Have a Meal Before You Go

The business ends at dawn.

The street was full of dishes, but somehow it bothered me. I decided to leave that to Echo, and I picked up a new fry pan.

Bloop!

The furnace ignites. If you raise the fry pan, it will quickly turn red.

Tsk, tsk!

Stir fried cabbage kimchi in a very sweet fry pan. If you wrap it in plenty of sesame oil or perilla oil, it will have a savory taste and aroma.

At the same time, they stir the pork belly full together.

It's the pork belly of the king pin I've always used. As the quality pork belly rose, it quickly became greasy.

If you add garlic, onions, onions, and onions and onions and stir-fry them continuously, the stir-fried pork kimchi that is good for eating in the middle of winter is finished. It's very simple and tasty.

Recently, I've been making stir-fried kimchi with alcohol. After eating only the things I felt for a while, I missed the salty and spicy taste.

Dawn guests are very rare these days.

Other than regular customers, there are people who sometimes go out to eat and drink alone.

In the old days, drinking alone was often referred to as mixed drinks. At that time, the abbreviations were very popular, and there were many words like mixed martial arts.

It gets very cold when the sun goes down.

Somehow I can't sleep, so I take a drink and put a speck of pork in my mouth. Strangely, if you eat fried kimchi, you can eat a bowl without even knowing it.

It was the same with Cheolho. Somehow I wanted white rice, so I took a big bowl. I roasted white pork belly separately, while giving it a try.

Yeah, it is.

Today's ‘mixed drinks’ menu includes stir-fried pork kimchi, grilled pork belly and white rice.

When Cheolho enjoys a good mix of drinks.

Knock, knock.

You hear a gentle knock. There was a man standing outside the door. I could tell by the silhouette. Cheolho said while cleaning his mouth.

“Come in.”

Musashabi.

Although Musabi was always as gentle as ever, there was a disturbance in his face. He asked Chulho politely.

“I took the liberty of asking if you know where the thunderstruck tree is. The longer I stay, the better. ”

“Thunderstruck trees. ”

Chulho thought of a bear.

Usually, it was made from lightning struck trees. It was okay to think of it as a wooden creature in any sense, but I was curious about Blasabee.

“The elder's strength is getting weaker and I think I need to supplement his body. ”

Despite being quite secretive, Blasabee told me without a lie.

Cheolho smiled.

However, lightning strikes the tree pretty hard to find, so I didn't even know about it yet.

“Do I have to get struck by lightning? ”

“Well...... No, but in our hometown, thunderstruck trees are the best. It's because I'm full of natural energy. ”

“I see.”

Moussavi adds.

“We think the strength of the elder is weakening because the natural energy is slowly dissipating. ”

Chulho opened his mouth again, thinking about the bear.

“Let's find out. Can you come back tomorrow? ”

“No. You can't hurt a friend. I was just asking if you knew. I'll look into it, sir. Don't bother. ”

“That's not it. ”

Chulho shrugged his shoulders.

“Maybe there's one in my warehouse. ”

“Chang...... Go? ”

Moussavi's face was unknown.

* * *

“Oh, dear.”

“Shut up!"

“Oh my, Zahra, I'm dying! ”

The back mountain has been noisy since morning.

Hodol crouches and falls asleep, raising his head. I frowned a little.

Looks like the two bothered spirits are here to torment themselves again.

Instead of a few tangerines, the fortress used to harass two monsters.

I stood up long yawning.

Soon, you see a man coming up from the other side whimpering.

Meow.

Hodol cries in a tone, "You damn beasts- why are you bothering me again?"

“Hehehehe!”

The squirrel hid my body behind the jumper. After he used to shoot acorns at tangerines and put them on his forehead, Hodol was a squirrel who used to get scared.

Hodol stares at them and yawns a long time.

I don't want to fight anyway. The squirrel is not bad, and he was just angry for a moment because he hit a tangerine.

“Hello. I'm here again today. ”

Meow.

A bothersome morning began.

The reason squirrels like the mountain behind is very simple.

Strangely, many delicious fruits were grown in the mountain. That was really weird.

In the mountains where squirrels lived, there was nothing to eat. In fact, it was a natural providence of winter.

But this place was strangely happy because there was so much to eat.

The squirrel sits under a neck tree, grumbling about how cold he is, and looks at the man with the blanket turned over. Then I climbed up the tree, giggling, giggling and laughing.

Delicious fruits were opened on the trees behind it. It was a blue-colored, tasty fruit, just like a thumbnail, with a very sweet and cool taste.

What was particularly remarkable was the seed. Bite the seeds, Isaac! Azak! The taste of chewing was very good and the taste of saltiness was amazing.

“Squirrel, grow and die! I'm freezing!”

“Wait a little longer! ”

The squirrel picks three fruits and throws them down. Zahra took it and shoved it in my mouth.

Ajax Ajax Ajax

Delicious. You stop growling and grin.

“Delicious.”

The squirrel throws fruit at Hodoli this time. Hodol takes it in the air and eats it.

