I suddenly remembered.

There was only one reason why Yeomra decided to keep the day alive, and the biggest reason why the day could live.

I'm sure it's obvious that you said it yourself.

'The world is so chaotic, I can't fix it.'

A day that can be a bridge between ghosts and people may help make such a world a better place to live.

Saying so, Yeomra allowed the day to continue living.

"Actually, I didn't know at the time. What does it mean to say that the world is confused. It's just, you know, something like that. Oh, it's a little hard to live. Well, it's pretty tight these days. while doing it."

"Any time, any time. It's the same whether it's the Joseon Dynasty or now. The world hasn't always been such a nice place to live. It's hard. There are more hard things than good things. That's normal."

One day I didn't know. So I just took it lightly. But it wasn't in front of my eyes like this.

He came to reflect on his past. I realized that I was lacking in thought. The underworld continued.

"But these days, it's a little out of balance. It's supposed to be moderately hard, moderately hard. It's so hard and hard. Like this, a dream. To the point where the soul dies."

Yeomra pointed to Minsu and said.

This man is no different than he was when he was alive.

He is breathing and his heart is beating, but his dream and purpose are all dead, so he is no different from a living corpse.

The pain of the world is so great. Someone who chose not to suffer, instead of giving up all other happiness.

Yeomra said such people were eaten by the world.

He also called himself the person who cares the most.

Such a strict understanding of law and discipline that it gives a particular advantage in hell.

This is bigger than I thought. It also meant that it was such a serious problem.

"So...." What's going to happen to you? What?"

"You're supposed to take him. Yumi knows it well. That's how the law of the underworld works."

It's a matter of course. Here, if you are a ghost who does not deserve to wander around this world, you must go back.

And that's better. That's what a day does.

But the underworld left room. As always, this time as well.

"By the way, with all this going on. I've got a great idea."

"The idea. I think I know what it is."

"Oh, really? What is it? Tell me."

"What else could there be, ordering a cook to cook?"

"Oh, my God, that's correct."

Yeomra claps her hands loudly, saying that she is beaten without changing her face.

One day, I grabbed my forehead with an unusual feeling, even though I thought it was a relief.

"It's not holy fire. Strictly speaking. Bring back the dream of death, that's what it is."

It's a completely different situation from releasing the ghost's resentment and making it sacred.

To restore lost motivation. That's also a motivation for life.

To compare it to the old days, wouldn't it be similar to when Ye-young became a lyricist?

It makes a reason to keep living.

Of course, Ye-young was able to survive because she still had a body left, but not Min-soo.

This life is over, so I'll have to prepare for the next life.

"As far as possible." You don't have to take this request this time. It's experimental for me, and honestly, I don't know if it's"Let's hear the reward.”

"Well, like I said before. How about the right to allow Haru to continue living?”

"Oh... I see."

It's not even funny. You said you didn't have to take it because you were just doing it for a test.

Even if the words are different, isn't it too different?

"If you don't want to do it, just die."

Then there's nothing we can do. I was going to do it even if it wasn't for this condition, but even more.

"Let's do it."

"Nice to meet you. Oh, I can't give you much time. Three days with plenty of time. Please finish it within five days at the latest."

"It's a long, short, short time. Yes, as much as I can. I'll do something about it."

"Then I'll go. Good luck!"

Squeak! The door of the restaurant was closed coolly.

It's something I always feel this way. The grim reaper or the underworld always comes like the wind and leaves like the wind.

As if nothing had happened.

Of course, the odds are very high for the people left behind to hold a huge luggage.

'But as long as you unpack it, there's something good in it' I don't have any complaints.’

Well, now that we've done this, there's only one thing left to do. The door is closed, but it's okay.

I ate earlier, so I need something else now.

"Would you like to sit down for a minute?”

Let me know if you want anything. Now that it's done, I'll help you as much as I can.

"Oh, really? I think it's a little different from before. Have you changed your mind?”

The King of the Underworld went like that in front of my eyes, and I was worried if something happened to me. Oh, I'm just being honest. Frankly

I was looking forward to it just in case, but it was me.

Haru, who sat facing him with Yumi, simply asked. There was only one question to ask anyway.

