My Dad Is Too Strong

early morning

a load of ingredients on the table

Seol Yoon-hee's face showed signs of uneasiness.

A pack of groomed chickens and cabbages, potatoes, carrots, onions and various spices.

It was something Yong-yong took out from the morning, saying he was making braised spicy chicken.

Yong-yong, with a full smile, runs around the kitchen and prepares for cooking.

Yong-yong said he would go to the center with Do-jun, who is trying to make braised spicy chicken for a child named Cecilia.

"Yong-yong?"

"Yes."

"......why are you taking out the fish sauce?"

"Hahaha. It's in the cookbook.

It's true.

There was sand lance in the ingredients of Braised Spicy Chicken.

Looking closely, all the ingredients Yong-yong took out were exactly as they were in the cookbook.

Seol Yun-hee thought maybe Yong-yong could make the right dish.

"What should I do in the morning...…."

"Take Karsiel and Byul to eat."

"What about your father?"

"We decided to go to the center and eat Braised Spicy Chicken together...…."

It was then.

Bang!

A roar came from the kitchen.

Seol Yoon-hee looked back in surprise.

Dojun put down the newspaper he was reading for a moment and looked at the kitchen.

The eyes of Yong-yong and Do-jun, who had a charcoal-black face, crossed.

Lord, Master! Don't worry!'

"......yes."

Dojun thought it was okay now.

Center, buffer zone.

A girl was rolling about in a field of warm sunlight. Her name is Cecilia. Here, as the creator of the buffer zone, he was spending a boring day because he had nothing to do but greet an adventurer who sometimes moved between floors.

Boom boom!

Cracks form in the air.

That, it's a sign that an adventurer is coming.

Cecilia's gaze naturally turned toward the crack.

And he smiled broadly, realizing that the self that appeared in the crack was Do-jun and Yong-yong. Spread the white wings that were folded and fly fast.

"Adventure!"

If there is any pleasure in her lately.

It was the delicious food that Dojun brought with him.

Somehow, unlike other adventurers, Dojun was able to come to the buffer zone every time he moved the floor, when he brought food from the earth.

"I've been waiting!"

"It's been a long time no see."

"Yes! Hey, did you bring it today?"

"......."

Dojun dodged the eye a little.

Cecilia, who was smiling, tilted her head slightly.

***

Braised spicy chicken is really delicious.

Last time, I tried the braised spicy chicken that Dojun brought.

Once eaten, it was a magical food that couldn't get out of course.

"Ha,"

When I opened the lid of the pot, the steam rose.

Somehow Yong-yong smiled with a proud smile and fed Cecilia's front plate full of chicken. A lot of potatoes, carrots, and onions, too. The soup also poured two ladles. In the morning, Seol Yoon-hee filled the bowl with fresh white rice.

Cecilia tried a spoonful of soup as it was.

"......."

What is it?

Try another spoonful.

Laughter gradually faded from Cecilia's face.

Then, I took the drumstick and ate it.

"What is it?"

"Hahaha. It's good, right? I made it.

"......really."

Dojun breathed a short sigh.

by the way

"How delicious! This is the best!"

What?

Dojun's ears were suspicious.

If you have a normal taste.

Yong-yong's braised spicy chicken couldn't have been delicious.

A sour and bitter taste.

"Hahaha. Eat a lot." I did a lot on purpose.

"Yes! I'll have another bowl later!"

Dojun tried a spoonful of soup.

And he looked at the two men, who were rushing to eat braised spicy chicken, with an incomprehensible look.

"What a good meal!"

Cecilia looked genuinely happy.

Dojun sealed the dishes in a plastic bag and put them in the 'Ibela's pocket.'

Anyway, I'm glad you enjoyed the meal.

"It's a taste I really want to eat every day."

"Really?"

"Yes! I really envy you. You can eat this kind of food every day."

Yongyong's Braised Spicy Chicken every day.

No matter how much Dojun, it was too much.

Still, this is a great improvement compared to the beginning.

"When you come to Earth, I'll do it for you."

"I'd love to, but unfortunately I can't."

Cecilia laughed bitterly.

"I can't get out of this world. Of course, I can always go out if I want to."

"It's paradoxical."

"......yes. But I really can't get out."

"Why?"

This is the reason.

What good is it to explain this?

But I decided to tell him.

"My body has already died out. That's why. This world I created......... Get out of the buffer zone, and the rest of my soul will be gone."

It's a pretty heavy story.

Dojun stared at Cecilia quietly.

I didn't think it was a joke.

"But don't worry! Instead, I'll be forever unless I get out of here. Adventurer, I can keep helping you. Of course, if you bring delicious braised spicy chicken, you can use more strength!"

I can give you artifacts.

I can give you the desired information of the core.

Unlike other adventurers, Dojun was a special being.

I could know without having to say it.

"Coo-wool..."

the one who knelt down all on his knees with overwhelming force in the Great War.

Just by looking at Overload following him, one can see that he is extraordinary.

