ReadNovel Chapter 110: The Academy's Spring Day (4)
Chapter 110: The Academy's Spring Day (4)
chapter 110: the academy's spring day (4)
the protagonist of the original work was addicted to tteokbokki.
he loved the food tteokbokki so much that he always ate it whenever he met the heroine. whenever they gathered as a group, they always had tteokbokki.
normally, men tended to go for safe choices like pasta or sushi when they were fairly friendly with a woman or, if their wallet allowed, a steakhouse.
but the protagonist stubbornly insists on eating tteokbokki from the beginning.
i thought it might have been his strategy to survive in korea as a foreigner from behind the blonde wall, but now i think it was probably just because the author liked tteokbokki.
‘the description of tteokbokki was unnecessarily detailed.’
i was confused whether i was reading a korean light novel or a gourmet critic’s essay on tteokbokki, as it was so specific and verbose.
the description of tteokbokki in one episode was more than the back-and-forth with the heroine, so it was only natural for readers to say they had spread rice cake on the post every time a tteokbokki story came up or that speed bumps were strewn with rice cakes.
of course, i didn’t read those parts.
however, there were a few times when i seriously considered unsubscribing when i realized that the post that came out once a day was nothing but praise for tteokbokki, and there was no serial number.
still, there were a few times when i thought, ‘they’ve written this much. maybe i’ll read it once’, and eventually, while reading, i learned about the protagonist’s taste for tteokbokki.
the protagonist was the author’s alter ego.
the author was crazy about tteokbokki.
therefore, it was only natural that yumir liked tteokbokki.
but.
“what did you just say?”
“i said, the first time, it’s tteokbokki.”
yumir lifted a thick rice cake with her chopsticks and placed it on the plate in front of her.
then she stretched it out long and started to chew the end of the rice cake.
“right, the first time is tteokbokki. i’m more into fried food, though.”
i picked up a squid ring with my chopsticks.
the fried squid ring was slightly larger than if i made a ring with my fingers, and i poured a bit of tteokbokki sauce on it on the plate.
“......hmm.”
yumir seemed somewhat displeased, but i swirled the chopsticks around the inside of the squid ring.
“......!!”
yumir’s eyes began to shake. she was just about to munch on the rice cake, but she stopped and put the plate down as if something had come up.
“gulp. what are you doing now?”
“dipping in the sauce.”
i swirled the inside of the ring with the chopsticks. the tteokbokki sauce started dripping from the end of the chopsticks, and i lightly grabbed the squid ring from both sides.
“......teacher?”
“yes.”
“what are you doing now?”
“eating. with you.”
i picked up the oval-shaped fried squid with chopsticks and popped a large piece into my mouth. thanks to the delivery, it had cooled down nicely, so there was no risk of burning my mouth, and i casually winked at yumir while chewing on the fried food.
“why.”
“.......”
yumir frowned, using one of her eyebrows, and soon reached out for the fried food.
click.
with an openly displeased face, she took a big bite out of a fried chili. she chewed the fried food as if she were grinding a small pebble, not savoring it but deliberately chewing it largely.
“is it not good?”
“no. it’s delicious. i usually eat like this.”
“you eat in a very unlucky way. you’ll never be able to do a food show. the ratings would drop like a stone.”
“why would i ever appear on an entertainment show?”
“well, you never know.”
i placed a large tteokbokki on the plate, then wrapped the rice cake with a fish cake strip. even though it was soaked in the sauce, the chewy texture was evident at a glance, and i took a big bite of the rice cake wrapped in fish cake.
“.......”
“now what.”
“do you have scissors?”
“i do. but don’t westerners usually not like using scissors at the table?”
“if a tool is needed, it’s human to use it.”
“well, there’s nothing you can’t do if you try.”
appearing through astral projection was essentially teleportation.
though it would consume an awful lot of mana.
“the goblin on sejong island appeared in jeju island 30 minutes later, something like that.”
“30 minutes... hmm. what i mean is a technique that takes virtually no time, being able to move to another place in just one second.”
“that might be possible, too?”
“really?”
“perhaps.”
it was a technique that could not be used unless you were prepared to use 90% of your magic and immediately revert your transformation.
and if i used that technique, i could only go to one place.
to the boss’s side.
‘it’s a paradox.’
the fact that i was fleeing to the chief’s side, discarding everything else, indicated that the situation was dire. but to actually use this teleportation, i needed to spend 90% of my mana.
it was not like an emergency escape device. in reality, this ability was useless for anything other than meeting the chief. even receiving aid from the mana of others or ultimate moves didn’t help.
regrettably.
but what about a being like yumir, who was brimming with mana?
“yumir, do you think spatial teleportation is easy? you need to calculate coordinates, ensure no object is in the destination space, and above all, you have to be certain that everything you possess can be transferred completely.”
“......”
“why?”
“no, it’s just that you speak like a superpower user.”
“it’s just a thought i had while watching movies and reading novels. even if you’re not an ability user, you can imagine having a superpower, right? just as we’re assuming that e-class yumir could use spatial teleportation.”
“hmm....”
neither yumir nor i had any intention of demonstrating our abilities here.
“if you meet the goblin, you should ask if spatial teleportation is really possible.”
“i’m not sure if yumir will have the opportunity to meet the goblin, but do ask well. who knows? if yumir provides some ideas, the goblin might be willing to reveal a lot.”
“do you think the goblin would reveal it to a hero aspirant?”
“as long as they’re not villains or demons, why not? if you say you’re going to clean up villains like yourself, wouldn’t they agree and help?”
“even the goblin would have their own motives.”
“that’s something yumir should answer. i don’t know what they would want from a hero aspirant.”
we would exchange useful skills if we ever met as the goblin and solar platina.
it was a win-win situation.
an ideal relationship.
“hmm.... come to think of it, it would be convenient if there was something like spatial teleportation. if i learned it, i could come and go from your house at any time, right?”
“do you want to be reported for home invasion?”
“then where would you want to go if you could teleport? to where your wife is?”
“hmm... a place i want to go.”
i lightly lifted my glass and looked at yumir.
“ulleung island.”
“......why?”
“because i can patriotically enjoy myself for more than 2 nights and 3 days without anyone’s prying eyes.”
“...2 nights and 3 days?”
“yes.”
yumir was politely eating her tteokbokki while watching me.
“2 nights, 3 days... patriotic?”
“of course.”
“that, that long...? is that possible?”
“yes. despite how i look.”
i leisurely sipped my drink and winked at yumir.
“i’m a man who went on a patriotic trip with my wife for christmas, saw the new year sunrise, and came back.”
if you are confident, come and seriously try it.