ReLife Player Chapter 267

Relife Player 267

[Chapter 091]

[Promises that cannot be kept]

First day of cultural festival.

The Academy Culture Festival lasts for five days.

That’s why many people visit the academy from outside.

As a result, the entire academy site was crowded with people.

In particular, the booth of a snack bar located not far from the entrance was crowded with people as soon as it opened.

“Do they sell roasted chestnuts at the academy?”

“Wow, Mom! There’s even a baked sweet potato over there!”

“…A magical roasted sweet potato?”

“Welcome to the 1st grade 1st class cultural festival booth! We are baking sweet potatoes by heating them with mana! They are eco-friendly and so delicious!”

“There’s even mana-infused cider! It’ll shoot more than regular cider!”

Roasted chestnuts and roasted sweet potatoes with mana.

A cider that infuses mana.

It was a common food in the market, but ordinary people who entered the entrance looked at it curiously as they made food using mana.

Some people were fascinated by magic and bought food that tasted no different from ordinary food at a high price.

After a few people gave money to buy it, others also lined up out of curiosity, and the line soon became a long one.

There is no time to rest.

It was the same with the 6th grade booth.

After receiving a new order, Eunha took out frozen dumplings from the refrigerator and spread them all over the iron plate.

There was a crackling sound as the frozen dumplings melted on the hot iron plate.

Hot oil splattered on my arm.

Now Eunha didn’t feel anything special.

Baking dumplings as soon as the festival started, he was used to the oil that might splatter.

“Eunha! Add 2 servings of fried dumplings!”

“What is it? Fried dumplings grilled on an iron plate…? The visuals are no joke.”

“Yes, fried dumplings are here!”

The surroundings were noisy.

Even though I couldn’t eat fried dumplings, I couldn’t understand this situation where people were grilling fried dumplings.

Originally, his role at the cultural festival was to distribute water for the students working in the booth.

Why do I have to bake fried dumplings?

Eun-ha expressed her dissatisfaction internally and baked fried dumplings.

I wanted to throw the spatula and leave.

However, the class 6 instructor was watching from behind, so I couldn’t escape.

“Eunha! I’m sorry, but I’ll ask for an extra serving of fried dumplings!”

“Welcome, everyone! Come and eat fried dumplings made by Noh Eun-ha, who entered the middle school academy this year as the second-ranked student!”

“The second seat in the academy will bake fried dumplings! These fried dumplings don’t get cold easily even if stored for a long time!”

Even a few days ago, the students in Class 6 of Year 1 had a hard time dealing with Eunha.

However, they did not have a hard time dealing with him who was baking fried dumplings.

It was because Eunha, who was diligently baking fried dumplings, and what happened at the end-of-semester party did not seem to overlap.

“Kim Minji, you really…”

All of this was because of Kim Min-ji.

Eun-ha internally cursed at Min-ji Kim and poured mana into the iron plate.

The iron plate with mana alloy was heated with mana as fuel, and fried dumplings were cooked to the inside.

“Why are there so many people…”

A bag of fried dumplings ran out.

Eun-ha poked her head out of the booth and looked at the people still standing in line with a stunned expression.

Why do I have to clean up the poop accumulated by the eaten people?

After a short break, another order came in.

He sighed and took out a fresh bag of fried dumplings from the refrigerator.

“If I had known it would be like this, those fried dumplings… I would have just eaten them.”

Noh Eun-ha skillfully grills fried dumplings without even paying attention to the iron plate.

As he flipped the fried dumplings with a spatula, he remembered what had happened a few days ago.

On that day, the 6th grade students had a practice session in advance to make fried dumplings to sell at the cultural festival.

After hearing the news, students from other classes came to the 1st year class 6 to eat fried dumplings.

Among them, unluckily, Kim Min-ji was among them.

‘hmm… , The liver is too plain?’

‘… uh? okay? Then, should I add some salt to this?’

‘Salt is too common… . wait for a sec… , I know how to cook. In this case… .’

Self-proclaimed Yojalal Kim Min-ji.

The students in Class 5 of the first year who had eaten curry made by her during the comprehensive ability evaluation in the summer were very aware of her ability.

However, it was never the students of Class 6 of the first year.

The students who cooked the fried dumplings were fascinated by the story she told like an expert, so they handed her the spatula.

‘… How about adding mustard? If you do that, the unique taste of mustard will permeate into the fried dumplings and it will be delicious. If you add ssamjang and sugar to this, it will be really delicious!’

‘… Is that so?’

‘of course! You guys know that sundae is eaten with ssamjang, don’t you?’

‘Isn’t sundae salt?’

‘This is why I don’t know… . Where is the law that says sundae must be eaten with salt? Sometimes you have to know how to dip sundae in ssamjang. How delicious is that… .’

The result was as expected.

On that day, the monster Kim Min-ji, who appeared in Class 6 of the 1st year, caused a large-scale ubiquity.

Students passed out after eating fried dumplings she made.

‘… huh? Did the dumpling stuff go bad? You guys, if you sold something like this to a cultural festival, you would have been in big trouble.’