One question is, why can't I see through him with the "eye of truth"?

"......."

It occurred to me that one day Tusitala muttered.

First, when you finish the tutorial step 1 of the center and move on to step 2.

He might save you. Cecilia.

Then I met Cecilia.

If it were salvation, it would prevent what Cecilia calls "disappear."

"Adventurer."

Cecilia grinned.

"I mean. I think that's enough if you do your best in your position. So, what I'm trying to say is......... I'll do my best in my place, adventurer. You do the best you can."

Her eyes and mouth were smiling, but apparently Cecilia was shaking with anxiety.

She was forced to smile. What is making her so anxious?

Dojun sighed. Then I beckoned her.

It meant come a little closer.

"Huh?"

Cecilia is approaching.

Just.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

Cecilia, rubbing her hand against her forehead hotly, with a discontented look.

"Tell me."

"What, what?"

"Why do you go out of the buffer zone and your soul dies?"

"......it's a secret."

Swoosh.

Dojun rounded his fingers again.

Then Cecilia, in a fright, covered her forehead with her hands and pulled it out backwards.

"Ba, it's Baal! I'm swallowed by Baal right now......... if I get out of the buffer zone, my soul will surely be destroyed by Baal."

"What if you kill Baal?"

"But I'm destroyed."

"Because your soul is in Baal's body?"

"......yes. You ask me surprisingly casually, don't you?"

Cecilia laughed bitterly.

It's okay, though. Unless he goes out, Baal can't get the power of the 'space.'

If Baal gets that power, something really can happen. It might be better for you to die out with Baal. And killing the current Baal, as far as he knows, will only be an overload.

No.

"Adventurer. By any chance."

"Huh?"

"Are you stronger than Overload?"

That's ridiculous.

Maybe, what Overload calls "Master."

I wondered if it was because I gave him up by force.

Something I've been curious about.

Dojun nodded.

"......really?"

Looking into his eyes, he didn't seem to be lying.

a really incredible answer How can this be?

I thought the speed of breaking through the floor was unusual.

Cecilia pushed herself forward and shouted.

"When you go down to the heart, kill Baal!"

"Even when your soul dies?"

"I don't care. That's the best choice. It was my mistake that Baal had caught in the first place....... The key was stolen....... Yeah. That's better."

Dojun sighed.

"Someone will be sad when you die. Besides, I don't want that either."

There may be a few more.

But as Dojun knows, he knew at least one person anyway.

Fairy Tusitala.

a central helper

Do-jun suddenly thought of Cecilia, who was rushing to eat Braised Spicy Chicken, saying that Yong-yong's cooking was really delicious, and laughed.

It's really delicious! This is the best!

Dojun said.

"The food was delicious today, wasn't it?"

"......yes."

"There is much more delicious than that in the world. I haven't tried everything either. When you go to Earth, I'll let you eat what you want."

"......really?"

Dojun nods his head.

"So, try to cherish your life."

"......what is it, it is."

Cecilia smiled furtively.

Then he smiled a sad smile.

"If that happens. I think I'm gonna cry for joyfully."

Thinking about it already moistened my eyes.

But he did not shed tears. It's not time to spill it yet.

It's really time to cry, like Dojun said, to go to Earth and eat delicious food.

Yong-yong was sleeping comfortably in the world.

Looking at Yong-yong like that, he said to Do-jun, "Nasumak."

"Adventurer. Actually, the braised spicy chicken didn't taste good today."

"As expected."

"By the way, it was delicious."

The word "delicious" now is.

It wouldn't be just sweet or salty.

Yong-yong made it carefully for Cecilia, and brought it and shared it with her.

The warm heart itself is a "taste."

Do-jun smiled.

***

After an early dinner.

Dojun was working on his laptop in the living room. Seol Yun-hui and Byul were taking a bath together, and Karsiel was folding the laundry by Dojun's side.

Bang!

Karsiel shrugged.

Something exploded on the kitchen side.

What on earth does he do when he cooks?

Dojun was genuinely curious. However, there was no touch.

Carthiel looked at the kitchen, where black smoke came up.

It's... it's weird.

Yong-yong looked around with his front paws, sulking his induction.

After returning to Earth from the buffer zone, it was still low.

"...Master?"

"Huh?"

It was strange.

The crime scene, which would have already been judged by Do-joon.

However, Dojun did not take any action.

"......nothing."

Maybe it's because you all have ideas.

Carthiel began to fold the laundry again.

Yong-yong has been working on making 'dakbokkeumtang' since a while ago.

It was clear that he had heard Cecilia say 'tasteless'.

"What's the problem?"

Yong-yong tasted the soup of braised spicy chicken.

It's really delicious. What in the world is that it didn'

"Carthiel."

"Yes. Monk Isaas."

"Taste this for me.

There was an earthquake in Karsiel's pupils.

And looked at Dojun.

"Lord, master..."

He meant to save his life.

And

Master, please taste it.

Do-joon's hand stopped beating on the keyboard.