Three Meals of a Reincarnator

Chapter 347: Chapter 347

The alcohol was clean with a subtle scent, and it went perfectly with winter.

What would this clean feeling that embraced the cold taste like in the summer?

He had a feeling it would have a completely different vibe.

In that sense, the high-end sake gave him a romantic feeling.

“You seem to like it,” Ho Sung Lee said with a smile.

“It’s not bad. Actually…”

While Min Sung stared at the bottle with a smile, the server appeared with the food.

There were two orders of Don Deki as well as Nagasaki spicy seafood noodles.

“Let’s eat,” said Min Sung while picking up the spoon.

Ho Sung Lee nodded and picked up his.

First, Min Sung took a close look at the food.

Looking at the food closely before eating helped him to enjoy the food even more.

Enjoying food with his eyes was a part of Min Sung’s process when it came to eating.

First, he took a look at the Don Deki.

On top of the cooked pork was a dark sauce, and on top of that were sliced onions as well as some green onions.

And beside it was sliced cabbage.

Also, the rice wasn’t just normal rice, but it was rice that contained flying fish roe.

The visual was enough to make him gulp just by looking at it.

He couldn’t hold it in anymore.

He had to eat.

Min Sung took a bite of the rice before bringing a piece of the pork with onion to his mouth.

Chomp!

Min Sung knitted his brows.

It wasn’t because it was bad but because it was that good.

The pork was incredibly soft.

But the more important part was the sauce.

He felt as though he was tasting the tradition behind teriyaki sauce.

It was sweet yet unique.

And although he passed by it the first time, the taste of the flying fish roe rice was very interesting.

The way the rice chewed between his teeth was so beautiful that he couldn’t leave it alone.

Min Sung placed the Don Deki sauce on top of the flying fish roe rice and tasted it again.

It was as he expected!

It was delicious.

After focusing on the Don Deki, Min Sung naturally moved on to the Nagasaki spicy seafood noodles.

It was steaming hot, and it looked as though it was in a commercial.

Min Sung put down his spoon and used the ladle to transfer some of the Nagasaki spicy seafood noodles to a different plate.

On top of the pale broth were vegetables, noodles, pork, squid, shrimp, shellfish, and cabbage, and it showed off an impactful visual.

Despite having enjoyed half of the Don Deki already, his appetite soared in front of the Nagasaki spicy seafood noodles.

In order to not miss the heat of the Nagasaki spicy seafood noodles, Min Sung immediately began to taste the thick noodles.

The noodles sucked into his mouth.

Upon swallowing, Min Sung’s mouth let out hot steam.

The noodles were thick, soft, and chewy. And the broth gave off a deep flavor.

Was this the flavor of a Japanese master?

“Not bad.”

Min Sung smiled and drank the broth.

After that, he put down the dish and looked out the window.

The scenery of the bare branches in winter suited the meal very much.

***

As soon as they finished their meal, they were served tea that would help with digestion. They explained that the tea went well with alcohol as well.

The warm tea made him feel as though he was being healed.

Drinking tea in a place like this made him feel comfortable.

After their meal, while they drank their tea at the table, which had already been cleared.

“Ho Sung,” called Min Sung.

“Yes, Sir.

Ho Sung Lee put down his tea glass and looked at Min Sung.

“It’ll probably be quiet from now on, right?”

“I think so. Since the national leaders and hunter leaders have experienced you, they probably won’t get other thoughts.”

“You take the lead until things calm down, and then pass it onto Central Institute. Also…”

Ho Sung Lee looked at Min Sung and waited for his response.

“After that, you can live however you want,” said Min Sung while looking out the window while sipping his tea.

“Are you saying…”

“Yeah. You’re free.”

Ho Sung Lee smiled.

“I’ve never thought I was being captive.”

“Nevertheless, I also want to live on as just an average human being.”

“An average human being? You?”

Ho Sung Lee tried to hold in his laughter, but when Min Sung glared at him, he fixed his face.

“Sir, I’ve been thinking. I need to set up a foundation, but I also want to do something else.”

“What? Cooking?”

Ho Sung Lee smiled shyly.

“Yes. I want to set up a restaurant.”

Min Sung scoffed.

It wasn’t out of mockery but because it suited him well.

“Please come often. You won’t be able to get a table once word gets out.”

