"You're just a match made in heaven."

"I think I'll be able to trust them calmly if they get married. Don't you think so, Haru?"

"No way. I feel like a middle-aged couple who already have children rather than marriage. Doesn't it feel like that? The beauty of a big old man?"

"Oh, that's absolutely right. I agree, I agree. Haru has an eye for things."

About this much was Haru and Yumi's appreciation of the current situation.

Soon after Choi Han-seok, who left the restaurant on a plausible excuse to go out in Seoul, returned with the grim reaper at 12 o'clock.

The two were forced to think the same thing at the same time.

"It's a lot of sesame seeds!"

Choi Hanseok and the grim reaper.

To be honest, it's a combination that's to imagine.

Of course, from the perspective of ghosts and ghosts, it is possible, but the opponent is the grim reaper.

Age, name, I don't know anything. He's even a creepy scary person.

No, I don't even know if it's a real person.

Of course, looking at the grumbling eyes of the two now, I wonder what the use of all these ideas is.

'Something, something's wrong.’

Of course, I can't give you a definite answer yet.

But from a day's perspective, it feels like the relationship between a friend and a business partner is now walking a tightrope between a friend and a lover.

I've been single since I was born until now, but I've known this much.

I don't know if Yumi was thinking the same thing, but her eyes kept twitching.

Whoosh!

"Hmm?"

The grim reaper, who was drinking with Choi Han-seok, turned his head away.

Haru and Yumi, who felt guilty, quickly turned their heads and pretended to do something else.

Of course, I don't think it's a problem to see a regular customer eating at a restaurant from the CEO's point of view, but I did notice a little bit.

Eventually, a day turned the subject around first.

"By the way, you come here very often these days?"

"Hey, that's right. The grim reaper used to come once or twice a month. These days, they seem to come almost once a week."

Of course, I was paying for meals regularly, so I had no complaints from a day's perspective.

The grim reaper, who poured a glass of soju coolly, slurped down the kimchi stew served as a side dish and opened his mouth.

Of course, she added a lot of cheongyang candles to kimchi stew according to her taste.

"Most of the ghosts were sacred to the table heaven. I couldn't come before because I was looking at other ghosts, but now there are few ghosts that come at night. I come here often."

Also, I heard that he negotiated with the underworld and raised his salary a little.

It was said that it was a reward for the revival of Haru and Bapsang heaven, and I thought that the afterlife was also a performance-based festival.

I'm so thankful that the underworld is raising sales. Isn't it?

"If you're grateful, give me a lot of service...I've already had a lot to say …, so I'm just saying yes. One more?"

Of course!

Choi Han-seok and the Grim Reaper, who drink consecutively, are filled with glasses.

That was certainly correct.

"In the past, the Lord of the Underworld chose heaven for his request."

Before and after a day in the United States, there was really a lot of change in the table heaven.First of all, most of the ghosts were sacred, and after the Food Grand Prix, we had to think of restaurants after the table heaven.

'What's going to happen now?’

A lot will change, a lot will change.

Things that had been vaguely thought of are just around the corner.

Nevertheless, it is still a dead end. I don't see much to the eye.

It's almost time for Adam and Bacon to make an appointment right now, but one day I haven't drawn a detailed blueprint for the restaurant yet.

Dawn has come. The little restaurant that turned black outside was a good place to contemplate.

Time has passed so quickly as I thought about various things and kept up with the drinkers.

A red-faced grim reaper, who had emptied the snacks neatly, got up from his seat and put his hair back.

"Do you want me to pay for it?"

"I've had enough. I have to go to work now."

"You're working hard. So, money again today?

"Sad…… I've run out of salary."

The grim reaper turns a bag full of dust and smiles as if he is disappointed.

If someone else did this, I would have called the police not to eat over the telephone, but it was rather welcome for Haru to do this.

And the grim reaper wasn't the one to shut up.

When she came out like this, it meant she was paying for something other than money.

Precious thing you can't afford, to be exact.

"What other interesting stories are you going to tell me today?”

"Did you hear a lot of fun now, Haru?"

"You said that last time. It's a story of blood and flesh."

"You're a good talker…….”

When the grim reaper had no money, he used to pay for his meal by telling him information or other stories about the underworld.