Then he tasted it. Hodol didn't like the taste of this.

Hodol yawns and goes out looking for food. This mountain was preyed upon by Hodol. Starting with the sparrow, various creatures, including lice, rats and snakes, were prey to Hojo.

What we have in common is that we have gained a lot of weight together.

Hodol, who caught a mouse to bring to Cheolho's restaurant, licked the snow piled up.

Hodoli has been getting heavier lately. But the strength grows stronger. It became very sleek and strong.

Sometimes in the middle of the night, I get tired of it. So I used to run around, gnawing at trees, and fidgeting.

Meow.

Maybe.

Hodol thought he might become something else.

The squirrel and Zahra feasted on fruits and lay flat on their eyes. I pounded the bread belly with a heavy smile, the one who was crying out for the cold.

“Did you have a good meal today? ”

“That's right.”

In fact, they went to Cheolho's restaurant early in the morning and ate a lot of breakfast. I used to visit the mountain behind to eat dessert, but I ate a lot of fruit.

Then.

Hodol crouches, his head tilting. At the bottom of that mountain was the sound of an amber.

Human footsteps.

Soon, a man came up from there. He wasn't always watching, but he was hanging a wooden club on his waist. The Sackhaman Club was impressive.

“Oh, it was the land of the spirits teachers. ”

The man smiled softly and greeted. It was Musabi. He was the great king of the ducheon village and a great swordsman, but I was not afraid of him at all.

Even a frightened squirrel would think of him as friendly.

Moussavi walks straight down and sits next to Hodol.

“I'd like to pick up a little something from my back mountain, is that okay? ”

Hodol glances at Moussabi and sobs. Zahra and the squirrel stare at him breathlessly.

“Thank you.”

Moussavi takes his place and gets up. Then I started picking up the fruit that had fallen off the floor. Zahra and the squirrel carefully walked behind the Moussabi.

“What are you doing? ”

The squirrel asked, and Moussabi smiled.

“I'm picking up some fruit. ”

“Are you trying to eat? ”

“I'm okay with that. ”

“Strange things close. I can get you some new fruit. ”

Moussavi shakes his head at such a squirrel.

“This will suffice. Fresh things are for the people living in these mountains. Isn't that natural? ”

Moussavi only carries the right fruit in the sack of cloth he brought.

“What are you going to do with it? ”

“A barracks full of wine. ”

“Liquor?”

Musabi pulls out a jar of dancing whistles.

“Would you like to try it? ”

Growing up, the squirrel's eyes sparkled.

After handing over the jar, Moussavi looks around the back mountain. But I didn't see the tree I wanted here either.

Not really.

Maybe it was dark under the lamp or something.

When I returned to where I had been circling the mountain a little.

The two beasts are gone.

“....... ”

The Blader scratches his head.

.

Winter's evening comes quickly.

Chulho shrugged his shoulders as he ran out of food prepared today. Today's menu was kimchi stew.

Kimchi stew with a lot of meat is best eaten in winter. When it's cold like this, we need food to fill our insides with confidence.

I like the way kimchi is used nowadays, and the menus have been turning around.

We have one more guest coming tonight. I have one thing for the guest.

As the night went deeper, Moussavi arrived with a frowning face. It looks like you haven't made much progress.

It was the number of worlds that Cheolho prepared.

The world's greatest tree, known by Chulho, was also the number of the world. Much better than being struck by lightning.

Chulho opened the sub-space without hesitation and summoned Kasim.

Thankfully, Kasim was not surprised to see the doppelganger.

“Qasim. One more World Tree to go, right? ”

“There's only one plant left and seven dead trees left. ”

“.......? ”

Moussavi only stared at him with a face that he didn't know what was going on in English.

“This is the number of the world. ”

Qasim brought back about thirty centimetres of fresh timber. The roots are well covered, so if you plant them on the ground, they will grow.

“World number.......? ”

I have never seen the number of worlds in the eastern continent. That's why it would be an awkward tree for Musabi.

Chulho did not explain it in detail.

“Take this and plant it. Probably, not bad at all. ”

“Oh.”

Moussavi blinks quietly. I thought it smelled very refreshing. It was the smell of nature.

“This… looks very precious. ”

At his words, Chulho shrugs.

“Don't worry. I don't need it. ”

“...... ”

Musabi seems to be worried. However, he nods, making sure he doesn't find himself in any position to cover up.

“First of all, thank you. The strength of the Elder is getting weaker by the day. But I think this will help a lot. We thank you for being so precious to us. ”

After saying thank you for your elongation, Moussavi left the restaurant.

Cheolho followed the hustler out, standing in the alleyway and snatching cigarettes.

I thought I'd go for a drink, but I guess I was in a hurry.

* * *

Meanwhile.

It was around that time that Zahra and the squirrel woke up.

"....... where is this place?"

The squirrel asked with an anxious face. Earlier in the day, I remembered getting a jar of marshmallows and sneezing, but then I didn't think of anything.

".......!"

Back then.

In the head of the squirrel, the past moments passed like a horse's nest.

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