Imagine telling his friend�s elder things like, �Choi Han, go pay for your meal,� or, �Get out there and fight.� Choi Jung Soo would have beaten him up and they would have all cussed him out while saying that he was mentally ill.

��One day, I-
I will smack the God of Death in the back.�

Cale made a firm resolution. He was someone who always accomplished the things he set his mind on. He had smacked both Imperial Prince Adin and the White Star from behind already. Well, not enough for the White Star just yet. He needed to smack him harder.
Cale�s mind started to get more complicated. It was hard to think as usual when dealing with such a shocking situation.

� Human��

Raon helped center Cale again.

�What is it?�
� What are jokbal and veggie tempura?
�Food.�

� Human, do you like those things?

Cale answered without any hesitation.
Raon should act accordingly because he already said that everything they were talking about was a secret.

�Mm, yes?�
� Oh� I understand. I still have a lot of space in my spatial dimension.

Flinch.

Cale�s shoulders flinched.
The tips of his hands that were lowered twitched.

Spatial dimension.
Those words made Cale think about Raon stuffing his face with doenjang, jokbal, and gochujang after he faints.

That was too, too vicious.

�Those foods aren�t here.�

He urgently responded that way.

� Doesn�t Choi Han know about them? Choi Han should know how to make them because they are food from his hometown! That�s fine then!

��Hmm?
What�s fine?
I�m not okay with that.�

Cale started to imagine the tear-soaked kimchi that would end up in his mouth once he fainted.

That�
That really did not seem enjoyable. But thinking about his red hair pairing with his face that would be red from blood and kimchi� That would be quite a sight.

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