I wore a Michelin three Michelin stars.

My dream has come true since the oral fairy tale.

oral fairy tale, food truck, table heaven, and restaurant home-cooked meals. I've been through a lot of places and a lot of time has passed. But one day I did it. It was also published in a magazine.

It was a famous magazine around the world, where Haru introduced himself as a chef who became the owner of a Michelin three-star restaurant at an age that is considered one of the youngest in the world.

One day, he was the first to visit Choi Han-seok's grave with a Michelin three-star plaque.

He already knows he's not in this world. Dead, holy and reborn. So the name won't be Choi Han-seok.

I knew that I would be living with a new face, a new name, and a new dream under my new parents.

Nevertheless, I visited him and said hello to him. He showed the plaque, and the chicken that the deceased liked was a big one, and the orphan ate with Yumi.

The grim reaper said. Funerals and graves are bigger for the living than for the deceased. that

If you get comfort from these things or think about the deceased again, the person who is not already in the world will reappear at that moment.

So Haru and Yumi had dinner together with Choi Han-seok.

I'll be back in a little while. He said that and left the grave. There was more to do than I thought.

I filmed a lot of broadcasts through bacon.

It was a day that showed a big performance in a big competition, so despite being Asian, there were many fans in foreign fans.

It was not that difficult to go on a big show or show because there were many people looking for it.

Love calls poured in from all over the place.

There were many people who asked me to come out just once because they would give me the appearance fee as I was told. But one day I was on the line.

Although he appeared on the show, he only selected a few of the things Bacon or Adam asked for.

He has accumulated money and honor as much as he wants. I didn't want much more, and I didn't feel much need.

It was time to hide yourself. You look incredibly young, I've heard these words a lot lately.

So far, fortunately, people have been a little embarrassed or amazed, but I knew that I could not do that forever.

The time was coming. It's time to disappear to disappear.

He's alive, but he's obviously alive and breathing. Everyone needed to be forgotten and remembered like a dead man.

Chef Haru had to be that way. It was terrible and sad, but it couldn't be helped.

That's how you live. I can't help it if I want to live. Otherwise, I'll die.

Of course you can die. You can all give up and accept to grow old grace. But one day I didn't want to.

I have to keep my promise with Chef Choi Han-seok. I want to be alive until he comes back to me. Of course, if you can reach, if you have a heart. After that, maybe continuously.

Park Joo-hyuk's wedding took place in a grand manner. Haru officiated. Two people kissed, and the wife's belly was bulging.

A child was born not long after the words of the underworld. They were twins of a cute boy and a girl.

After 100 days, the first birthday party was held, and more years later, Park Joo-hyuk's children entered kindergarten.

Just around the same time, the youngest wore a head. Perhaps thanks to Haru's own development, his skills have improved day by day.

I didn't know ten if I taught you one, but five did. And I stayed up all night, slept less, studied and practiced, and made five into ten.He was a child who tried hard with that ability and skill. At one point, he was better at cooking than a day.

The moment I realized it, I handed him the head of the restaurant's home-cooked meal.

Finally, I went to Park Joo-hyuk's children's kindergarten entrance ceremony and greeted him.

Thank you so much so far. You did a great job. Good job.

Park Chu-hyuk said in such a day's greeting. I'll see you next time. Haru and Yumi nodded. Then, with a whimper, it disappeared like the wind.

I called the phone number, but it just came out that it wasn't there.

At some point, no one lived where the two lived.

The house has completely evaporated, its name has been changed, and it has not appeared in restaurants.

Some people who were embarrassed reported missing. But no one could find Haru and Yumi.

Because I couldn't see two people anywhere in the world. The police soon gave up, too. I didn't give up simply because I couldn't find it.

It was because I found a letter in the center of the living room where Haru's house was.

Park Joo-hyuk, who had been worried about his work for a day, said he thought the letter was a suicide note for a moment.

I thought I killed myself for a day, but no way. The contents of the letter were simple.

Now that I've achieved everything, I'm going on a trip. I'm sorry I left in a hurry. I'm even more sorry I couldn't say anything. But please understand. I'm going to act like a baby here that I've never done before.

It was such a letter that Park Joo-hyuk was angry to the core.

He recalled that he felt the biggest betrayal in his life. But there was a greater sense of relief than that.