I heard that even during the Joseon Dynasty, scholars replaced the price of meals by informing them of their studies, but it was a story of an era when it became dizzy just by listening to it.

Naturally, Haru and Yumi listened, and Yumi brought a bag of snacks.

Anyway, what are you going to tell me today?

"It's short, so listen carefully. No, not twice.

"Yes, of course."

"Well, I told you before. Karma, good things happen, bad things happen.”

"Yes, I remember."

Karma was particularly impressive among the stories told by the Grim Reaper.

So of course I couldn't forget it. In a way, there's nothing more righteous than that.

Order of the world. Karma that rewards the right punishment for the life you've lived in.

And the grim reaper gave an extension to the karma.

"Then it's a day. What do you think will happen if a man continues his work in the afterlife?”

"……the work of the underworld?"

"Is the work of the underworld a good thing or a bad thing? What do you think?”

"That's."

Of course it's a good thing.

The day I was going to think so soon shut up.

"Isn't that a good thing? You're taking everyone who's dead. I'm going to let you to judge!”

Instead of such a day, Yumi answered first.

The grim reaper smiled instead of answering, and Choi Han-seok nodded quietly.

That's why a day has come in.

"I don't think so, Yumi."

"Huh? But."

"Basically, someone has to die. The work of the underworld. And how can death always be a good and good thing. Who decides who's good in the first place?"

"That's... ah...….”

Yumi must have thought of something. Maybe something similar to a day.Then he immediately bowed his head in silence.

"I guess I still have a lot to learn."

"But, anyway, I think so. The work of the underworld is that people like me dare not say good or bad."

One day I thought. Suddenly, there were things that crossed my mind like a flashlight.

Someone's death, the day has met a lot so far.

Many of the souls who were treated as professions that would have been holy.

I thought of the families left behind by ghosts who died of resentment and came to heaven for a day.

People who would have truly grieved and cried when they died.

I could never say it was a good thing for those tears.

"As expected, Haru, you're amazing.”

"Did you get hit?"

"You're right, and when asked this question, very few people answer like you. Well, of course. 'Cause they've never been dead.'

Now, then, let's get down to business.

The grim reaper was about to kiss his red lips.

"Karma is very unique. It gives new things to people who do a lot of work in the underworld."

"What's that……?"

"Have you ever heard of a sixth sense?"

"Something like this. I think it's going to be like this! Something like a hunch."

"I've developed a sense of similarity. We call it a model. To put it simply, it's like. Should I say that ghosts are more likely to be brought in?"

An example.

The grim reaper brought up a story that he had never heard before.

"I don't know."

"You may not feel it, but I'm sure you've already developed a lot. For example, yes. I suddenly wanted to eat something, so I made it. It just so happens that Han has a ghost associated with it."

"That's a coincidence?”

"Ghosts are also attracted to people who have an example. It's similar to a shaman, which means it's a benefit for you to run a restaurant."

"Wow, that's really a good thing, then.

"I can't say I like it. Think about it, what's good about attracting ghosts? And maybe you'll see more of the sad side by side by side.

"In a way, it's kind of like my destiny."

"You have to face the sadness. It has to be, and it will be."

If other people have an example, it is usually a great misfortune.

Ghosts are seen, and bad luck continues to occur.

But one day is different. If he's the only human being who can comfort ghosts.

"I think that's enough for today's meal. Thank you for your hard work."

"Well, it's hard for you to cook. Then, I'll get going. Thank you for the meal.”

"Get in there!”

The grim reaper packed his clothes and prepared to go back.

As always, she disappeared like the wind and was about to leave, but she stopped in front of the restaurant.

Seemed to be looking at something, he soon picked up a pen and began writing on a small piece of paper.

A small box where you can request what you want to eat in heaven.

I wrote down a menu there and went back without looking back.

But no one saw the figure.

Haru and Yumi. The two were preparing to close the restaurant after saying goodbye to the grim reaper.

So there's only one person who saw it.

Choi Han-seok, if not always, kept her in the eye.

"Whoa?"

He smiled as if he was curious, and soon shouted at Haru and Yumi.Come to think of it, didn't you check the customers' menu today?

Yumi ran out and opened the application box.

"Well, there's only one today, isn't there?”

I opened the folded paper, which was a bit antique.

And there.