“You sure have confidence for no good reason.”

Ho Sung Lee scratched his head.

“I can’t deny that. I’m sorry I failed to meet your expectations.”

Ho Sung Lee looked down at his tea and smiled bitterly.

“But your cooking wasn’t bad. I enjoyed it.”

In response, Ho Sung Lee opened his eyes wide and stared at Min Sung.

Ho Sung Lee then smiled.

“I also enjoyed my time with you.”

“But it’s not over yet. So don’t let your guard down.”

“Of course.”

“But… what are you going to sell?”

Min Sung asked Ho Sung Lee.

“Oh, for food?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m going to sell different food every day. I’ll just make what I feel like.”

Min Sung nodded.

“That’s not a bad idea.”

“I know how to make too many things to just focus on one.”

Ho Sung Lee flipped his head back and laughed loudly.

“I’ll visit sometime,” said Min Sung upon finishing his tea.

“Once you come once, you won’t be able to stop. Huhuhuhu!”

“Let’s go.”

Min Sung sprung up.

Ho Sung Lee wiped his nose and proceeded to pay for the meal.

***

It was only after Min Sung taught the national leaders a lesson that the drug issue began to find control.

Dungeons were no longer appearing, and fewer hunters were getting involved with crimes, so citizens found stability again, and people were in even more awe of Min Sung.

But as time went on, the public’s sentiments about Min Sung began to die down.

That was because while peace was being maintained, being a fan of Min Sung couldn’t continue for much longer.

They began to get used to the democratic world.

And as a result, Min Sung was able to enjoy more peaceful days.

But he was still getting requests of interviews, so he had his phone on silent.

And since Central Institute was preventing anyone from bothering Min Sung from close up, he wasn’t particularly uncomfortable.

He was able to live in peace for a long time.

“Would you like a cup of coffee?”

Woong Jang approached and asked.

“No, I want to sleep. Also, from now on…”

“Yes?”

“If you don’t want to keep living here, you don’t have to. In the time that you’re not here, I’ll just eat out.”

“Yes, Sir,” answered Woong Jang with a warm smile.

Min Sung nodded and laid in the bedroom.

He felt the soft sheets as he closed his eyes.

He felt comfortable.

Afternoon naps were the best.

***

“Huu!”

Ho Sung Lee breathed out his cigarette with a smirk while looking into the distance and leaning on his car.

It had been one month since the duties related to the hunter leaders and national leaders were handed over to Central Institute.

In that short period of time, the problem of criminal drug organizations was pretty much resolved.

As the hunters, who were involved in crimes, slowly moved over to fulfill national public order duties, it was hard to see even a trace of any hunters getting involved with drugs.

Things had finally been resolved.

Ho Sung Lee smiled bitterly while enjoying the scenery.

Time had passed, but he still couldn’t believe it.

He felt refreshed but sad at the same time.

Was that why?

Past memories passed through his mind all at once.

Ever since he met Min Sung Kang when he tried to steal his item.

Ho Sung Lee smirked.

He couldn’t believe he tried to steal an item from him.

But as a result, he spent a spectacular time.

Ho Sung Lee smiled at his past memories. He remembered when he first met Bowl, and the times when he almost died. Also, the times when he was in awe of Min Sung’s power.

He felt like his upcoming days would be no fun, but when he thought about it, it was also his chance to live a new life.

If it wasn’t for this, he never would’ve thought about opening a restaurant.

But since it wasn’t a matter that could be decided easily, he had just finished making up his mind.

“Hm…”

His thoughts were still deep when he thought about it.

He talked to Woong Jang about starting a foundation, but as Min Sung had said, he made lots of mistakes.

Could he do both at once?

He had thought about it, but he still hadn’t made up his mind.

He put out his cigarette, put on some music in the car, laid back, and fell deeply into thought.

He then made his decision.

He figured it was best to find someone who will manage the foundation for him.

“I should go to the shadow guild.”

He couldn’t waste any time.

Ho Sung Lee got back up. He put on his seatbelt and started his car.

Just as he set out to the shadow guild, he got a call.

“Huh? It’s Commander Kim.”

As soon as Ho Sung Lee saw who it was, he pressed the Bluetooth button.

“Yes, Commander Kim. It’s me.”

Ho Sung.

“Yes? What is it?”

Can you help me?