"Well, I'll go in first. Chef Haru, you're going in right away, right?”

"Oh, yeah. Well, yeah."

"There was an order from the chairman to be thorough about the details of the application. I explained it to you in detail, so you don't have to worry."

"Yes, I am. Thank you."

"Well, you've done a great job, chef. Of course."

After bowing politely, the foundation's staff quickly disappeared over the alley.

I found out later that he was not an ordinary employee, but a manager-level figure at his foundation.

As expected, it's different even if it's because the chairman sent it down himself.

Thinking so, one day I wandered around Newtown without going back.

As the time got late, the temperature dropped and the wind became fiercer.

The nose was cold because it blew over the edge of the coat, but I looked around without caring.

I wonder how long he's been hanging around like that. I could find a familiar face near the driver's restaurant where I did volunteer work before.

"One, here!"

Hey, Haru!

Haru waved his hand and one of the men who found him rushed over.

Maybe he went to the restaurant as usual and went to New Town after listening to Choi Han-seok.

One expression seemed more excited than ever, perhaps because of the expectation that she had finally found her grandmother and brother's new home address.

"You've been waiting a long time, haven't you? Come here. Since we're here, let's see my grandmother and brother's faces."

-Yes......!

I started to reverse the road I came back with Hana.

Passing through the fallen stone walls, long past the maze of winding paths.

Once again, I arrived at the house of Kang Ok-soon.

With a blue roof, a very small, shabby single room.

It was the one who rushed to the house, rushing through the day, but couldn't get inside easily and stood blankly in front of the house.

A subtle light leaked out of the door, perhaps because he had not slept yet.

All I could hear around me was the sound of the wind, so the voices of the two were faintly heard.

Grandma, then what happened? Can I go to school?

Yeah, of course. We can go to Daehan's school. I'll go with my grandma later and buy a nice bag and a notebook. We ate jajangmyeon on the entrance day. That's possible.

Really? But, Grandma. You said you couldn't do it. You said you had no money when you moved in a hurry.

I did. I did. Not anymore. The man who came earlier agreed to help. Apparently, your sister helped from heaven.

Really? Hana?

Hana helped Daehan and Grandma Lee. Why? Daehan used to put a piggy bank as a gift when you went.

Yes! Yes! My treasure piggy bank.

"In Doraimong's wallet…Daehan's piggy bank...….”

One was what I had been holding since I first came to the restaurant.

The grim reaper said. All the money that the ghost is carrying was donated by the bereaved families.

I can't believe Hana's old character wallet or coins in it came from Daehan.

It's a little cute, but on the other hand, it's heart-warming.

-You've been pushed to this house...….

One mumbled vacantly, looking at the shabby shack.

He seems to be quite shocked by the condition of the new house that doesn't look as good as he thought.

One tried to take a step toward the family, and soon paused.

"It's all right, Hana. Get in there."

Yes, Haru.

When I comforted him saying that the day was okay, he began to step slowly, perhaps because he was encouraged.One step, two steps.

After standing in front of the funeral, he whispered in a small voice.

Grandmother. Daehan. I'm here.

Of course, it would have been an inaudible voice for both of themselves.

Because the dead can't interfere with this world at all.

I was going to, but suddenly the long fingerprint door where Hana was standing opened.

"Huh? Daehan, what's wrong? It's cold outside."

"Grandma, that's not it. Didn't you hear something just now?”

"I heard nothing but a voice. Who's out there at this hour?"

"No, it is. Ugh. That's weird. I think I heard a very familiar voice."

"Don't say anything weird. Come on in. If you catch a cold, you can't even go to Kookmin school? Let's go to bed early because it's late.

"All right, grandma!"

Daehan poked his head out of the door and went back.

One stood at the door and stared blankly at Daehan and Kang Ok-soon.

'What the...'.’

One day was also quite a surprise.

It could be a simple coincidence, but it was too strange to write it off as a coincidence.

Did Daehan really listen to the voice of the day?

I didn't know exactly, but I was sure it had just come too far for Hana.

That is quite positive, too.

One didn't enter the house and turned around.

He returned to Haru with a slightly relieved look.

"Hana, do you mind if I don't go in?"

Yes, it's okay. Why, you know what? If a ghost is next to a living person, he or she will cheat.

"No, no matter how...….”

Haru. My grandmother and Daehan. You're healthy, right?

One looked at the day with a significant smile.

A laugh that is simply not happy. But he looked much more mature than an adult Haru.

One atmosphere has changed dramatically.

Just now, you've realized your resentment.

Then there was only one reason.

Like Chef Choi Han-seok, Hana also realized her resentment and regained her memory.

Even if it's the saddest memory of life.

Haru, who understood her mind, smiled softly around her mouth and opened her mouth.

"Yes, he was very healthy. Grandmother and Daehan. The person from Chef Choi Han-seok's foundation decided to take good care of him, so you don't have to worry."

Thank you, Haru. Thank you very, very, very much.

"You should thank Chef Choi Han-seok, not me. Well, Hana helped me a lot. You know that, right?

Haru said that and pointed to his watch.

The watch that the grim reaper left behind.

Perhaps without one, a day might not have survived so far.

Excuse me, Haru. so I have a small favor to ask you.

"Huh? What do you mean, please?”

One smiled awkwardly and naturally came to the side of the day.

He raised his head like a cat, looked into his eyes and asked carefully.

It's not that difficult. It's very, very simple...….

It's a bit unusual.

However, laughter naturally burst out after being asked a favor.

"What, you mean that? Of course! Don't worry."

-Hehe...…thank you!

The moon with the lights off running towards midnight.

