103 – EP.5 Maesaeng exotic country-1

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Is it too negative to say “It’s always the same pattern in a row”?

The frantic storm of events stopped, and I quickly melted into my daily life.

A daily routine of waking up in the morning, exercising, reading until noon, and exercising around the evening.

Two months have passed since the day I rushed to the emergency room.

It rains occasionally, and the autumn rain that heralded the end of summer no longer falls.

It must be proof that a cold, dry winter is coming soon.

The surrounding landscape has changed a lot, and the temperature has also changed.

My outfit for jogging in the morning is also much thicker than before.

Personally, I didn’t like clothes that were worn on the body, but I was forced to wear them after Garam said that it was uncomfortable, especially in the current state of the body, and that exercising on a cold day could be dangerous due to narrowing of blood vessels.

If it’s that dangerous, get rid of morning jogging…

In any case, the weight that entered the plateau due to Mr. Garam’s constant management decreased sharply once again.

The weight is now in the narrow double digits. I am satisfied that I narrowly escaped three spots.

Since last week, I have been exercising at the center again.

The remodeling of Garam Fitness has been completed. It just hasn’t opened yet.

“But brother, are you okay these days?”

While waiting for the food I ordered, Hocheol talks to me.

Recently, I was busy with Mr. Garam’s work, so I couldn’t be faithful to my job, but Hocheol grabbed me and asked me to take care of the work, so we gathered like this.

I thought I would have nothing to do because Ho-cheol had left most of the work, but I still had work to do.

So, at my house early in the morning, I came out to have lunch like this after taking care of the overdue work.

When Ho-cheol visited and said that he would skip a day of exercise, Mr. Garam reacted very disapprovingly, but…

“What’s wrong?”

“Ah, why are you here, Mr. Garam? You’ve gotten a lot better, right?”

“ah….”

As if it was worth the money, the shabby-looking center has been changed.

Mr. Garam, who was anxious about whether he liked this change, also noticeably brightened his face.

Except for the occasional time when I noticed that I order delivery food and eat it, I show a bright side like before.

I brought up the story first that I wanted to broadcast again to see if I had overcome the last time well, but rather I said to be careful on my side.

So, as a compromise, we agreed to run the YouTube channel again.

“Oh, it’s improved a lot. They said they want to do broadcasting again.”

I took a sip of the water Hocheol poured me.

“It’s fortunate. I didn’t see anyone around me who had such a problem… I thought it would be difficult to recover.”

“There must be individual differences.”

I picked up the kimchi with my chopsticks and put it in my mouth.

The cabbage rolls were very crispy.

“And what is that…”

“What else?”

“Hana, wasn’t it time for him to return?”

“Isn’t it? It’s been almost two months. Won’t it come soon? YouTube is okay for up to six months, but Oceania TV will have a penalty on the settlement rate if it is dropped from the rankings.”

Return or not, I picked up another piece of kimchi and popped it into my mouth.

Hey, it’s really delicious. I haven’t been able to eat anything salty lately, so it’s stuck in my mouth.

“After I return, I can open the call log again. Well, it’s a long way from normal broadcasting.”

“Wow….”

“why?”

“Hyung-nim, what I’m feeling these days is that you’re cruel.”

“What’s cruelty, what’s wrong with f*cking the same person who f*cked me?”

“hahahaha….”

While Hocheol laughed at my words, the food he ordered arrived.

What I made was kimchi stew.

The kimchi stew served in an earthen pot was topped with chopped green onions and square tofu.

“What did you do?”

“I’m a maesaeng country.”

Putting green soup similar to seaweed soup in front of him, Hocheol answered.

“Hey, are you older than me?”

“How about maesaeng exotic? My grandmother used to make it often.”

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“Eat some rice.”

As I was flipping through the kimchi stew with a spoon, Hocheol twitched as if he wanted to say something.

“What else why?”

Asking while running the soup-soaked spoon with his mouth.

“You know what, brother?”

“I don’t know, bastard.”

“Ah, please chime in. There is a saying that maesaeng is given to a customer who hates it.”

“Isn’t that that? The steam doesn’t come up well, so you don’t know it’s hot and you burn yourself while eating.”

“Oh, you know? After all, age.”

Hocheol smiled as he raised his thumb.

“Eat some rice.”

Say something useless.

I scooped out the tofu, put it on rice, and took a big bite.

***

After eating, Hocheol suggested that we play a game of bowling as well as digestion.

I wondered if the two of them were bowling, but it was useless to ask back because I had no memory anyway, so I silently got into the car driven by Hocheol and nodded.

Coincidence or necessity… The bowling alley that Ho-cheol took was the one he went to with Garam the other day.

I didn’t want to because it was a disgrace the other day, but I wondered if there would be a club today.

Yes, he said he was going to catch people.

At the quiet bowling alley, club members gathered in a corner like the last time.

Fortunately, the man who yelled at me was nowhere to be seen.

Praying to the heavens that they would not recognize me, I picked a ball near them.

“Seungdeok hasn’t been discharged yet, has he?”

The chatty-looking old woman said.

“Yes, all of the wounds have healed, but the psychological damage is great. The last time I visited the hospital, I couldn’t even make eye contact.”

“Eww, how could such a terrible thing happen…”

“The world is so ugly, I can’t even walk properly at night.”

“Have you found out who did it?”

“First of all, it’s said to be a woman… Common sense makes it impossible for a woman to pull out a person’s teeth with her hands… The police were so shocked that they said that there was confusion in their memories.”

“Well, how can a woman do that. Anyway, we should be careful too.”

While listening to the club members’ stories, I went back to my seat in search of a bowling ball.

“strike!”

Even when Hocheol gave me a high-five after the strike, I felt uncomfortable.

***

After bowling, we headed to a cafe I often go to.

It was because of Hocheol’s words that since he worked hard, he had to quench his thirst.

We have to talk about future work (investment) as well.

I paid for the lunch and games, so I ignored Hocheol’s words that he would pay for the coffee, and I headed to the counter to place my order.

“Would you like to order?”

A strange employee greeted me.

“Two large iced americanos, please. Here’s the coupon card.”

When I handed out the card and coupon, the clerk rummaged around to find the coupon stamp and awkwardly stamped it.

“Are you a newcomer?”

I checked the coupon for two stamps and asked.

“Oh yes, it’s been a while.”

“Who was the original worker…?”

“I know you probably quit.”

“Do you know… why did you quit?”

I felt like I had to ask, so when I asked, the clerk gave me a kind answer even though he made a strange face.

“I think I heard that car accident? I heard you were hospitalized.”

“Aha….”

I returned to my seat with the vibrating bell.

“What’s up brother?”

“Huh? Why?”

“No, I think your expression hardened a little.”

“Ah… it’s nothing.”

Seeing Hocheol looking at my face, the exotic maesaeng soup he ate a while ago suddenly came to mind.