Of course, Michelin Guide's screening standards are never easy.

From the taste and quality of basic food to the interior and location of the restaurant, the price and reception.

It is no exaggeration to say that almost everything one restaurant can evaluate.

Of course, the assessment process is also complex.

At least three or as many as five judges travel around the city to visit restaurants.

The judges are roughly divided into two ends, the first being judges who visit restaurants without revealing their identity.

The easiest example is a man in a suit who visited a oral fairy tale just a few days ago.

On the surface, he was just a customer who knew well about the restaurant called oral fairy tale, but he was a Michelin inspector who hid his identity.

Anyway, this is the first one.

And secondly, there are judges who conduct more full-fledged screening, such as taking pictures of kitchens or dishes while revealing their identity.

Like this.

"You know, I mean...….”

"My name is Lee Jin-sung, a member of the Michelin Guide. I'd like to cover an oral story, would that be okay?”

Kim Ho-sung did his best to act with a casual expression.

Pretending to be as fine as possible even though I was going crazy.

This is about the situation.

Looking at the guests while guarding the hall as always, isn't a server suddenly running in a contemplative manner?

A strange customer said he was looking for the manager.

I went carefully to see if it was a claim again, but you suddenly took out a business card with the Michelin logo on it.

'I thought it was time for you to come, but, uh-huh.'

It was so unannounced that I came out like this that my eyes were spinning.

Furthermore, the presence of identified examiners means that there is a high possibility that other examiners have come before.

Once you go through the Michelin screening, you'll have to pay more attention to many things.

"Of course. Thank you very much for visiting our oral fairy tale."

"What? I'm looking forward to it. The oral fairy tale is Korea's first Michelin three-star restaurant, and my colleague who went there first gave me such a good review."

As expected, as expected.

I think another judge went to a oral fairy tale first.

Kim Ho-sung was already full of strength at the thought of the dice being thrown, but I was surprised by his words that followed.

"Oh... I see. You gave me a good review?”

"Yes, yes, the food was much better than I thought. Especially, the beef bone soup was so satisfying that they even packed it. Beef bone soup with truffle. I heard it's a taste that you can't taste anywhere else in the world. I'll look forward to it, too.

"Oh, beef-bone soup! I renewed it with a lot of care this time to renew it. Head chef Park Joohyuk had a hard time.”

"Yes, I heard that, but actually, there's someone else I'm interested in. Why, I heard that there is a new chef with outstanding skills who worked with head chef Park Joo-hyuk."

"Chef Haru, you mean!"

"Is the chef's name Haru? If Chef Haru doesn't mind, I'd like to focus on him today."

Park Joo-hyuk's eyes crossed with tremendous joy and sorrow.

Something is happening now that he can't understand with the general chef's knowledge he's lived through.

To put it bluntly, the Michelin star has already been maintained.

Michelin judges are mostly gourmets with their own perspectives, so they tend to value praise enormously.But you compliment your former colleague by mentioning him? It could be said that the results are already out.

However, that was not what surprised Park Chu-hyuk.

The Michelin prosecutors thought that Park Joo-hyuk was not the main character of this year's oral fairy tale.

The fact that there is a chef who is interested enough to mention his name and ask for coverage.

And that the chosen chef has less than two years of oral fairy tale experience!

'I thought he'd definitely improved a day, but like this...Congratulations, Haru. That's a hell of a lotto.

It's as good as winning the lottery.

Park Chu-hyuk could only express this situation that way.

Of course, Choi Han-seok couldn't have been unaware of this either.

As soon as I heard Michelin, I rushed over and listened to their conversation.

Choi Han-seok stood still for a while after Kim Ho-sung headed for the inspector.

It was not until about 15 minutes later that he came to his senses and stood next to the day toward the kitchen.

Hey, Haru. I'm sorry that I'm in the middle of a chaotic time right now.

'Oh, it's okay. What's up, Chef?'

A day where you sweat and smile without showing any signs of difficulty.

Choi Han-seok took a moment and said as if nothing happened.

I think I'll be holy in a few days.

"Wow, really? Congratulations so much...…. What?"

The expression of Choi Han-seok's looking at the day crossed my mind.

* * *

Less than a month after that.

I don't know if the oral fairy tale was the last restaurant for Michelin inspectors, but it didn't take as long as I thought.

"Finally……"

Park Joo-hyuk smiled so proudly.

A truly delightful laugh, not the usual sneaky one.

It wasn't just Park Chu-hyuk.

Starting with Kim Ho-sung, all the servers and chefs of the oral fairy tale cheered.

"Our oral fairy tale has been achieved once again. Three Michelin stars! We've protected it again!"

The entrance to the oral fairy tale.

A new plaque was added to the place, which has been lined with various plaques received by oral fairy tales so far.

Behind the name [Michelin Guide 20XX - Korean Fine Dining, oral fairy tale], three stars were shining brightly.