"We have about an hour before sunrise. If you don't mind, let's talk about it."

Story? What story?

"The story of my life. Anything is fine, whatever it is."

When you were still alive. They want us to talk about when our hearts beat and we had dreams.

One day he said so, and Minsu's worries were not long.

I don't think it's going to be fun. Well, a promise is a promise.

* * *

It was unexpected, really a lot of things.

I thought an hour was a short time. I also thought it would pass in the blink of an eye, but it was out of the question.

One day I thought. Now, this may have been the longest hour of the year.

What's not interesting about the story.…, of course I was right. To be honest, I didn't want to fake this.

But there was another reason why the day was so painful that I didn't really feel like time.

That's it for now. The story of a person named me. That's how you used to live.

"Really, truly, surprisingly."

"Yes, it's really routine. I don't want to admit it."

I told you so. It's not going to be fun because there's nothing special.

Minsu laughed bitterly. Come to think of it, it might have been his first smile.

When I eat ramen or talk to Haru. He was blunt, and he hardly changed his face.

To sum up Minsu's story briefly, it feels like this.

Born in the right family, studying makes you rich, gets the right grades, goes to the right university, and then goes to the right company.I got hit by people and got hit by work, and I got older.

What you want to do, what you like. What's my hobby? What kind of food I like.

I don't know I am. I forget who I am and all this stuff.

Just like I said before. I don't know if it's worth living like this, so I'm standing here now.

One of the most characteristic things is this. Minsu said.

One day, without any notice. When you realize you're a person who doesn't like anything.

"I can't put it into words...…, you said you were depressed."

Yes, I still remember that vividly. I felt like I was alone in the dinosaur world. Or left alone in the middle of the universe.

"I don't think you'really.

- Maybe depression is right. Why, there's a lot of that saying, right? More than 30% of our people suffer from depression. I heard it's one of the biggest chronic diseases in modern people.

Minsu's way of speaking was unique. When you talk about yourself, not about me.

He spoke as if he were talking about someone with the same name as him.

One day I knew the reason a little bit, and I was even more confused about it.

When Minsu's story was over, there was a moment of silence. Yumi, who was struggling with her hair tied up, asked carefully.

"Is Haru……. Can you think of anything?”

"I think it's ambiguous. What about you, Yumi?

"I'm not even vague. To be honest, I have no idea. It's so different from what I've been through."

Yumi seems to have thought hard about it. I was so sorry that I shed tears in my eyes.

Haru and Minsu. I'm sorry for both of you. Haru said, taking care of a piece of tissue.

"Do you remember when you were Ye-young?"

"How can I forget? I'll never forget it, no. Even when I'm dead."

"At first, I thought I could do something similar, but now I have a different idea. Yumi was there during Yeyoung's time. Not now."

That's exactly what Minsu said. The one left in the middle of the universe.

There's not a single person who can put their mind around them. That empty and lonely feeling.

It was imperative that it be filled. I was convinced that it would be something.

"Not a normal dish. Not a chance.”

"Then... what should I do?”

"You have to cook what Minsu said. "In a normal family, an ordinary dish."

Then I looked at Minsu. Quick-witted, he shrugged.

Well, that was the menu that came out most often at my place. Kimchi stew with tuna and soy sauce.

"Bean in soy sauce?"

My grandmother used to farm beans. Some good beans came up a few times a year, so I made a lot of beans and put them in and ate them 365 days a year.

"Okay, well, first of all, let's go with that.”

Tuna kimchi stew with soy sauce. That's It's a warm dish. And one more point.

"I think I'm getting to find it, though.

What?

"I don't know. Can't you tell me. Haru?"

"How should I say this. Proof that Minsu is a special person?"”

Am I special? What are you talking about?

"You'll find out more and more. Come to our restaurant every night, once a day from now on. From this evening. That would be enough."

-First of all... -Okay.

Minsoo nods his head with a look of uncertainty. He went back like that.One day, I led Yumi straight to the market.

And I went to the forsythia clinic and bought a lot of the best beans.

I was confident that I could let Minsu know. Things that he forgot, maybe close by.