Have a Meal Before You Go

Lise was fighting the pain of creation. Sometimes, no. Very often.

There are times when she has nothing to use.

Fighting was rather easy. She was one of your born lords, and there were countless horsemen under her command.

At that time, I never thought it would be so hard to write on paper. In fact, I thought it would be difficult to translate the imagination into writing.

But as the godfather's series hit the fan, and every two copies increased, her burden doubled.

“Ha.”

She grabs her hair. When I took out my grip, my hair went out of the way.

“Ahh!”

She falls on her desk. The right to finalization, 'Seventh Master’, was blocked in the middle.

“Aaahhhh!”

She screams elongated. The text was photographing an invisible wall of sheep and supporting stones.

In fact, she liked to write as a hobby back in the day. At that time, I could write as much as I wanted while working in agriculture. After working all day, I could write all night after leaving whatever I could write.

It was a really fun and happy hobby. There was so much stuff in my head, I couldn't handle it.

However, after pouring out all of those thoughts and feelings, only empty voids remained in my head.

Yes, it is.

She plunges into the slumps of Bahá 'r. The Godfather series hit the fan, and the money was literally piled up like a mountain. Lise couldn't handle the overflowing money, so she left it all to Chulho.

Roughly, it will be more than 600,000 dollars. There will be $10,000 more for selling the Drama Ticket this time, and if the drama hits, the book will be sold more.

When she first wrote her book, television and drama were a world she couldn't even dream of. In the meantime, the sudden development of the world contributed to the increase in profits.

The first drama to be broadcast since TV was released was the "Godfather" series, which made her quite proud but burdensome.

“Ahhh-”

I don't know.

Not today.

The seventh godfather was only delayed by one day.

.

Night.

Summer nights are quite pleasant in many ways.

The sound of loving weeping grasshoppers and the breeze of summer breeze. The hot soil is moderately cold, so if you touch it, the aesthetic feeling is good.

When you leave the window open, a breeze comes in and passes through your neck. Somehow, the season of summer seemed to have the smell of summer.

Ta-da! Ta-da!

Out there, I hear a ringtone or something. Cheolho left the restaurant with a smile on his mouth.

Tangerines were riding their bikes hard, from the end of the alley to the other end. The bike had a frog mark on it, and it was a four-legged bicycle with sided and sided bicycles.

Tangerine was wearing a helmet and pedaling very hard. Beep, beep, beep! Every time you brace the pedals, the frog beep beeps.

“Papa!”

Tangerine smiled brightly at her father.

“Kyuri bar! ”

Tangerine clammed her lips and pedaled vigorously. The auxiliary wheel touches the ground and grunts. I pressed the bell on the bike as if the tangerine was exciting.

Ta-da!

Chulho waited for the tangerine to come close, then stopped the bike.

“Tangerine played too much today. ”

“Can they play more? ”

“You should stop sleeping today. Play again tomorrow, right? ”

Tangerine nodded as the bear thought.

“Ugh.”

Then I snuck my bike around, parked it safely by the door of the diner.

“Go to hell! ”

Looks like he even named his bike. His name was Koroc. He asked why Koroc, and the frog creature sitting on my shoulders was always crooked, crooked and cried.

If you bring it to Tangerine like that, today's business is over.

Chulho quietly took out the book.

[The sixth godfather.]

Cheolho didn't like the godfather's series very much, but it made him feel better. It was because the unique elements of the godfather's series were alive well, but in the sixth series, I felt a slight change.

“Hmm-”

What is it?

Cheolho tilts his head over the bookshelf. What should I say - this is……

“Are you there?”

About that time.

A visitor arrives. Cheolho stands up, covering his book.

“Oh, welcome. ”

The guest in front of me is Lee Sang-hyuk, a frequent critic. Critic Lee Sang-hyuk is famous for writing one line for most books that are published. He used to... [‘Godfather's series is like a morning drama. It's a masterpiece of art, but a curious masterpiece’]

I once commented on a series called The Godfather.

He was roughly 40 years old and he always wore a clean white shirt and black long trousers, with his hair well brushed.

“Today....... I want some tuna mayonnaise. ”

“Of course.”

Cheolho nodded his head and walked into the kitchen.

It's not that hard to make tuna mayonnaise. Pick canned tuna that has been supplied for some time, remove the oil, and add a very finely chopped spinach or green onion. Then, put it in the fire, slice the roasted bacon thoroughly, sprinkle with salt, and then mash it with mayonnaise.

Tuna Mayonnaise is good for dinner and good for drinks, although Mayonnaise is a good place to go, and I've been eating a lot lately.

Chulho came out with a bowl of tuna mayonnaise and placed it in front of Lee Sang-hyuk.

“Soju, please. ”

“Yes.”

It goes well with Soju. The oily ingredients of mayonnaise, tuna, and bacon are first-rate initiatives to reduce hangovers. Perhaps when you need to drink more alcohol than you do, if you use tuna mayonnaise as a shelter, it will be effective in updating your usual records.

Lee Sang-hyuk slowly started eating soju and tuna mayonnaise. He usually has little to say, and Chulho lifts up his book without any pressure.

