Chapter 72 (1/2)

Meanwhile, I came out of the capsule while thinking about eating the fruits cut by my daughter-in-law. Prometheus’ memories still remained despite coming out of the capsule and I didn’t know why. If I knew then I would’ve been a scientist, not a chef.

“Aldebaran became a demon king...”

Prometheus had no memory of what happened in the world after the war with Pluto. He was sleeping in the last Star Fruit, waiting for me. It was clear that Aldebaran had gone to the Demon World. The problem was that I had to go back to the Temple of the Wind... no matter how I thought about it, I couldn’t come up with a method.

Then my daughter-in-law came into the room. “Father, I’ll be going out for a while.”

“Huh? Who are you going to see?”

“I’m going to see Jungyeon. I’ll see her for a short time.”

“Ah, yes. Be careful.”

This person was a close friend of my daughter-in-law. She had come to the house before and her personality was very good. I went to the shoe box at the front to send off my daughter-in-law when I heard the sound of the password being pressed.

“Eh? Mother, where are you going?”

“Mido, I’m going to meet some friends. Please look after the house.”

“I understand. Be careful.”

“Yes, my daughter~ I love you.”

My daughter-in-law left the house and I met Mido’s eyes. “Grandfather, were you waiting?”

This wasn’t the case but in the circ.u.mstances, I thought I could score more points. I smiled and nodded. “Welcome home, Mido.”

I couldn’t help smiling whenever I saw her. Maybe it was because she resembled my dead wife a lot. I took her to the living room and put out a plate of fruit. “Your mother gave this to me but there is still a lot left. Eat some.”

“Grandfather, have you eaten?”

“Yes, I’ve already eaten a lot and I’m full.”

In fact, I wasn’t full. Still, it was great to see her enjoying the food. There was a crunching sound as Mido ate an apple.

...They looked so similar. Her side profile really looked like my wife as a young woman. I hid my sadness and asked her, “Did you have fun with my friend?”

“Ah, Wolf Mask ahjussi?”

...I’m not an ahjussi.

“Yes, that friend.”

“Yes, somewhat, but I owe him once again. He died saving me.”

“Ah, really?” I pretended that I didn’t know anything and almost burst out laughing.

Mido hurriedly exclaimed like she suddenly remembered something, “Ah, yes! Grandfather, do you know how to contact him?”

“Huh? I do. Why are you asking?”

“Several broadcasting stations got in touch with me. They want to release what I broadcasted today.”

“Broadcasting stations? So what’s the problem?”

“I think I need his permission.”

Ah, that was the problem. I think it was possible somehow. No, wait a minute. I was currently hiding my identity... was it okay to release the broadcast like this? I worried about it for a moment before answering, “First, leave contacting my friend to me.”

“I understand. Will you let me know?”

“Yes, I will.”

First, I had to think some more.

”By the way, how did you get to know him?” she asked the question she had been wondering about. I steadily replied with my prepared answer, “I stumbled across him in Mulan. We are both chefs so we shared recipes and became friends.”

“I see. By the way, is he really ugly? The article wrote that he is wearing a mask because his face is ugly.”

“Which bastard said that?”

“Huh...?”

Ah, my reaction was too agitated. “He isn’t ugly. Rather, he looks good and manly. He is also tall and chiseled. A gentleman, gentleman. Keke.”

“I knew it! He seemed like a good man.”

I was praised and my face involuntarily heated up. Mido saw my expression and questioned, “Grandfather, are you sick? Your face is red.”

“Uh, no. I’m just a bit hot.”

“Isn’t it currently winter?”

“Cough. I just drank hot tea.”

“Your ears are red too.”

I changed the topic again before I started stammering. “Cough, that isn’t important. When did you start broadcasting? What was it called? Yuttubi?”

“Pfft. YouTube. It hasn’t been long. I actually started because I wanted to make money to play games but it is more fun than I thought.”

“Really?”

I was embarrassed when a lot of people’s attention was on me so I couldn’t even imagine it. Perhaps Mido had talent in this area. In my eyes, she was more beautiful than most celebrities. Mido told me, “Today, I got a huge increase in the number of subscribers. I probably won’t have to pay for my university tuition fees from out of my own pocket this year.”

“Did you earn so much?”

“Yes. Do you remember the Star Candy?”

“Yes, I remember. Is that money?”

“Yes, you can think of it as one Star Candy is worth 70 won.”

If it was 70 won...

“Weren’t there a lot of people who gave 1,000 Star Candy?”

“Yes, so it is 70,000 won.”

“...Then how much did you earn today?”

“It is around a year’s tuition fees. Hehe. Well, this is all thanks to that ahjussi.”

Hey, that was a lot of money. I didn’t know if I could make that much money. I was tempted to try broadcasting for a moment. Nevertheless, I had no intention to do so. Not only did I have no talent but now wasn’t the time. Still, I thought it was okay to occasionally appear on Mido’s broadcasts to help.

At this moment, I decided to allow Mido to release the broadcast. I went into the room and pretended to be on the phone. For five minutes, I played the Go-Stop [1] game that Mido had downloaded. ()

[Yes! Godori!] [2]

[The other person has shouted to stop.]

[You have been defeated.]

“Shit...”

It seemed I had no luck in gambling. This was why I was always the dealer when playing Go-Stop with my family on the holidays. I sighed lightly and came out into the living room. “Mido.”

“Huh?”

“That friend said you can broadcast it.”

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