47 – Gyoza

“Rosé Gyoza?”

Jumsoi’s breathing was full of well-documented contempt and ridicule.

In short.

‘I caught a gangster.’

This feeling was strong.

Well, what is the atmosphere in this country like?

This is a country that, at least on the surface, has completely given up on modern culture and chosen concept play. There may be things like distrust or negative attitudes toward outsiders.

At least, seeing as he talks about Carbonara and Rosé, it seems like this Jeomsoy is well-versed in the outside culture.

I was at the point where I thought it would be a good idea to just skip it as long as it doesn’t cross a certain line.

“Or would you like to have [Unki Breakfast], A limited dish sold only in the morning?”

Some guests who were quietly listening to Jeomsoy’s words burst into laughter.

You’re crossing the line, you bastard.

No matter how much I don’t know anything about martial arts, I know that Ungi Breakfast does not mean brunch.

I sang Jeomsoy with my hands.

This guy must have approached me with a dissatisfied expression.

I whispered a few words roughly toward where his ears would be.

“!”

Jeomsoi takes a deep breath with a sighing sound.

You could almost hear the blood draining from his face.

“…I’m sorry! I thought you were a foreigner and stopped!”

Boom! The guy who bangs his head loudly on the table.

I waited for the guy to raise his head and spoke.

“Please prepare a few items to fill your stomach.”

“Ah, I understand!”

Jumsoy disappears quickly.

Han Chae-yoon asks in a surprised voice.

“… What is it? What did you whisper?”

“It’s no big deal.”

“I don’t think so. I think there’s something there.”

Actually, it is true that I do know a few things.

Even in the original work, there was some description of China after its defeat in the Great Rift.

The representative one among them was this inn culture.

I just remembered and used a few things that were mentioned in passing at the time.

‘Did I rush too quickly?’

It’s clear that Han Chae-yoon will be suspicious at this rate.

Not yet.

– Cook.

The tip of Han Chae-yoon’s toe poked my leg under the table.

“What did you say?”

I can never say that.

There are some things that are difficult and annoying to explain.

‘I can’t say anything because I’m embarrassed.’

If Jeomsoi had brothers, their names would be Jeomsoil and Jeomsosam… It’s a joke.

If someone hears it, they’ll probably think, ‘Is that guy crazy?’ Something worth saying.

But the reason why this sentence is effective is not because it is a crazy person so let’s just avoid it.

Haomun, a huge shadowy force in defeated China.

This is because it is one of the slang words used there for guests.

Han Chae-yoon showed off amazing foot skills that went beyond stabbing and even pinching, but that was the reason why she gritted her teeth and endured it.

“Our most famous limited edition dish, meat gravy gyoza. We recommend eating it with a little soy sauce. We will be serving other dishes soon.”

Just then, the Jeomsoi from earlier suddenly appeared carrying food. Judging by the speed at which food was served, it seemed like they were stealing food from other tables.

‘Gyoza.’

This is also food eaten with the eyes and mouth.

If you don’t see the warm steam rising, you won’t feel like you’ve eaten properly.

When I activated my mind’s eye, which I had turned off for a moment, I saw Han Chae-yoon still looking at me with suspicion.

I handed her the spoon and focused on her gyoza.

‘Great.’

Look at these bouncy and shiny guys.

You can see the real gyoza when you see the seaweed rising like this.

The size of the gyoza was small enough to fit on one spoon.

I scooped one gyoza with a spoon.

As soon as you take a bite, the moist and juicy meat coats your mouth.

Afterwards, the meat disappears in the mouth as if melting.

Not only does the oily taste itself bring out the flavor, but the saltiness of the soy sauce balances out the greasiness that may be a bit too much.

“Delicious.”

“It’s delicious.”

Han Chae-yoon has a happy expression on her face, as if all her doubts have disappeared before she knows it.

The meat gravy gyoza here was that delicious.

– Clatter rattle rattle rattle.

For a while, the table was filled with only the sound of clinking dishes.

While I was eating, I occasionally captured Han Chae-yoon’s image in my mind.

A person who is infinitely arrogant and cold, but falls into madness due to the pain caused by his natural constitution. Her portrayal in the original was always like that. But Han Chae-yoon, sitting in front of me now, is different.

She looks like she’s going to live off of nothing but the dew, and her eyes sparkle when she sees something delicious. Even though she has a cat’s tongue, she eats hot food easily by blowing on it.

When you see Han Chae-yoon’s appearance in this way different from her original work, you can’t help but see her from a different perspective. Not Han Chae-yoon as a character, but Han Chae-yoon as a person, the relationship I made here.

That’s why I felt it.

In the original work, Han Chae-yoon was a character who always made clear demands and gave orders, but now she is in quite a bit of trouble in front of me.