Choi Han-seok died, but Park Joo-hyuk, who succeeded him, eventually defended the three-star of Koo Jeon-hwa.

What a glorious thing to do for a chef.

But Park Chu-hyuk knew.

The glory now is that you didn't create it on your own.

"Thank you very much for the oral fairy tale. I'm serious. Everyone did a great job.”

Park Joo-hyuk took turns sending greetings to people.

Others are also mostly festive.

There were cries here and there that Park Joo-hyuk should shoot a big dinner this evening.

"And, one more. There's someone I'd like to thank seriously."

The chefs of oral fairy tales knew everything.

At least in Michelin this quarter, the fact that there wasn't one oral hero.

Park Joo-hyuk put his hand on Haru's shoulder.

"Haru, thanks to you, I was able to get here. Thank you for letting me not be ashamed of you."

Every time Michelin selects a Michelin star, they write a detailed review of each restaurant and make it into a booklet.

However, more than half of the reviews of oral fairy tales in this booklet were full of stories about a day.

This is the birth of a new chef with unlimited talent that has never been seen anywhere else.I could still see the scene where the identified examiner was interviewing for a day.

He was so excited that he even made a separate questionnaire.

I heard you're the main character of the renewed beef bone soup. How did you do it? You look young, where did you learn how to cook?

I said how passionate I was after three hours of interviews.

To be honest, Park Joo-hyuk's personality would have hurt his pride to some extent.

There were so many stories about a day than about himself as a head chef.

But he didn't show any of that.

One day, I knew that it was the most considerate thing Park Joo-hyuk could do for him.

But one day, I couldn't just be happy.

Although he received almost the most honor he could have received as a chef, he was more disappointed than joy.

"Yes, yes. Okay. Let's finish the restaurant quickly and leave. It just so happens that tomorrow is also a holiday. Today's get-together is on me, all right?"

When Park Joo-hyuk shouted loudly, people moved in a good mood.

To celebrate a good day, I quickly cleaned up the restaurant and started to take my clothes and go out of the restaurant

"Haru, let's go quickly. Joohyuk is buying today!”

"Oh, yes, hold on."

Kim Ho-sung, who seemed a little excited, was released first, and the day was left alone for a while.

Choi Han-seok approached the front of the day when he sat down in a chair and bowed his head as if he had lost strength.

Why don't you go first? People are waiting.

A funny voice as usual.

But Choi Han-seok knew about it to some extent.

We don't have much time left to be together.

"Chef Park Joo-hyuk, who succeeded Chef Choi Han-seok, is ruining the oral fairy tale. At this rate, oral fairy tales will not remain the same restaurant as before...It was, uh, Chef's resentment."

The oral fairy tale is the last masterpiece of my life. The same goes for Joohyuk. I raised him like a son. So I wanted to protect it somehow.

"Well, then, it's all done. Chef Park Joohyuk has regained his motivation. The oral fairy tale also maintained the Michelin Three Star."

- Well, we'll have to wait and see. I knew it when I died. That people never change easily. The same goes for this time. Aren't you sure how long the truffle will be in the soup?

"But I think Chef Park Joo-hyuk is slowly changing his mind. Didn't you want that, chef?”

-Well, I'm a little different. Actually, I want Joohyuk to take the truffle out of the beef bone soup.

"What? Oh, no. Why?"

Choi Han-seok's words are quite out of the blue.

When a startled day was asked again, he shrugged off as if it were for granted.

That's my recipe. I think Joohyuk's recipe is more delicious than that. I believe it will make a better dish. That's how you make progress. Isn't it?

Not just copying yourself, but wanting to develop further.

And for that, I knew one day that I had to break the mold of Korean food.

"Yes, I really, really hope so.”

Park Chu-hyuk was slowly changing.

As a matter of fact, he also knew.

The limitations of Korean food and the fact that it can be broken by developing into fusion Korean food.

Yeah, it's all thanks to you. It's Haru.

Choi Han-seok let go of his resentment.

Thanks to Haru.

It was self-evident what would happen to the ghost who had let go of it was self-evident.

I've been running a restaurant for ghosts at midnight and watching it regularly.Holy fire, abandoning the bound chains and returning to where they belong.

The same goes for Choi Han-seok. It wasn't strange when it was holy.

Squeak -.

The closed door of the oral fairy tale slowly opened and made a sound.

I thought he was a chef at a restaurant trying to find a day that didn't come out quickly, but he wasn't.

Black suit and lipstick. A familiar face I'll never forget.

"I never thought I'd see you again. I didn't expect to see you so soon. Don't you think so, old man?"

Yeah, I wouldn't have known?

The grim reaper appeared in front of Haru and Choi Han-seok.

It was a sudden appearance, but Choi Han-seok seemed calm as if he had expected it in advance.

Click, click.

She slowly came to Choi Han-seok's side, with her unique slightly creepy high-heeled sound.

"Congratulations, you've finally let go of your grief."

