”

Jae-woo sat still and shaken his head.

“No, thank you. ”

Then take the chopsticks back to Myongran sauce.

There are many different ways to eat Myeong-ryong sauce. Some people grill it and eat it. The flavor is unique when you adjust the baking concentration and eat it.

I eat it raw. It is also loyal to its own taste, very good.

Cheolho personally liked to tear up the rice paddles and put sesame oil in them. The characteristic taste of peanut butter is enhanced by sesame oil.

Oh, of course it depends on the individual's preference, so everyone has their own way.

Of the dogs, Choi Jae Woo's best way is to bite down pleasantly as it flies.

He had a big bite and enjoyed the luxurious taste.

“Oh.”

He chewed it well and opened his eyes wide.

“It's good, right?"

Cheolho asked. Jae-woo nods.

“Wow, that's really good. ”

“I'm glad.”

Jae-woo put rice in his mouth full of drinks. Even though it wasn't salted like that, the texture and aroma was moderately clear and distinctive.

“You must have used good ingredients. ”

“Of course.”

Cheolho nods, smiling and smiling. Ingredients, of course, are specialty Archer Fish eggs. But there is something greater than that.

The tears of the sea.

The amazing salt makes the ingredients taste perfect. The combination of salt and material yields another product: 1 +1 can be 3 or 4, not 2.

“But I also used good salt. ”

“Salt?”

Choi Jae-woo tilted his head and asked.

“If the ingredients are good, you have to use good salt to make good chopsticks. ”

Chulho shrugs as if he doesn't know.

“Is salt really that important? ”

“The people we cook with value salt more than anything else. Let me see.”

Cheolho enters the refrigerator and pulls out the mino's arrowheads, which he just got. I was going to use it as a drink to make it into a meat loaf.

I was going to share some with the wounded man.

Chulho cut off the situation appropriately and carried it out to the table.

“This is the carcass of a cow. I'd like to offer you a little special service. ”

“Arong?”

“Yes, it's delicious to grill, but the circuit would be great. ”

Chulho slices the flesh into a single mouth and pushes it out. Nothing to stamp.

I rinsed my mouth with Jae-woo's water, picked up a spot of meat, put it in my mouth, and chewed it well. The arong situation has muscle strands, so chewing is very good. The flesh is firm and resilient, but when you chew it, it melts away.

But something is empty.

“Is something empty? ”

“Yes.”

Choi Jae-woo nodded.

“Well, let's take a look at this. ”

Chulho gave out the salt in a small dish.

Sargashimi is originally Japanese, but it's hard to find a replacement word. You could say "raw meat," if you like.

However, there were many ways to eat it, but Chulho preferred to take it with a clean and good salt.

Choi Jae-woo carefully dipped the salt into his mouth. The salty saltiness was added to the flavor that tasted like it was melted and chewed.

This made it complete.

“Wow."

Choi Jae-woo was surprised.

“Isn't that great?"

“Yes!”

“By the way, this salt is amazing. even though it didn't seem like much. Salt, if you don't need it, you quickly forget something important. But that doesn't change the fact that it matters. ”

Chulho added.

“For someone who always knew I was important, I'm always grateful. ”

Jae-woo suddenly smiled quietly.

“…… I see. ”

“Like this, as salt that may seem trivial-”

Chulho added, thinking about the bear.

“It might be done. Cooking.”

Choi Jae-woo blinks, then bows his head and clears Sashimi. Somehow, I felt so much better enjoying the rich flavor.

No, it's the taste.

It's because I feel comforted by someone. I felt so lighthearted.

Slightly burns.

Now, I turned my gaze to Ming Lan Soap. After eating meat noodles and opening your mouth, I eat salty and salty seafood again.

I ate a lot of food. Somehow, the void is filling up.

Jae-woo shoved rice in his mouth as much as he could. I ate and cleaned up the food. I drank the miso soup like water. And gulp down cold water.

Aah!

I ate well.

Chulho turned his eyes to the newspaper again. Jae-woo choked. Let's pretend we didn't see it.

After a long time, Jae-woo stood up. I think he's going back.

After completing the calculation, he suddenly asked.

“Hey, boss. ”

“Yes.”

In Cheolho's reply, he hesitates and carefully asks.

“Am I doing…… well? ”

Chulho grins.

“I'm always thankful for Choi Jae-woo. ”

“......! ”

There was a color on his face. He lets out a sneeze.

“Thank you, boss! ”

“Thank you so much for coming. ”

The two men greeted.

After going out of the restaurant, his face seemed to have disappeared.

I saw Echo smiling awkwardly in front of Choi Jae-woo who was taking a strong step.

Echo bows slightly.

“Sorry..”

“Huh?"

He scratches his head. But when it comes to this, grow up.

“No, it's okay! It's okay!”

Choi Jae-woo tapped Echo's shoulder and walked out of the alley.

Chulho, who was left alone, sat still and thought about his words.

Choi Jae-woo's mission was really important.

Without patrols, the Awakening Society will squeak with dissonance.

They are a vessel that connects citizens and Awakeners. They connect two completely different worlds. Perhaps this age is what makes life worth living.

That's why I wanted to tell you.

Your path is right.

Perhaps, if it had been my father, he would have said so.

.

Choi Jae-woo was also busy today.

First, we head to the area that has been damaged by the monsters that have recently escaped from the gate.

North of Seodaemun.

Northern settlements are always in trouble. Typically, the threats of the Poriners in the northeast coexist and fear over the events of the recent urban expansion.

Choi Jae-woo was busy wandering around the area, and suddenly a kid grabbed his collar.

“Mister.”

“Huh?"

Looking down, it was a girl about six years old. The boy steals his nose and sticks out a can of soda in his other hand.

“My mom wants me to. ”

“.......? ”

On the other side, a woman in an apron in front of a shabby supermarket looked at him and bent over her waist.

I remember. A while ago, I found a wounded man here and quickly contacted the Guardians.

The boy opens his mouth carefully.

“Thanks to you, he was able to be cured. Thank you."

The boy smiles after saying hello.

Choi Jae-woo paused and looked down at the can of beverages. Then I stroked the boy's head.

“...... You're welcome. ”

After he finished speaking, the boy ran to his mother. Somehow he straightened his waist. The uniform was also well organized. He had a smile on his mouth.

He put a can of beverage in his upper pocket. It was a cosmetic beverage, but somehow it felt very refreshing.

Now, the day begins today.

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