Even though I was eating delicious food while blowing on her breath, she sometimes glanced at me from the corner of her eye.

“……”

Unfortunately, I have no idea why Han Chae-yoon is in trouble.

Vice-leader of the Black Cat Order.

Even if she only has a superficial position, she will have people and resources at her disposal.

From the beginning. From the moment Han Chae-yoon told me that I knew how to get her sight back, I knew there was something she needed my help with.

Hmm. Difficult.

Is this even more so because it deviates from the original?

I was a bit anxious. Because even with knowledge of the original work, it is difficult to guess exactly why Han Chae-yoon asked to come here and how she intends to regain my sight.

In the end, there is only one problem. Can I trust Han Chae-yoon, a ‘human being’ rather than a ‘character’?

Of course, this is a question with a fixed answer. I trust Han Chae-yoon, who can whip up a bowl of soup. That’s why we came to this room together.

Then the conclusion is simple. She had no reason to be anxious, and since she believed it, she decided to wait and see.

A top-notch villain sometimes has to be bold.

“Recent movements on the part of the Demonic Church are unusual.”

Just then, a conversation of interest was heard nearby.

“Didn’t they all go into hiding deep in the mountains after being defeated in the Great Demon War a few years ago?”

“That’s right. But it looks like that promising b*tch survived until the end and is increasing her power again. I heard that the nearby county suffered greatly recently.”

“Huh. These cockroach-like demonic bastards…”

Hmm. It’s magic.

Magyo refers to the Church of the Heavenly Demon.

A religion that literally worships a being called the Heavenly Demon.

Cheonma.

When lining up her abilities in her original work, she is always ranked at the top. Since this novel deals with a world that is being destroyed, the better the ability, the greater the influence on the story.

However, for Cheonma, the story portion is quite small for some reason. It was especially memorable because it was almost non-existent. I wonder where on earth this person is and what he is doing.

Perhaps it is because the country of China has already fallen. That was something I was thinking about.

‘There’s a Heavenly Demon like that somewhere around here, right?’

This is definitely an interesting topic.

To begin with, I have yet to meet anyone with top-level abilities. Of course, there was a president… But she had no force. It’s so absurd.

The reason I came out of my thoughts was because I heard their conversation again.

“Being born as the head of the company, you have to try your best!”

This is the energetic voice that was talking about the Heavenly Demon just a moment ago.

I got curious and opened my mind.

“What do you mean to Cheonggwang-hyung?”

The man called Cheonggwang crossed his arms.

He is quite a handsome man with impressive long hair and white uniform.

The gi had a small plum blossom pattern engraved on it.

“If you just select a few of the most elite members of the Murim Alliance, it wouldn’t be a problem to catch that damn devil b*tch!”

Cheong Guang spoke firmly.

More than anything, his not-so-bad persona and confident attitude earned the attention and respect of those around him.

“Huh. Is that really possible?”

In fact, there was a little bit of awe in the questions asked by those gathered around him.

I guess it could be said that the person seemed a little too energetic.

– Quang!

He stood up and hit the table roughly.

“The Murim Lord was too complacent in the first place!”

The audience’s attention is immediately focused on him.

“If I, the First Sword of Yunnan, send you Qing Guang, the late exponent of the Great Huashan Sect, I will be able to rip off the head of that Heavenly Demon, the heavenly demon b*tch, in one fell swoop!”

It looks as if Zhuge Liang is throwing his vote.

People around him seemed very moved and paid their respects to him.

“Oh, of course you are Cheonggwang Daehyeop!”

“If only a few more people like Cheonggwangdaehyup had been around, our midfield wouldn’t have been pushed back like this!”

The problem is…

“Phew.”

It’s just that I laughed without realizing it.

Of course, the ability itself seemed strong to some extent.

Honestly, the level seems inferior even to the current Ryu Seo-ah.

I couldn’t help but burst out laughing when someone with that level of ability spoke of the Heavenly Demon.

And of course.

“Who was laughing!”

The point of attracting unintentional aggro?

… Damn it.

I see him still looking around, so it looks like he hasn’t been caught, so I’ll have to hold on as long as I can… Ugh.

I have to endure it…Huuu…

“Huu…Hu…Puuup! Kwaaak! Oh my gosh! hahahaha!”

That. What. It is force majeure.

That’s what laughter is like.

If I try to hold it in, will it explode even bigger?

I burst into laughter without realizing it.

The attention that was focused on Cheonggwang immediately shifted to me.

This is, in short, a picture like this.

A foreigner suddenly comes in from nowhere and laughs at their hero.

Anyone can see that I am the villain.

Um, okay. I’m actually a villain.

I think I’m a little screwed.

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