My Dad Is Too Strong

early dawn

The first to rise and show up was Karsiel. Dragon was not very affected by the weather, but he was wearing a pink tight couple pajamas tailored to Seol Yun-hui's couple. I gave a slight yawn to Do-joon, who was reading the newspaper.

"Good morning, Master."

"You woke up early today."

Dojun smiled, sipping coffee.

Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, it was just past 6:10.

Walking into the kitchen, Dojun baked sliced ham, and made fried eggs. Thinking of having a simple breakfast together, Dojun finished two sandwiches and served them with milk.

"Well, I should have prepared..."

Carthiel stammered, not knowing what to do.

Soon, however, he took a bite of Dojun's sandwich, and began to eat hurriedly with a happy look that seemed to have all the world. Do-jun smiled and wiped the apple sauce around Carthiel's mouth with a wet tissue.

"Delicious?"

"Yes!"

"Good thing."

Do-jun started reading the newspaper again, eating sandwiches with coffee.

Carthiel, who was chewing with a sandwich in his mouth, stared at Dojun's face unknowingly.

"........."

"Is it not enough?"

"Oh, no!"

"Tell me if you want more."

"Yes, yes."

Eight months have already passed since Karsiel settled on Earth along Yongyong. Carthiel, who lived in Korea and has seen countless humans so far, thought that Dojun was a truly amazing person. There were several reasons.

The first was by far the 'power' of Dojun.

Karsiel dared to conclude that Dojun was the strongest man at all levels. So far, countless strong players have challenged him, but whenever he did so, Dojun easily overpowered him with overwhelming force. In terms of species alone in the central ecosystem, humans themselves were the lowest species, and Dojun's power was indeed paradoxical.

The second was, nevertheless, that Dojun seemed to have no greed.

In most cases, the strong had a tendency to show off their power and to seek recognition from others. Far from showing off, however, Do-joon rarely stepped forward without doing anything.

The third was personality.

Dojun showed little emotion. Like, everything feels like a masterful freshness. There has never been a violent reaction, such as shouting angrily, crying over something sad, or laughing at something funny.

"Ah."

I ate all the sandwiches before I knew it.

Although Dojun's cooking skills were not very good.

The food he made felt normal 'delicious'. However, the difference was that eating Dojun's food calmed down and made him feel stable.

"Excuse me, master."

"Yes."

Carthiel brought up the questions he had kept in his mind all along the way.

"Have you ever felt afraid?"

The question was very comprehensive.

There were many kinds of fear.

However, you must have experienced any kind of fear at least once.

"There must have been."

"What?"

"But, at least not recently."

Dojun came to think about himself in the past.

What kind of person was he before the transition to the midfield, which I don't remember at all now? What about yourself when you just moved to the midfield? Whatever it is, there must have been a lot of fears in the days of weakness.

"No, I'm surprised."

"Why?"

"I didn't think the master felt that way, but he could have."

Do-jun smiled at Carthiel, who was pouting with surprise.

"If there's a situation that makes me feel scared, I'll feel that way, too."

You can't take everything away.

That would be the most ideal, but I'm also a person after all.

Is there anyone else but God who wouldn't mind when faced with fear?

However, Do-joon thought that he would never feel the feeling of "fear" in the future."

Today's lunch was a lunch box.

Do-joon, Kang Chul-soo and Kwon Hyuk-soo decided to eat in the staff lounge. A large screen TV set in the lounge was airing a program called The Man's Table. It wasn't a live broadcast, it was a rerun, but as you can see from the title of the program, it was a cooking broadcast.

"That's very popular."

Kang Chul-soo said, eating a piece of pork cutlet.

As if to agree with that, Kwon Hyuk-soo nodded.

Although it was a cable broadcast, it was a super-popular film with an audience rating of over 8 percent.

When the kimchi is cooked, add green onions and chili powder.

"I watch it, too."

"Hyuksoo, you too?"

"Yes, sometimes I try to follow them."

"That's right. You live by yourself."

Dojun listens to their conversation.

I watched a male chef making kimchi stew in the screen. Then, I suddenly remembered when Yong-yong made kimchi stew. Recalling the taste of kimchi stew, which is still unforgettable and shockingly tasteless, he spat out the phonetics.

***

This has been his table. Thank you, see you next week!

As soon as the show is over.

Yong-yong felt something hot coming up from his chest. The glitzy speech and deft handwork of a male chef stirred up the instinct as a cook(?) that had been forgotten.

Squeeze.

Turn off the TV power with the remote control.

I wouldn't have felt this way if I had been normal, but it was different now.

"The Man's Table" is Yong-yong's favorite program, and he used to think about it without much thought, but today's theme was kimchi stew.

"...Isaas?"

said Carthiel, who was folding the laundry, in a voice filled with anxiety.

