Siwoo asked casually.
【Chicken! Are we eating chicken? I’m finally going to meet the Chicken God.】
When Siwoo was in the other world, he would list all the Korean food he had eaten whenever he ate.
“This isn’t meat. You have to have something like samgyeopsal sizzling on a griddle for it to be meat.”
“Hey. Don’t compare chicken to tough meat like jerky. Chicken melts in your mouth the moment you put it in.”
“It says Hanwoo. If you eat grilled dwejibichuri or jeoui, you won’t be able to eat any other meat.”
It was like this.
Of all the foods he had mentioned, chicken was the one he had mentioned the most.
If his feelings towards everything he saw had changed.
Then what about things like smell and taste?
He could just try it.
He found a chicken restaurant that caught his eye and went inside.
Jingle.
“Welcome!”
As soon as the door opened, a bright voice greeted Siwoo’s entrance. It was still early, so there was not a single person in the restaurant.
Siwoo sat down at an empty table and opened the menu.
When he had been alive, there had only been yangnyeom, fried, and ganjang at most.
What on earth is this taste?
The names were completely unfamiliar, and the visuals were different from ordinary whole chickens.
He even had the illusion that he had entered a chicken restaurant instead of a chicken specialty store.
“Can I help you order?”
A cute employee approached and asked.
Siwoo hesitated for a moment before solemnly pointing to the words in the corner of the menu.
“Half yangnyeom, half fried.”
“Yes, I understand! I’ll bring it out after making it delicious!”
She quickly brought over a bucket for the bones, chicken wings, and crackers and placed them on the table.
A little while later.
“Your order of half yangnyeom, half fried has arrived. Please enjoy your meal.”
The employee smiled at Siwoo and disappeared.
Sigh.
【𝕀 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝔾𝕠𝕕. 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝔾𝕠𝕕 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕤 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜. 𝕀𝕥’𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝔾𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕞 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒 𝔽𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝔾𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕞. 𝕀𝕥’𝕤 𝕞𝕒𝕛𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔.】
Siwoo smelled it first.
The smell of chicken fried in oil stimulated his olfactory cells along with the yangnyeom sauce.
The exhilaration from the smell gradually calmed Siwoo’s sharp nerves.
A forgotten, but unforgettable smell.
“It feels like I smelled it just yesterday.”
Was it because the olfactory nerve cells sent signals to the limbic system, which was responsible for memory and emotion?
Siwoo recalled one memory related to chicken in an instant, as if a dry sponge was absorbing water.
On the way home from a hard day of work.
A person who greeted him with an unusually happy face when he bought a whole chicken.
‘Did you want to see your older brother, or did you want to see the whole chicken?’
‘Both!!’
Si-joon, my little brother.
How much bigger has he gotten now?
【𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕠𝕕. 𝕀𝕥’𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕕.】
This damn bastard. . .
Siwoo glared at the bastard who had interrupted his sentimentality and reached out to the chicken.
【𝕀𝕗 𝕚𝕥’𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕕𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤, 𝕀’𝕝𝕝 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦.】
“Shut up and eat.”
A jet-black aura bloomed from Siwoo’s fingertips and instantly grabbed a piece of chicken.
A swift movement that was completely silent.
“How is it?”
【. . . . .𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕪 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕒𝕥 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕤.】
Siwoo chuckled.
He took a drumstick and placed it on his own plate before carefully taking a bite.
Munch, munch.
Oh, I’m about to curse.
Siwoo closed his eyes and slowly savored the taste.
A whirlpool of flavors, a storm of flavors, a tornado of flavors was ravaging his taste buds. His salivary glands tingled and an incredible amount of saliva flowed out like a flood.
I’m going crazy.
What on earth have I been eating for the past 100 years?
【𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝔾𝕠𝕕, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝔼𝕞𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕠𝕣, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝕄𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙. 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝔾𝕠𝕕 𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕨𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕.】
“Didn’t I tell you? It would be delicious.”
【𝕀 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕, 𝕤𝕠 𝕙-𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖! 𝔻𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗! 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕖!】
“It’s my money. You crazy bastard.”
Siwoo shook his head and reached for the yangnyeom chicken.
This time, three pieces disappeared in an instant.
“Hey, are you going to eat it all yourself?”
【𝕆𝕙, 𝕚𝕗 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕒 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕟, 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕞 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠𝕕𝕒𝕪. 𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖.】
“Yeah, that’s right.”
【𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝔼𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕙, 𝕀 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕒 𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕫𝕪 𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕒 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙. 𝕀’𝕞 𝕘𝕝𝕒𝕕 𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟.】
Ha, he had to add on that unnecessary second part.
Siwoo finished the chicken, paid the bill, and went outside.
By the way, he had paid with the 100,000 won he had received from Shin Ji-soo as a deposit for a contract.
【𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕠𝕨?】
“Where else?”
Siwoo muttered as he looked into the distance.
His tone was full of bitterness, unlike when he had been eating chicken.
“Home.”