Chapter 267

Relife Player 267

[Chapter 091]

[A Promise Unable to Keep]

The first day of the 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 you sell roasted chestnuts at the academy?

and mom! There are even roasted sweet potatoes over there!

...magic roasted sweet potato?

Welcome to the 1st grade class 1 cultural festival booth! We’re baking sweet potatoes by heating them with mana! It’s eco-friendly and so delicious!

There’s even cider infused with mana! It’ll hit harder than regular cider!

Roasted chestnuts and roasted sweet potatoes with mana.

It is 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 paid 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.

galaxy! Add 2 servings of fried dumplings!

what? Fried dumplings grilled on an iron plate...? The visuals are no joke.

Your 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.

galaxy! 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 secondary academy this year!

The second-in-command at the academy will bake fried dumplings! These fried dumplings do not 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.

Minji Kim You really...

All of this was because of Minji Kim.

Eun-ha internally cursed at Min-ji Kim and blew 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.

There are so many people...

A bag of fried dumplings has run 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 seasoning is too plain?’

‘...uh? okay? Then, should I put some salt in it?’

‘Salt is all too common... wait... I know one dish. In this case...’

Self-proclaimed yojal 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 gave her the spatula, fascinated by the story she told like an expert.

‘...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! Don’t you guys know that sundae is eaten with ssamjang?’

‘Isn’t sundae salt?’

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

The result was as expected.

The monster Kim Min-ji, who appeared in class 6 of 1st grade that day, caused a large-scale ubiquity.

Students passed out after eating fried dumplings she made.

‘...huh? Did the dumpling stuff go bad? If you sold something like this to the cultural festival, it would have been a big deal.’

””.......””

Of course, among the students who couldn’t come to their senses until the day the cultural festival was held, there were quite a few 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.

President, can’t I get some rest?

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... There are so many people and not many people have to bake fried dumplings... The

Seeing her starting a pleasant conversation with people made me feel better.

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

I’ll eat well.

Uh Eunha, my fried dumplings...

See you later.

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

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

...I want to go play too.

Let’s do our best until lunchtime. At that time, I will remove the shift.

...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 sister?

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. well here Eunha, do 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 get my heart.

─Now.

.......

Peeling off the wrapping paper, Yeon-hwa 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 taffy on his lips was sticky, but he was able to absorb the sugar.

I felt like I could taste it now.

how is it?

Is it delicious?

right. Since Eun-ah ate it deliciously, I thought you would like 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.

...I’ll bring you some snacks next time

.

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

☆

The third day of the Cultural Festival.

On this day, Eunha was also hard at work baking fried dumplings.

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 >? why not? What a chance for you! Come under me and 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.

─Is it okay? If you’re not going to buy fried dumplings, get in the way of the people behind you.

...Ah really! why! 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? That Park Hye-rim would not give up like he did when he followed your sister to become < The Sid >. ... and... creepy. 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 person came out. Chairman, what are you doing if you don’t take it quickly?

...ah...! uh... uh yeah!

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 detachment from the world.

Like a person who came down from the moon.

What are you doing not giving?

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.

Wanna be scolded?

The two burst into laughter.