And in my heart I hoped it wasn't. Yongyong's dish, especially kimchi stew, was really terrible. I can't understand how it tastes like the same ingredients.

"You're not going to make kimchi stew, are you?"

Karsiel was quite frightened.

The expression was so funny that Yong-yong laughed.

Yong-yong was well aware that the kimchi stew he made last time was tasteless. No matter how tactless you were, it wasn't enough to repeat the same mistake.

"Don't worry. I'm going to follow the recipe over there this time.

Yong-yong raised his thumb.

"Really?"

"I'm sensible, too.

The words gave Carthiel some relief.

I'll go grocery shopping at the mart.

Just because you're making it according to the recipe, you won't get as terrible a result as last time. In "The Man's Table," the chef's kimchi stew was a simple and easy recipe to call the standard recipe. If the person who cooks for the first time follows, at least I'll do the basics.

"Yes. Have a safe trip."

Carthiel began to fold the laundry peacefully again.

***

After a while

Yong-yong, who had shopped at the mart, took out the ingredients in the envelope.

Pork neck, tofu, pepper, and green onion. Carthiel, who was sitting still and studying Hangul, got up and approached and checked the contents.

"It's okay."

"Hahaha. Don't worry.

"Let me help you."

"It's all right. You're resting.

Karsiel returned to his seat, and Yong-yong prepared to make kimchi stew in earnest.

I took out old paper from the refrigerator and beef soda from the cupboard.

Watching from a little distance, Carthiel, in addition, looked to see if he was taking out any strange materials. Fortunately, there was no such hint.

"Lulu."

Yong-yong hummed and began to wash the rice.

Last time, I learned how to cook rice properly from Anne, so it was easy.

After placing the rice in the rice cooker, Yong-yong filled the pot with rice water, threw pork neck, and began to boil.

Clap clap!

Yong-yong is busy running around the kitchen.

I couldn't stop humming what was so pleasant. Now that I think about it, Yong-yong had a lot of interest in cooking. Looking at that figure, I now feel like I've completely adapted to the Earth, so I'm laughing.

Tick.

6:30 p.m.

Looking at the clock, Carthiel slowly realized that it was time for Dojun to come back.

***

띡띡.

I can hear the password.

Soon the door lock was released and the gate opened.

Karsiel got up while studying, went to the front door, and bowed politely to Dojun. Do-jun smiles and strokes Carthiel's head, coming in.

then

at a pause

Do-jun stopped walking as he was entering the living room.

No, stop and walk back to the kitchen as if nothing had happened.

And I looked down at Yong-yong, who had fallen into ecstasy to make kimchi stew.

In the pot, pork neck and old kimchi float in the red broth.

seem to be in the middle of course.

"Huck! Welcome.

Yong-yong, who found Do-jun, wagged his tail and smiled broadly.

Dojun nodded lightly, then went into the main room, took off his suit, packed his clothes, and went straight into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Dojun sat on the sofa and read the newspaper without a word.

However, he folded up the newspaper and put it on the table and was lost in thought.

Do-jun, who closed his eyes for a while in a calm look, stopped contemplating and opened the newspaper again.

The process took place in just one minute.

Splash!

Yongyong put tofu in boiling water.

Is it because there is little noise except cooking?

The sound of tofu falling into the water is especially loud.

Swoosh.

Dojun slightly lowers the newspaper and looks toward the kitchen.

Carthiel, who was studying Korean, realized that Dojun felt different from usual.

Obviously, his expression was as grave as usual, but his behavior was a little different.

"Oh, this isn't it..."

Yong-yong tilted his head and glanced over the recipe, throwing the sliced peppers. Then, he whisked the red pepper powder in until the soup turned red.

".........."

Dojun's eyes were fixed on the kitchen side.

Then, Carthiel and his eyes met.

I read the newspaper again as if nothing had happened.

Slurping.

Yong-yong tried a spoonful of kimchi stew soup from the pot.

"Well... ...it's a little different from what I thought it would taste like."

Do-joon's hand, which was turning the pages of the newspaper, stopped.

And

"Master, please take a look at the taste!

Clap clap!

Yong-yong approached Do-jun with a spoon of kimchi stew.

Carthiel, then, Dojun's eyes.

Very fine, but slightly, very slightly shaken.

"Yes."

Dojun put kimchi stew in his mouth in a spoon.

After holding the soup in his mouth for a while, Dojun slowly passed the soup over to his neck.

"Delicious."

"Really?"

Dojun nodded and returned the spoon.

Yong-yong shouted 'Yay!' and entered the finishing touches of the dish.

Sarak.

Dojun finished reading the newspaper.

Karsiel realized that Dojun had returned to his original, tranquil state.

The taste of kimchi stew must have been normal.