71 – Good Son (2)

“Has Korea already developed that much? You can even shoot Jinsang.”

Ryusuke smiled and sat down. I roughly scratched my head and replied.

“Well, yes.”

“I understand. Because there is always truth in business. I sent them all away.”

Ryusuke puts on an expression of sympathy.

However, it was clear that it was in a completely different direction from the truth I was talking about.

“The owner smells like me.”

“Yes?”

“People like me who have been on this floor for a long time can feel it just by looking at their eyes. Hide what to hide. This is the first time I’ve ever seen someone with such a strong smell of blood.”

I was startled and sniffed it.

“Do you smell Eugene?”

“… no. I don’t think it smells like that.”

Eugene smiled awkwardly.

“You say it doesn’t smell?”

I looked at Ryusuke in dismay.

“hahahaha, you’re good at joking. That’s not what I’m talking about.”

“It seems like a guest who is good at jokes. The smell of blood on an innocent citizen like me. When others hear it, they misunderstand it.”

He smiled and said casually. Ryusuke made a meaningful expression and nodded slowly.

“Good. let it be Then I want to taste the food now.”

“We will prepare it as soon as possible.”

It was a pleasant sound to hear.

First of all, whether you’re a yakuza or a son of a bitch, you’re a customer as long as you’re in the store.

After treating it politely, I thought to send it quickly.

“Yeah, since it’s at a street corner restaurant, of course there must be a taste, right? I’m looking forward to it.”

“… A street corner restaurant?”

“It’s my favorite program.”

‘Sir’s broadcasting station!’

I sighed inwardly.

From Shion to Ryosuke.

It was a work created by Gilmok Restaurant.

I really want to claim compensation for this.

Annoying guys keep getting involved.

**

“The noodles are out.”

He set the bowl down on the table.

“It’s worth it.”

Ryosuke inhaled the white smoke through his nose. It reminded me of a stinky hippo.

“Bon appetite.”

Ryosuke took a bite of the noodles with chopsticks.

“!”

Surprised Ryosuke. I asked politely.

“Are you having any problems?”

“Delicious. however.”

Ryosuke tilted his head in puzzlement.

“Why do you think the noodles taste like blood?”

‘That’s it… .’

This is because troll blood was added to enhance the savory taste.

Of course, it wasn’t just for that reason that they put troll blood in it.

‘Fufu, Ryusuke. All perfect man, but God was fair. Are you saying that you are born with premature ejaculation?’

In the future, there will be a proverb like this.

‘Trolls bring the dead back to life!’

Yes. It is especially good for stamina.

‘Because there’s nothing wrong with putting a debt on the yakuza.’

But, Ryosuke, this man. Certainly not a normal person.

Noticing the taste of blood even though it was a slight amount.

“I put in some sauces to bring out the savory taste, but it seems to come from there.”

When he looked around, Ryosuke nodded as if he understood.

Then, after taking a mouthful of broth with a spoon, he opened his mouth.

“The broth is very thick. They can’t even imitate it.”

“thank you.”

“Are you thinking of doing business with me?”

“A business?”

“If you put mulberries in noodles and sell them… ”

“There is not.”

I spoke very quickly.

“Sorry.”

Looking at Ryosuke’s expression, he seemed serious.

Ryosuke nodded and took out his smartphone from his pocket.

“Rather than that, I’m going to post it on Instagram, so could you take a picture for me?”

“Ah, yes.”

‘What kind of intsuta is the yakuza boss?’

I held the phone in my hand, thinking of various things.

“I want you to take a picture of the store and my face.”

“Yes, yes.”

-click!

Uncharacteristically, Ryosuke started making insignificant gestures, such as making a V sign.

‘Should I quit the f*cking business?’

Whether I was a cook or a photographer, I was suddenly struck with a sense of urgency.

“I took all of them.”

“Thank you.”

“Are you doing intsuta too?”

“chef. Still don’t know the era? These days, even Yakuza need to be smart. That’s all back to business.”

“okay.”

He forced a smile and gave me a rough answer.

“It’s embarrassing, but I’m also a bit of a famous celebrity on Instagram.”

“Yes, then let’s continue eating.”

‘The yakuza romance is gone.’

It wasn’t like this in the past.

They were a group that emphasized charisma and manliness, when did it change like this?

It was time to turn around, thinking that the years were colorless.

“As expected, it’s only been a few minutes since I uploaded it, but it already has 2,000 likes. I also promoted the store, so more people will come in the future.”

“Yes?!”

I hurriedly turned around and looked at Ryosuke’s screen.

[# Oishi Ojang #Korea#麺屋#Geography(#Restaurant#Korea#Noodle Shop#Jilim)]

“Ji, what are you doing now!”

There were also several comments.

I don’t know the specific meaning because it’s Japanese, but seeing the heart attached to it, it had a good meaning.

‘f*ck you!’

From the danjeon, the swearing started to fill up.

What a leisurely store!

Are you trying to ruin it again?

“this person… Seed!”

“You don’t have to be so grateful. You can’t hide a delicious restaurant even if you try to hide it. Even if I didn’t upload it, it was a good store, so don’t be humble.”

asked about this.

“It’s a taste the world needs to know.”

Ryosuke shook his head in admiration alone.

I think I know why I said earlier that it smells like blood.

Ryosuke predicted the future!

That you’re going to die!

“Yes, boss! calm down.”

“Leave this! Kill this bastard and go to heaven!”

“Ha ha ha! You are such a fun person.”

Yakuza smiled at what was so fun.

‘Yes, he’s a good yakuza after all. what a sin I hope everything goes well.’

“Please erase it.”

“What, Insuta?”

