Have a Meal Before You Go

Alcohol oddly calls for more alcohol.

If I pour a glass or two into my mouth, the world spins and feels very good. That's it? I need to pee without rest, thirst, and drink more.

Here you go.

If you are true to your instincts, you will inevitably encounter him the next day.

“Grrrgh.”

Jae-woo grabbed the boat and slowly walked away.

The sky is clear, but there is a very cool breeze to wear with long arms.

Jae-woo Choi was dying under a clear blue sky.

He encountered hangovers.

“Kuweek!”

Gekko Choi Jae-woo vomited. Out of the void comes a weariness.

It was too fast yesterday. Shit, my head hurts and the world is dizzy. I feel nauseous. I can't stand it.

I always think when I get hungover.

Never drink alcohol.

Jae-woo rubbed his eyes.

“If I drink again, I'm not human. ”

My stomach aches. The only thing I drink is empty water. At this time, I was desperate for hot soup.

.

Say, "Hi…… ”

Choi Jae-woo greeted Chulho, smiling and nodding his head.

“Welcome. ”

He smells like booze. The situation is the same here. Last night, Chulho and Echo Khan had a serious discussion about what happened last night.

It was obvious that Chulho was having a head-burning hangover.

“Grrrgh...... Ms. Grant, do you have any hot soup? ”

“Soup.”

Cheolho smiled.

“Please wait a moment. ”

As I was walking into the kitchen, Tangerine came out of the bathroom smiling brightly and reached out to Cheolho.

And I closed my eyes.

“Hannah!"

“…… hmm? ”

Choi Jae-woo tilted his head from there.

“Thick!”

Chulho picked up such a tangerine. I saw a frog bandage on his cheek. Tangerines open their eyes like they're excited! I screamed as I rose.

“Swoop! Swoop! Swoop! Swoop! Swoop!" ”

“Oh, dear.”

Chulho patted down Tangerine's butt. Tangerine ran out with excitement.

Enter the kitchen.

Yesterday I was angry.

So, to be honest, I tried to wipe the poriner out. However, after digesting the enormous magical power completely into his own hands, Chulho matures a little more.

“Hmmm…"

If you do, everything will be done very neatly.

But Poriner is a symbolic adversary to the Society.

They will face Poriner and gain much.

Sometimes they sacrifice, sometimes they lose, sometimes they frustrate. Desperate. In the process of crying and laughing, the group grows stronger and stronger. Establish a belief that will lead to generations to come.

Cheolho felt a lot through Magchang, the heavenly host, and the gentleman. Not only them, but also the guests who come to the diner.

They have beliefs.

Fight against the conflicting belief, the 'Forynor’ with the belief. Such a process is very important.

Cheolho was aware of the devastation when a very brilliant hero got rid of everything.

He was once a hero on the continent of Espan.

The symbol of doom, called the king of the world. A continent's hope, a miracle, a hero of all.

However, Chulho was too good and did too much.

After defeating the Demon King, hundreds of large boss monsters died. I rescued an empire. I rescued an empire.

At first, everyone cheered for him. It was about to become a religion that received Cheolho as a god.

However, everyone slowly leaned against Chulho.

Heroes with exceptional power are in short, the Elixir of Elixir. Everyone believes in it, and they don't want to pay for it.

Unpaid harvest causes nudity and corruption.

Makes you lose the value of having to pay for it. That sweetness leads to destruction.

His past experiences have become a big realization for Chulho.

“Hmm.......”

Oh, of course, I wanted to see the face of the guy who hurt Tangerine. How dare you hurt someone else's precious daughter?

Chulho suddenly smiled quietly, thinking until......

Strictly speaking, Tangerine is not the daughter of Chulho. Tangerines are dragons, and they're very different from the rest of the species.

But now Tangerine is a daughter. Suddenly, I opened a restaurant and ran to find Chulho Tangerine, who came to the restaurant.

“Papa!”

“What's the matter? ”

Chulho slightly pushes his head across the kitchen.

“Papa, join me. ”

“Huh?"

“I'm not going anywhere. ”

“...... ”

Suddenly, Chulho looked at the tangerine. Tangerine held a lizard doll in one hand. She wanted to make the world smile forever.

I want this world to evolve. Better. I want to live better.

“Yes, of course. ”

Cheolho nods. Tangerine ran again, smiling.

A lot of thoughts came and went.

My head got complicated, and I had more ideas. So, Chulho grabbed the pot.

* * *

Today's menu is champong.

In fact, it is not medically appropriate for hot, spicy, and hot things to be called "decontamination."

But when you drink it, you recognize it. Cheolho also used to eat hot things the day after drinking like a habit.

Hungry!

Steel can remove hangovers at any time. But for today, I wanted to enjoy that feeling for a while. My head was tingling, so I laughed.

It felt good to feel normal.

Cheers!

First, Chulho roasted vegetables in a very well oiled fry pan. Vegetables can be varied, but I'm thinking of putting in chopped cabbage today.

Stir-fry well until your breath is completely dead, and then place a chopped piece of Kraken flesh on top of it. At the same time, it's stir-fried like kingpin pork belly.