””… … .””

Of all the students who couldn’t come to their senses until the day of the cultural festival, there were many people cooking fried dumplings.

As a result, there were not enough people to bake fried dumplings.

In response, the president of Class 6 in the first year noticed Eun-ha, who had Min-ji as a friend.

And Eun-ha had no choice but to clean up the poop that her friend had bought.

“Chairman, can’t I take a break too?”

I can’t do it anymore.

Eunha called the chairman serving fried dumplings to the people sitting at the table.

I don’t know the name.

It was a man he had never seen before in his life.

The appearance was also normal.

As a result, class 6 students called him the president.

Even he, who was not very interested in others, could call him by name comfortably even if he did not remember the name.

“Eunha, I want to let you rest too, you know that well….

The president expressed disapproval.

Eun-ha decided to curse Kim Min-ji, who was the culprit of all this.

Containing his anger, he used a spatula to fry fried dumplings on an iron plate.

The outside was burnt black.

“…Eunha, this is a bit…”

“It’s called gyoza. Enjoy it.”

Eunha was shameless.

Wearing glasses, the president showed his expression while serving charred fried dumplings.

The guest’s claim that followed was not something Eunha knew.

It’s lunchtime soon… .

You can’t even eat lunch and have to bake, right?

If that happens, I will beat them all and choose to escape.

Eun-ha made up her mind to endure it until lunchtime.

It was then.

“Huh? This was Eunha’s class?”

“sister?”

Eunha, who was burning fried dumplings with anger, looked at the people who stopped in front of the iron plate.

The goddess descended.

Eunha could speak confidently.

A woman with curly hair tied back, revealing her white neck.

Even the faintly shining fine hairs with their backs to the light looked holy.

“sister….”

“What’s wrong? Did something hard happen?”

It took a long time to bake the dumplings.

When he met her after just one day, he was delighted beyond words.

Then I came to my senses.

“…Nuna, don’t come close. Then the smell of fried dumplings lingers.” “How about that. Wow…, Eunha, did you make it? It looks delicious.”

“Would you like one?”

“Oh, really!?”

Actually, I wasn’t sober.

The galaxy was just mesmerized.

Sweating profusely from the heat of the iron plate, he just kept her from coming close to Eun-ah lest she smell the smell.

“Isn’t this cool?”

“…Huh? Did you have an older sister?”

“I’ve been there for a while…”

Eunha was putting fried dumplings in a paper bag for Eunah.

Then, he realized the existence of Ryu Yeon-hwa only when the surroundings of the iron plate suddenly became cool.

Her blue hair was tied back, and she had a somewhat disapproving expression on her face.

“Yeonhwa noona will eat fried dumplings too, right?”

“…Well, just one.”

“I’m going to eat with Yeonhwa, so just one.”

“okay.” “Hey… Eunha, I’m there too…”

Eun-ha did not pay attention to Han Chang-jin, who was far behind the two of them.

Covering his mouth with a hood, he gave a low order, but Eunha didn’t hear it.

“Hey, Eunha…”

It happened to be when he handed over fried dumplings to Yeon-hwa and Eun-ah.

Eun-ha turned her head to the chairman who approached with a puzzled expression on her face.

“Why? Just eat what they give you?”

“No, that’s not it… The people in line protested why I gave it to them first… so from now on, shouldn’t it be done in order…?”

“Hey, Chairman.”

“huh.”

“You, don’t you know what kind of people my sister and Ryu Yeon-hwa are?”

“Of course you know that. They’re people I respect. They’re the ones who get noticed in the academy.”

“Shouldn’t we make those people wait, or not?” “…Huh? No, but Eunha, these things must be in order…”

“My older sister comes first, okay?”

“…Uh, yes.”

Eunha pointed the spatula she used to fry fried dumplings at the chairman.

The chairman raised both hands as if it were a knife and stepped back.

I was overwhelmed by the atmosphere.

To the point where I just nodded my head.

“Eunha. Didn’t I tell you not to fight with your friend?”

Apparently, Eun-ah was modest.

Forced to clear her throat, she deliberately strained her eyes to scold him.

Then he bowed his head toward the people in line.

With Ryu Yeon-hwa.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know there was a line. I’ll give the fried dumplings I received to the person in line first.” “sorry.”

Suddenly, the two beauties bowed their heads.

Even if it wasn’t, ordinary people who visited the academy were whispering about the two people who appeared at the fried dumpling booth.

Some were even taking pictures.

In fact, only a handful of people criticized the two people for not lining up and cutting in line.

It was just that his voice was loud.

Most of them lost their eyes when looking at the beauty of the two.

However, the two bowed their heads and apologized.

Surprised people waved their hands at the people in front, saying they were okay.

“It could be that you don’t know! Has the world become this tough these days!?”

“It’s only for one person, what! You can wait for a while, can’t you stand it and scream at the kids?”

Those who had been shouting in displeasure a moment ago fell silent.

Eun-ah and Ryu Yeon-hwa approached them and asked for their understanding.