- What do I have to celebrate? If you have any congratulations for me, just give it to Haru here. He did it all. I'm just giving you a little lesson.

"Well, that's true. Thanks to Haru, the old man came all the way here. In that sense, I would like to thank you from the bottom of my heart. Chef Haru?

Choi Han-seok said sarcastically, but the grim reaper was serious.

She stood in front of the day and bowed to greet.

"Thank you. Honestly, I didn't like the beginning, but thanks to you, one of our underworld VVIP customers is successfully coming to life."

"Oh, yes. By the way, what about VVVIP?

"As you know, Choi Han-seok did so many good things in his life, right? I established a foundation and volunteered a lot. We donated a lot. But I didn't commit any corruption. Oh, this is important. No matter how many good deeds you do, it's over once you commit corruption. You know what I mean?

One day was also a fact I knew too well.

How much Choi Han-seok gave in his lifetime.

There are more than a thousand people who are sponsored by a foundation named after him and who are also helping him achieve his dream.

Of course, there was one grandmother and one younger brother.

In a way, Haru also gained hope for life thanks to Chef Choi Han-seok's service, so it was painful to talk about his good deeds.

"The grim reaper rarely comes to see the dead soon enough. But Choi Han-seok is completely different. It's no exaggeration to say that he stopped passing the free pass to heaven."

"That's... great."

"Honestly, I hate to admit it, but Haru, you're great. So far, I've given a lot of people the holy gravitate. You were watching me from the underworld?”

The voice of the grim reaper seemed quite relaxed.

Indeed, it is to make Choi Han-seok, who has been tied up with resentment even though he has accumulated so many good deeds as to be called the Underworld VVIP.

In addition, Haru, who ran around saying it couldn't happen at first, helped Choi Han-seok to make many of his original souls angry.

From her point of view, she has no more qualms.

"Well, I mean. Let's go. As much as you've given, you should go enjoy it."

Stomping, stomping.

The grim reaper headed to the restaurant, saying he was going on a trip somewhere nearby.

Soon after, the door of a oral fairy tale embossed with wonderful decorations, which was made by a craftsman, was vigorously opened.

The view outside was not the outside where the restaurantmates were waiting.

Above the sky, where bright light was gushing out, the white stairs rose to the point where there was no end to them."How do you like it? I can tell you're going to a nice place, right?

Well, you're right.

However, Choi's reaction is just indifferent.

One day, he stood next to Choi Han-seok, half-suspecting his eyes.

As if he knew Choi Han-seok's innermost thoughts, the grim reaper opened his mouth.

"Mr. Choi Han-seok, I know you're disappointed. I'm sure you still have some regrets. Especially, it must be hard to break up with Haru over there. But, you know what? The law of the underworld is irresistible."

Wonshin who has been relieved must make the holy fire. I can't stay in this world any longer.

If you were interested in the underworld view of Korea, you would know.

But it was a shame.

To be honest, I didn't want to break up.

It wasn't just one day.

It was the same for Choi Han-seok.

The grim reaper knows that, so he persuaded Choi Han-seok to go quickly.

-Yeah... -Yeah...….

Choi Han-seok knew everything.

Therefore, Choi Han-seok began to step forward slowly.

Standing right in front of the door, he hesitated and looked back.

Wait, I want to say something to Haru.

"Sure, that's about it for VVIP."

- Whoo... - Thank you.

The thick air subsided.

Choi Han-seok tried to move his trembling lips and made his usual humorous expression.

Soon, he opened his mouth looking into Haru's eyes as if it was nothing.

It's Haru. The last thing I want to say is...….

Just when Choi Han-seok was about to say something.

Whoo! Whoo!

I can't let you go. How am I supposed to let you go?

Whoo! Whoo!

I'm leaving if I'm going to leave. Fix my boobs.

Quite out of the blue, some familiar music came from somewhere.

"Oh, my gosh. Why are you calling all of a sudden?"

The grim reaper who takes his cell phone out of his suit pocket in shock.

The grim reaper is new these days, so he's using his cell phone?

Besides, I can't let you go even if you die.

The ringtone, which could not break this serious atmosphere and completely smashed it, was a bonus.

By the way, you're consistent to the very end. What's that ringtone?

"Well, I'm sorry. Don't worry and finish what you were doing. I'll give you plenty of time. No, by the way, who called...….Huh?"

The grim reaper who looked at the cell phone screen with a look full of irritation and hysteria.

Soon, her face turned white as if she had seen nothing.

Originally, he had a white face on the grim reaper, but now he has turned into a blank sheet.

Who is it? Who is it?

Choi Han-seok, who shoots at him with a broken face.

Soon after, she said quiveringly in an incredibly frightened voice that she was usually an imposing grim reaper.

"My lord, our underworld..."…. Lord Yeom."

-Yum...…. Who?

"If it's salt. Yeomra? Don't tell me, Lord of the Underworld?!"

The grim reaper nodded very small.