Two people laughed bitterly in the middle of it.

* * *

"Excuse me?"

"Oh, yes, sir. May I help you?”

Word-of-mouth story of 2 p.m., which is hectic as usual.

A customer who was almost finishing the course raised his hand and called the server.As Kim Ho-sung, who was nearby, ran to him, a man dressed in a nice suit pointed to his soup bowl and asked carefully.

"There's been a slight change in the composition of the meal. I'm talking about this beef bone soup. I think it was originally a clear version."

It was true.

In the luxurious brass bowl, it was not the original clear beef soup, but the milky dark beef soup.

"Oh, right. We're renewing the menu little by little this time. Don't you like the new beef bone soup?"

"No, no. I think it tastes much better. I thought other menus besides beef bone soup got better, so I was wondering what it was, but you were renewing it."

"I'm glad you've been kissed. With our head chef Park Joo-hyuk...…. There's a young chef who stands out this time, and they're working hard together."

"Oh, my. A young chef who works together with Chef Park Joohyuk. You're a great man. You must have a lot of talent. Oh, by the way, could you wrap the beef stock for me? It's so delicious when it sticks."

The previous beef bone soup was delicious, but the changed one was much better, so the customer ordered extra to go.

Kim Ho-sung bowed politely and called one server to deliver the order.

Kim Ho-sung also waved his hand at Kim Ho-sung's comment that it was an additional order for beef soup, saying, "The server is amazing."

"Hosung's manager. By the way, the response to beef bone soup is no joke today. It's only 2 o'clock, but we've already been added and taken out nearly 10 times."

"I know. I didn't expect such a good response. It's so amazing. The same goes for the last Tteok-galbi. Strangely enough, if you take on just one thing a day...…, for this to happen."

As Kim Ho-sung said earlier, the young chef who is working together with Park Joo-hyuk was obviously Haru.

In the first place, Park Joo-hyuk was stubborn and started to change other menus starting with Gomtang, and he was really sweeping the kitchen of oral fairy tales with him.

Originally, the kitchen of Michelin-class restaurants such as oral fairy tales is assigned to each chef.

Specializing in sauce, boiling only soup, or cooking all the dishes using grills.

In addition, the head chef is the head chef who can handle all the ingredients and cooking utensils in this spacious kitchen.

In comparison, he is a conductor of classical orchestras.

One day, however, he was doing a similar job as Park Joo-hyuk, a head chef.

"Chef Haru, how much soup do you have left?"

"About 60 servings. Even considering the additional orders, I think it'll be enough to use today. Oh, what about grilled fish sauce abalone? Chef Park Joo-hyuk said earlier that there was a claim that the seasoning wasn't right."

"Oh... It's...….”

In the kitchen of a fairy tale like a battlefield.

The position of the day was up at some point.

I could tell by the way the fellow chefs spoke informally, looking down on them like their subordinates, turned into honorifics.

It was simply because chef Park Joo-hyuk, the head of the kitchen, was taking care of the day.

The biggest reason was Haru's tremendous rise in the chef's own skills.

The day's skills have improved ridiculously enough to break the pecking order of the kitchen, which is basically a hierarchy.

Of course, it was possible thanks to Choi Han-seok's help.

Haru, who stood in front of the grilled abalone, who is having difficulty cooking, dipped a bite of the handmade fish soy sauce of oral fairy tale.Choi Han-seok, who was floating around him, asked carefully.

Haru, how are you?

"The taste itself is good, but I think it's definitely a little strong. I think it smells fishy too. What should I do?"

Two people whispering.

Choi Han-seok, who finished his worries in a few seconds, opened his mouth.

-Let's neutralize it by adding a little vegetable stock. The fishy smell is...

"Wouldn't it be okay to add a little lemon to the broth and turn the grill a little higher? As the lemon juice oxidizes, it will remove the fishy smell.”

Oh, that's it. That's perfect, there's nothing to teach. Don't you think so? Hahaha!

"What? I learned it all from the chef. Of course."

Haru and Choi Han-seok found a solution in an instant.

One day, I opened my mouth looking at the chef who was in charge of the grilled abalone.

"Let's add a little vegetable stock and neutralize it. It smells a little fishy, so I think you can add lemon and raise the grill temperature to make it sour. What do you think?"

"Oh, right. I think you can do that. Thank you, Chef."

Chef bowing his head and bowing.

It was not easy to believe that this person was a senior who treated him poorly until a few months ago.

But I didn't have time to think about it.

A day of silence rushed to the front of the bone soup again.

Customers kept flocking, and the number of people looking for one day's beef bone soup continued to increase.

"What should I say?"

Park Joo-hyuk, who was handling the rush of orders, looked up for a moment and looked at the day.

An indescribable, but not so bad feeling.

When I just entered the kitchen with Master Choi Han-seok, I started to focus on cooking again, thinking that I looked strange.

The Michelin judge will be here soon, and his fate will also be determined when the results come out.

"One day..." No, I hope my choice to accept Master Choi Han-seok's opinion was right."

You must defend Michelin Three Star this year as well.

For Master Choi Han-seok's sake!

It was Park Joo-hyuk who was so busy muttering, but he didn't know.

The fact that the dice is already rolled.

And

"Here's your takeout menu. How was your meal?”

"Honestly, I wasn't sure at first. I heard that the taste of the food has changed compared to last year. But when I actually came and tried it...….”

Earlier, a male customer in a suit looked satisfied as he accepted Kim Ho-sung's beef bone soup.

Said meaningfully, sticking out the card for the calculation.

"As expected, it's a Michelin three-star restaurant for no reason."