The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 7.2

How he had longed for this moment.

It had been a whole 10 years, 10 years.

Min Si-joon tried his best to sound okay as he spoke to his older brother.

“You must be hungry. Let’s eat dinner. I don’t know what you like these days, so一 I just picked up a bunch of different things. Just eat whatever you want, and if it’s not good, you don’t have to force yourself. Don’t eat too much, okay, older brother?”

Min Si-joon deftly laid out the food on the table.

Three kinds of chicken, kimchi stew, steamed dumplings, gopchang, bossam, jokbal, sushi, yukhoe, cider, cola, and various flavors of ice cream.

【𝔽𝕠𝕠𝕕, 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤? 𝕀’𝕞 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕠𝕕𝕒𝕪. 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦. ℍ𝕖’𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕟 𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦!】

Whether he had bought it for the two of them to eat or as a buffet, the not-so-small table was so full of food that there was barely any room to put down their rice bowls.

“Are you trying to make me explode?”

Siwoo laughed wryly at the sight of the food that had been prepared. It was all his favorite food.

The fact that his brother had bought his favorite food even after all this time brought a smile to his face.

Just that afternoon, he had felt alienated by the unfamiliar city of Seoul.

But this was what they meant by blood being thicker than water.

Just being with his brother made him feel an invisible bond of affection overflowing in his heart.

“Come on, older brother, sit down. The food’s getting cold.”

“Okay. Thanks.”

Siwoo sat down opposite Si-joon.

His brother’s face had changed a little in the time that they had been apart.

The guy who always used to smile cheerfully now had a consistently blank expression, and his boyish face had matured a bit.

Just ten years had brought about such changes.

How much must I have changed?

A sudden curiosity arose in him.

But Siwoo didn’t dwell on the thought for long.

Let’s focus on the present.

And the present was. . . food.

He picked up his chopsticks. Since he had eaten chicken that afternoon, he put the most appetizing tuna belly sushi in his mouth first.

【𝕀𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕕𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤? 𝕀𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕕𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤? ℂ𝕙𝕚, 𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝔾𝕠𝕕?】

Wow. . . .

The moment he bit down, it felt like fireworks were going off in his head. Siwoo, in a trance, brought the next piece of food to his mouth.

Yes, this was the taste. This was food.

The food in the other world had been more like gruel or dog food, with no time to enjoy it. Or perhaps it could be compared to horse manure or rotten eggs.

Siwoo couldn’t stop using his chopsticks.

He picked up some spicy gopchang and ate it, then picked up a chopstick full of savory yukhoe and ate it, then took a bite of a juicy dumpling.

【𝕁𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕖. . . 𝕎𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕙 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕤𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥! ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠𝕠!】

“Wow, this is really good.”

“Is it? Really? Is it really good?”

“Yeah. No kidding. I can’t even remember when I last ate food this good.”

Except for the chicken he had eaten that afternoon, of course.

“I’m glad. I was worried that your tastes might have changed.”

His younger brother, Si-joon, smiled brightly, looking relieved. It was the first time Si-joon had smiled like that in a long time.

Siwoo was touched by the sight of his brother’s concern.

After all, the only one who had looked after him in the other world had been Predator.

“Thank you.”

“. . . . . .Okay.”

Min Si-joon suppressed the countless questions he wanted to ask as he watched his brother eat.

Should he ask first? Or should he wait for his brother to tell him?

How long did he ponder like that?

Siwoo, who had put down his chopsticks, spoke first.

“It’s been about ten years since I disappeared, right?”

“Right. Where on earth have you been all this time, and why are you only showing up now?”

Siwoo looked up at the fluorescent light on the ceiling for a moment.

The light that had enveloped him on the day he had defeated the Demon King came to mind.

Siwoo explained to his brother everything that had happened to him, without embellishment but as succinctly as possible.

He had fallen into the other world, met Predator, and gained the ability to extract skills.

And after fighting for many years with the races of the other world, he had eventually become the underdog of that region.

He had continued to research information on interdimensional travel, and had traveled all over the other world to absorb abilities with Predator.

After obtaining information that only dragons possessed, he had searched for and fought dragons, and had finally defeated the ninth dragon to return to Earth through interdimensional travel.

【ℍ𝕒𝕙𝕒𝕙𝕒. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕝𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕠𝕝𝕤. ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕥𝕣𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪? 𝕆𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖, 𝔽𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕤𝕠 𝕀 𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕞𝕪 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕚𝕟. 𝔹𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖.】

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