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk, tsk!

I felt a hot heat above the frying pan. Stir-fried for a while, the juice from the cracken and meat produces enough broth. On top of that, I sprinkled soy sauce and then added a lot of red pepper powder.

Glug glug! Hook!

Light flame rises above the frying pan. It feels pretty good to be hot.

Cheolho shouted at the table and asked.

“Taste the good stuff! ”

Choi Jae Woo fell down on the table and yelled.

“Very well!”

Then add a little more red pepper powder and stir-fry the ingredients thoroughly. In the meantime, chop green pepper and add more.

If I spread hot enough after roasting the moon, I pour water on it.

Uahhhhhh!

Contains enough water. One fry pan is quite deep, and the two of them are in enough water to get out.

Chulho boiled his arm over the heavy firepower. It also salts. Salt made from the tears of the sea gave a salty taste.

Seafood goes in here, for example, mussels.

Steel, who was searching the refrigerator, pulls out the shellfish.

It's called the Boomber Shell. The main attack vehicle is a bizarre shellfish monster that explodes. You can call it a bomb shell, but all you have to do is put two fingers together.

This guy removes the exploding area by trimming it. The flavor is halfway between the trousers and mussels. In addition, it tastes spicy on the insides and is good for putting in soup.

Fill the soup with boomer shells and wait to worry, and the soup will be ready.

“Oh dear.”

Chulho took out one World Water Leaf. I wanted to provide this level of service to my regulars.

A well-chopped world water leaf was moving in the soup.

Cotton is champong noodles bought at Eugene Ho's store, which recently houses the exemption shop in the market.

This is really done.

The most alcoholic in the world!

* * *

“Phew - Phew -”

Choi Jae-woo picked up a bag of champong cotton and blew. White steam rises from the dead. I put down the cooled cotton and drank the soup.

Choi Jae-woo's brow, which he drank, began to sweat drops.

The hot red spicy mulberry soup that was going over my neck touched the desolate stomach wall beyond my esophagus. It was thick and sweet, spicy and sweet.

I drank Jae-woo's soup for a long time.

Someone did.

The next day, the hot thing you want to do is drink it and sweat it. I feel refreshed when I sweat something.

Choi Jae-woo started sweating from his face as if he had entered the sauna. Cheolho glanced at him.

Choi Jae-woo, who was drinking soup, huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puff.

This is cotton. He takes a handful of cotton and eats it excitedly. He coughs as if he suddenly heard sand. Knng your nose once - untie it and say it again.

About time Choi Jae-woo ate all the cotton. Chulho pulled out some hot white rice and pushed it out.

“Yes?”

“You're a little less full, right? Served.”

“Ah...... Hahaha! Thank you!”

Jae-woo rolled hot rice on top of the soup that he had taken out of the cotton. Even though it tastes good to roll cold food, it's also tasty to dry hot food the day after drinking it.

It's hard to chew every single egg. If I just swallow it and eat it, I'll get full. I feel quite refreshed because I sweat.

Choi Jae-woo ate the newly dipped kimchi and emptied out all the soup.

“Hiya!”

He pounds his belly heavily. Somehow I thought I was worth living.

Ugh -

“Yesterday, the festival was over completely. ”

Choi Jae-woo opened his mouth with a good voice.

“Yes.”

“Lately, it's a backwater party after dinner. You pour a lot of booze. How many of his ceremonies are there, it's killing me. ”

“Hahaha.”

Jae-woo stood up after talking about things like that.

“I'll be going, then. Good job!”

“Goodbye. ”

Choe Jae-woo left the restaurant and thought his head was strangely tied. My vision became slightly distorted, and I suddenly had a perfect headache.

“Oh?”

As the headache settled, I felt unspeakable freshness. The sweat is so cool from the wind, your arms are wide open.

“Hahaha.”

I'm sober.

At the same time, he flew away like a hangover with a commitment to never drink again.

* * *

“....... ”

Black Mamba sits in the Sac Bay interrogation room. At what point, did he fall asleep?

Upon regaining consciousness, someone sits across from him. I look at it with a slight frown.

“It's you.”

The target has a bass voice. However, as soon as Black Mamba heard that voice, he was terrified.

It was like looking at the head of Poriner, Eugene Woo. His voice is creepy. It was a voice that created such overwhelming force, like it was gnawing away at the outer walls of the mind.

But it's the same for the man in front of you.

No, he's stronger.

Black Mamba stares at the target without saying anything. In fact, I couldn't move.

No, no, no!

This is bigger than the redhead kid from last time. Black Mamba just sits there, unable to roll her eyes.

“The times have saved you, Dark Elf. ”

The heavy voice echoes in my ears. His voice was dug into his brain, and it was literally branded alive. Black Mamba wept.

Pot!

Suddenly, the pressure disappeared.

I clicked and the light was on in the interrogation room. The matchmaker came in, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

“Udded.......”

Blackmamba's trousers are wet and damp. The healing Awakener comes, barely conscious, and he gives up his mind again.

“.......? ”

Magchang watched the urine flow down his pants.

“What's wrong with you? ”

Soon, I screamed.

End of Moon Night Circus

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