The Godfather series was fascinating with the dense development of the brain, the sudden humor code, and the chaotic romance. It's time for quiet meals.

“I'm here. ”

Lise barges in through the back door of the diner. Lise went to the diner last night to get a drink, but I think it's because of the stress about the last volume of the godfather's series.

“You want a drink? ”

“Yes....... something poisonous. ”

She was also an alcoholic, not drunk enough. Chulho handed her the coin he had saved. Suddenly, she looked at the plate of Lee Hyuk and tasted it.

“I'll have a tuna mayonnaise, too. ”

Chulho made another tuna mayonnaise and gave it to her.

There will be fewer than ten people in this city who know that Lise is the author of the Father's series. No one knows except for the rice restaurant. She grows dull, inhaling the liquor.

Cheolho turned his gaze to the series of godfather.

About that time.

“You're the sixth godfather, right? ”

Lee Sang-hyuk was surprisingly interested.

“Oh, yeah. ”

Cheolho glances at Lise. I didn't think he'd be interested. Maybe, if you'll excuse her. Lise flinches and tries to look away.

Lee Sang-hyuk glanced at the book and nodded.

“That's a good article. ”

“Hmm?"

“It's a good article. because they are true to their duty. I kind of like that series. ”

Chulho blinks.

“I see.”

“Yes, people curse because it's so horrible, but it's also true. It's one of the fun things. Because the fun part is, you can find more of it than you think. If you have a hundred writers, you have a hundred fun ways to do it. ”

“Oh.”

Cheolho nods.

Lee Hyuk suddenly frowned and took a soju cup.

“But writers who have fun in such a unique way can easily be broken down by some means. ”

“What kind of triggers? ”

“It's popular.”

Lee Sang-hyuk tapped the temple.

“When you become popular, you lose your identity. In short, for example, the godfather series, the sixth series. ”

Cheolho showed me his book, "The Sixth Master."

“Until the fifth series, it was all about traditional theatres, chaos, and dramatic evolution. But the sixth? ”

Lee Sang-hyuk added with a very cynical voice.

“My guess is, the writer has an artist's disease. You don't believe in yourself in a unique way, and you start imitating someone else's way. ”

“Ah-”

Cheolho only realized why the sixth godfather was not easily read. Something philosophical and curiously darkening to teach.

“When identity is shaken, a funny writer quickly destroys it in a unique way. If no one can catch it, it collapses like a black hole. Then the slump will come. They don't usually get over the slump. In their industry, it's called being swept away. ”

“....... ”

Cheolho glances at Rise. Lise noticed that somehow she was very focused. Chulho narrows his eyes and waits for his next words.

“I don't think there are any borders to fun. I tend to think that something is luxurious, something is inferior, and value is meaningless. And of course, this is a personal view. ”

“I see.”

Lee Sang-hyuk lightly nodded his head.

“He's an interesting writer, and I don't want him to get swept away. I want to feel confident in my own way. ”

Lise was somewhat moved. Her fuzzy face begins to revitalize.

She jumps to her feet. Then, I poured liquor into my mouth and drank. Even Cheolho flinched! It was a violent performance. She grabbed the shoulder of Lee Sang-hyuk, who had just shot a bottle of carrot.

“I'm not getting swept away! Thank you!”

Then I kissed him on both cheeks and ran to the back door of the diner in excitement.

“....... ”

Chulho looked at him quietly, adding awkwardly.

“This is my brother...... As you can see, he's a little sick. I'm sorry."

“Oh, no, no, no. ”

I nodded my head with a puckered face.

.

.

Mute -

Mino looks over there.

There was a large wooden house with a spirit system on it, and the fire kept on. Lise is already asleep, but she's working late today.

- Uh-oh!

I hear something.

- Kahahaha!

The freak resounded.

Minos shudder. Everyone forgets, but she was a vampire monarch of the past. It reminded me that I used to smile like that throughout the battlefield.

When I asked her one day, she was told that when she did something very enjoyable, she didn't even know she was smiling.

- Wa-ha-ha!

Like a madman, Lise shouted all night long.

* * *

The next day.

Cheolho received a batch of plaintiffs through Rise. The bundle is very thick, and somehow Lise's face is illuminated.

“Transcript of conclusion. Can anyone sneak a peek at the publisher? ”

“Sure."

Chulho shakes his head lightly.

“By the way, how did you finish it? ”

I know she was struggling with the slums.

Lise smiles brightly and nods.

“Yes. I threw it all away yesterday and wrote a new one. ”

“New?”

“Yes, it was fun. Ah-ha-ha!”

She walks to the table, excited. Cheolho glanced at the manuscript. I noticed a plaintiff whose volume would be 1.5 times larger than the original volume.

Chulho hesitates and asks her to be jealous.

“Can I see it first? ”

“Whatever!”

Cheolho sat down and slowly started handing over the bookshelves. And I was shocked to hit my brain.

A creepier, weirder, and more chaotic romance rises.

My back waters froze and my nose was spicy as if I were eating a shredded carp.

Th-that's what I thought, too.

Lise managed to escape the slump.

< Do not sweep away. > End

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