“Yes. A restaurant recommended by the yakuza, where would you want to come because you were afraid?”

Ryusuke is also famous in Korea.

He was admired as a living legend (on the bad side).

Soon the reporters would come and make a fuss. It doesn’t fit my motto of living quietly.

“Don’t worry. My Instagram is a private account. The only friends who like it are my blood relatives.”

“no way.”

consanguinity… ?

that was more disturbing.

“My family and famous assassins will come, so don’t do it too much. Would I have introduced you to people who are not even in the ranks?”

‘It’s more f*cked up!’

I imagined villains swarming around the store.

If you’re a person from that world, don’t you assassinate the guest you booked and come by impersonating yourself?

Head… I was dizzy.

**

“Uh huh. Isn’t it up to me how much to calculate?”

“That’s right.”

Ryusuke is about to leave after eating.

Yakuza, will you give me some money? I stood in the back with a happy delusion.

However, Ryusuke narrowed his eyes and shook his hand.

“It’s not fun to see things like this right away, man.”

“… Awesome. Yeah.”

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

Entering quickly, Ryusuke swiped his card. Seeing that I pressed it quite a few times, at least I didn’t scrape a penny.

“Then, since I enjoyed it enough, I guess I should get to the main topic.”

I finally wanted to go, but Ryusuke sat down again.

Our store had no restrictions whatsoever.

I want to leave work soon, but I decided to continue serving customers.

“Main subject?”

“Although I came here because I was really curious about the taste of noodles.”

He smiled and took something out of his pocket.

it was a picture

A photo of me with Zion.

I hardened my expression.

“This friend had an accident.”

“… Why is he?”

“Are you asking because you don’t know? One country’s ranking is ranked first in Korea. Of course, the people at the top are left behind after the uproar.”

“… … .”

I laughed coldly.

Anyway, no matter how, I wondered why such a yakuza came to a noodle house.

I never thought this side of it would be hidden.

It seems to have come to pick up Zion.

I said it without the slightest hesitation.

“Why are you here now? Take me quickly.”

“?”

“boss!”

… Yes, my house is small, but it is even narrower because of Zion.

And isn’t he S-class?

He was a kid who was good at taking care of himself.

“ha ha ha-! I thought about it earlier, but isn’t the owner’s sense of humor too good?”

‘I’m not kidding.’

I was always sincere.

I don’t know if it was a previous life, but Shion was too big for me in the present life to accept. I didn’t want to do that to me, who wanted to live a simple life with my younger brother, Oh Sun-do.

“Well, whatever. In fact, the government said Miss Shion fell in love with you at first sight.”

“Yes?”

“At first, I thought it was pure nonsense, but I understand it when I face it. You are a man with a large distribution who can embrace Zion.”

“…Yes?”

“A man with a Beretta treats a woman well.”

It was the name of the pistol Beretta m9 Shia gave her as a gift.

But, what does that have to do with it?

It wasn’t just one or two things I wanted to grab. However, I couldn’t refute it because it was a fabrication from beginning to end.

“Originally, I said I would kill you if I didn’t like it.”

“?”

Ryusuke laughed, showing his teeth.

“The reason for that is gone. He’s a man I’d like to see.”

“… Yes?”

‘gay… ?’

It was a time when mindless thoughts crossed my mind.

Ryusuke stood up and straightened his shoulders. His large figure gave the illusion that the store was full.

“Now, here is my business card.”

“This… ”

“It’s a sign of pure goodwill, and if you come to Japan, just give me a call. I will launch a private plane. Since I have been treated like this, I should treat you with great hospitality in my home country as well. Japan is also a great place to travel. Feel free to contact me hahahahaha!”

He shook hands and shook them loudly.

Then he tapped me on the shoulder and walked towards the exit.

Before leaving, he looked at me and smiled and continued talking.

“Take care of my daughter. I will tell the Japanese government separately.”

“… What, daughter?”

– With my daughter.

He didn’t answer, just waved his hand and left the store.

I met Yujin’s eyes with a hopeless expression.

“… … .”

“… … .”

Eugene was out of his mind. My expression won’t be much different either.

… I saw where he left.

Somehow, it felt like a storm had just passed through.

**

“Brother, I didn’t forget my promise!”

As soon as you enter the house, the sight of Chaewon immediately relieves your fatigue.

I nodded and smiled.

“Of course I haven’t forgotten. Let’s go on a trip.”

“when? When are you going?”

“Um, are you on vacation?”

“Then it’s tomorrow.”

“… uh?”

Shion, who was behind, explained instead.

“It’s an interim break. One big practice is over.”

‘Has it happened already?’

The academy didn’t take long breaks.

It was the reason why the sense of battle would be dulled if the vacation was given for too long.

So, vacation is short, 15 days per cycle.

It seems that that day has already arrived.

‘It’s a trip, it’s not bad. There are also a lot of kids. I’ll make a fuss.’

Traveling in Jagoro is fun when you go with a lot of people.

I readily nodded.

“let’s go. Did you say you wanted to go to Japan?”

“yes! that’s right! I have wanted to go there for a long time.”

‘… Wait, Japan?’

I suddenly remembered what happened earlier and rummaged through my pockets.

A business card with gold accents on a black background.

It was written in Japanese, so I didn’t know what it was, but I could definitely recognize one number.

‘It’s kind of like that. There’s no one like him, right?’

Traveling is always comfortable with locals. There is Shion, but I’m sure he doesn’t know more about Japan than I do.

I nodded, thinking that it was good.

“Pack your things. We go tomorrow.”

The best way to get rid of the horn is to get it out in a fit of anger!

I decided to run right away.