Your day is fine. At least there's nothing big that's been bothering you.

I thought that was enough.

Park Joo-hyuk soon informed everyone who knew the day, and they were crazy, cursing the day, but sighing and laughing.

It's like a day—he'd do this one day. Everyone went back to their daily lives saying those things.

I didn't forget the day though. Perhaps most people who met a day would never forget it for the rest of their lives.

Because he was that kind of person. Unique, special, funny. We don't know where it's going to go.

Gone Haru and Yumi traveled all over the world. Money was already so full as to rot.

Even restaurant home-cooked meals kept getting money, and the same was true of the table heaven. The table heaven was handed over to Yeyoung and Bonam.

It allowed me to operate for a minimum amount of money.

There were no more ghost guests because Haru and Yumi were absent, but Ye-young could see ghosts, so she sometimes smoked incense outside the restaurant and left a drink and a little rice.

A dish that someone with resentment would like, brushed in her eyes. It was something I learned from Haru.

When traveling abroad, the hands of the clock sometimes moved little by little. Ye-young made the ghost holy.

Two people also said they had children.

While staying in France for a while, I opened a package and found a picture of the child's toe.

Two cute toes held a small frame with a ribbon floating, and Yumi hugged it tightly like the most precious treasure in the world.

How many years has it been since I started traveling.

Almost halfway around the world and then stopped by the United States to take a break, a guest came.

Haru knew it. It's completely gray, and it's a little dry. But I could tell right away when I looked into the eyes."Adam... .. sir."

It's been a long time, but you haven't aged. I was sorry to hear that you lost contact. I really wanted to see you again. I'm so glad to meet you like this. I thank God.

Adam, the savior of the day, the mastermind of the restaurant's home-cooked meal, the masterpiece of his life.

In the United States, no. The best restaurant consultant in the world.

He died at the age of 88. The cause of death was cancer, but it did not suffer much.

Adam just seemed serene, even though he met a day when he wasn't any older.

The expression of nothing happened, and I thought maybe I already knew this would happen.

Adam said. From the first time I met Haru, I thought he was unusual. One day I told him the truth.

What kind of person you are, what things have happened so far. How he died, how he survived, and what people he met.

Adam, who heard the whole story, asked. Then, in the eyes of the day, what do you think will happen to your dead self?

One day I didn't answer. Instead, I made a dish for him.

Food that established Haru's place in oral fairy tales. Also, the precious food that made Adam's relationship with Haru. Tteokgalbi.

Tteok-galbi was the main dish of rice, and Adam talked with Haru and emptied all the food without leaving a single grain of rice.

Then the reaper came to pick him up. Instead of a day, I answered.

"Let's go, Dr. Adam."

Where am I going?

"Wherever you want, wherever you want. You've lived a meaningful life, rest as much as you want. Adam has plenty of time to spare.”

-Haha... -That's a relief. I can't believe my life was that meaningful. I see. I've had a pretty decent life.

Adam was so holy. Led by the Reaper's hand, it disappeared past the door with clear light leaking out.

He didn't forget to thank Haru until the end.

One day, he left the United States after burning a incense in his grave.

It wasn't long before Bacon died.

Much younger than Adam, but unfortunately the fat body became a bomb.

An acute heart attack. Sleeping in bed, death overtook him without warning.

But Bacon met for a day and said: He says he doesn't regret much.

He said he didn't regret much because he just ate as much as he wanted to eat delicious food as he wanted.

He heard a scolding from Haru, ate his favorite hamburger to his heart's content, and left with thanks.

Like Adam, he went to a good place.

Bacon was told to have written a suicide note asking him to donate all his remaining wealth when he died.

Anyway, I couldn't help but be a thorough man in a strange place.

After sending two people, Haru and Yumi continued their journey.

He met numerous ghosts and stories around the world, and set up a snack bar to cook and make them holy love.

Not even one lap around the world was enough, but a few more laps. In the meantime, a few more people have died.

They either visited Haru and Yumi without fail, or met as if passing by. One day, I knew that it was thanks to the jade marble.

Then, at some point, the two men's trip ended without any notice.

The trip that started in Korea ended when I came back to Korea.

Haru and Yumi have now opened another restaurant. A small Korean restaurant opened near Seoul, and began to wait for customers.It's been almost 20 years since I went on a trip.