“…Did I talk too much?”

“The ladies take it. We’ll wait a little longer, well.”

“Are you really going to be okay?”

“Ah! It’s okay!”

Those who saw the two faces up close blushed and withdrew.

both men and women.

Rather, the women even approached the two in a friendly way, asking for a photo together.

“As expected, she is my sister.”

On the other hand, Eun-ha stopped baking fried dumplings and looked outside.

The corner of his mouth went up.

Seeing her start to chat happily with people made me feel better.

“Then Eunha, work hard! I’ll eat fried dumplings!”

“I’ll eat well.”

“Uh, Eunha, my fried dumplings…”

“Okay, see you later.”

Eun-ha said she would look around and saw Eun-ah and Yeon-hwa off, waving.

Somehow, I felt that there was someone between the two, but I decided to ignore it.

“…I want to go play too.”

“Let’s work hard until lunchtime. At that time, I’ll take the shift off.”

“…okay.”

Fortunately, I had time to rest.

Eun-ha, who was confirmed by the chairman to take a break, devoted herself to baking fried dumplings for the limited time left.

“—It’s Eunha.”

“…Yeonhwa noona?”

It wasn’t just hard work.

On the way, Yeon-hwa returned and said that she was having a hard time, and brought apple candy.

“Cheer up a little bit. Now, here. Eunha, don’t you like sweets?”

“Thank you. But… I want to eat it, but I don’t think I can eat it because my hands are like this.”

Eunha was holding the spatula with both hands.

There was no time to eat apple candy because the order was delayed.

So I decided to take heart.

I was just going to accept it…

“—Come on.”

“…”

Yeon-hwa, who took off the wrapping paper, held out the apple candy over the iron plate.

The galaxy stared blankly at it.

Gunmandu was burning.

The fried dumplings were not known.

“thank you.”

It was an action not like Ryu Yeon-hwa.

Eunha, who couldn’t adapt for a moment, bit off the apple candy.

The candy on his lips was sticky, but he was able to absorb that much sugar.

I felt like I could taste it now.

“how is it?”

“Is it delicious?”

“Right. Eun-ah enjoyed the food, so I thought you’d enjoy it too.”

Ryu Yeon-hwa gently raises her mouth.

Eun-ha discovered Ryu Yeon-hwa, whom she did not know, with a smile that seemed to melt thin ice.

“…Next time I’ll bring you some snacks.

I will.”

Perhaps Eun-ah hadn’t seen this smile yet.

☆

The third day of the cultural festival.

On this day, Eun-ha was also grilling fried dumplings diligently.

Rumors spread that he was baking fried dumplings after entering the middle school academy as the second-ranked student.

As a result, people from several clans came to visit the booth to even meet him.

“You really have no intention of doing my <The Sid>? No, why? What a great opportunity for you! Come under me, then I’ll make you stronger!”

Among them, Hyeoncheol Kang’s visit to the booth shocked academy students and industry officials.

<Yeomma> Kang Hyeon-cheol.

Kang Hyeon-cheol, even though he was considered a problem child, belonged to the Twelve.

That’s why he offered the position of <The Seed>.

People assumed that the galaxy would accept the offer.

“—It’s okay? If you’re not going to buy fried dumplings, you’ll get in the way of the people behind you, so get out there.”

“…Ah, really! Why! Why! Why! Just give me one serving of fried dumplings!”

However, Eunha flatly refused.

People gasped in surprise.

The class president of Class 6 was also staring at him in bewilderment, wanting to know what was going on.

Either that or not, Eunha and Kang Hyeoncheol grumbled among themselves.

“…Sheesh. Hey, Choco Pie kid. Haven’t I given up yet? Just like Park Hye-rim followed your sister to become <The Sid>, I won’t give up.” “… Wow…, goosebumps. I hate it.”

The galaxy was sprinkled with salt.

Hyeoncheol Kang saw it and left with a big smile.

The people present did not know how to take this.

Of course, he didn’t care about them and baked fried dumplings.

“Yes, one portion is served. Chairman, what are you doing without taking it?”

“…Ah…! Uh…, uh uh, yes!”

Eun-ha called the chairman who was standing there unconscious.

When his title was called, the chairman suddenly nodded and took away the warm fried dumplings.

Because he responded so naturally, people had no choice but to stand in line, feeling uncomfortable.

But they were surprised again.

“—Will you give me one fried dumpling too?”

“…Seohyun, what are you doing here?”

Seohyun Han, a direct descendant of Sirius Group.

She appeared with an appearance that people passing by could look back on.

I even put on light makeup.

Even exclusive players are not accompanied.

Still, no one was approaching her.

Because she gave off an air of detachedness from the world.

Like a person who came down from the moon.

“What are you doing not giving me?”

resounding sound.

There was only one person in this room who would not care to see her.

The galaxy—.

“—Then you have to stand in line.”

said.

A remark that made the people standing in line widen their eyes.

Naturally, Seohyun Han snorted.

“Do you want to get scolded?”

The two burst into laughter.