The dungeon smells like chicken

Episode 7

It was Michael who spoke first. The ex-boyfriend who had been mumbling spoke in a crawling voice.

“No, I have something to do with Sena… …

“I asked what your business was.”

Michael politely cut him off. The embarrassed ex-boyfriend started talking.

“No, that’s not it. He’s my ex-boyfriend. I came to see him because I couldn’t contact him for a while.”

“You crazy bastard! Why are you my boyfriend!”

Sena, who had been holding back in front of Michael, exploded. In an instant, Michael’s demeanor changed. He began to glare at his ex-boyfriend with threatening eyes.

“No, really! It’s true! Right now, Sena is angry and lying… …

My ex-boyfriend, who had been talking loudly, suddenly started making noises.

He looked in pain, clutching his throat and groaning as if he had heard a sarae. If it was acting, it was pretty convincing acting.

Michael reached out with one hand and nudged her shoulder. Only then did her ex-boyfriend stop coughing and hesitate before stepping back.

“If you approach me again, I won’t end it with words.”

The ex-boyfriend, startled by the sharp voice, nodded his head.

“Sorry, sorry… …

My ex-boyfriend, who had been bowing down cowardly, suddenly turned around and ran away. However, his running speed was slow.

It looked like he was staggering.

‘You acted so strong in front of me, but you turned away so easily?’

Sena, who was feeling dumbfounded, felt Michael’s gaze. A feeling of shame belatedly came over her.

“Are you okay?”

It was a worried voice. Sena knew that Michael was worried about her.

She mustered up her courage and got out of the car.

“Thank you for helping me. I was so confused I didn’t know what to do.”

Then Michael’s eyes shook slightly.

“… … Did I handle it too gently?”

“yes?”

“I’m sorry. I’ll finish it up and come back right away.”

“Wh, what ending? No, you don’t have to do that!”

Sena was startled and grabbed Michael’s arm. Michael, who was holding onto her, spoke.

“But he was so obsessed that he knew his name and home. If we left him alone, he would be a source of trouble.”

“… … That’s because we knew each other before.”

Michael seemed confused. Sena confessed with a miserable heart.

“He’s not my current boyfriend, but he’s my ex-boyfriend.”

“What kind of relationship does the word boyfriend mean?”

For a moment, Sena was speechless. She realized anew that Michael had come from another world.

“That’s what I mean when I say the person you’re dating is your boyfriend… …

“Are you dating?”

“When a man and a woman interact with each other, it’s called dating.”

“… … So are you fiancé?”

Michael asked cautiously. Sena, who had been dazed for a moment, flared up.

“No? No, I’m not! What about engagement! I never thought about that! We broke up a long time ago! I didn’t even like her enough to get engaged in the first place! Being engaged is completely different from being engaged!!”

“I’m sorry.”

Michael apologized with surprised rabbit eyes.

Only then did Sena come to her senses and bite her lip. Even though she had promised herself not to overdo it.

“Anyway, we broke up because we didn’t fit together, and now we’re not in a relationship at all.”

“yes.”

Michael answered obediently. Sena, who felt relieved for no reason, waved her hand.

“Get in the car. I’ll open the door and come over.”

As I was opening the gate to park, Michael followed me.

I was about to ask what was going on, but he opened his mouth first.

“I’m sorry. I was so ignorant… … I never meant to insult you, young lady.”

When I saw the man who was so sorry that he didn’t know what to do, tears suddenly welled up in my eyes. I tried my best not to show my pitiful appearance.

“No. I’m sorry for being so sensitive. I just felt so embarrassed and hurt. I was ashamed that I had a boyfriend like that…

“It’s not shameful.”

Soft brown eyes stared at her.

“I said we broke up because we didn’t fit each other.

You wrote it. It is not shameful or embarrassing. Don’t be upset.”

It wasn’t a special consolation. But Michael was saying it with sincerity. It came across as warmth to Sena.

“thank you.”

Sena added, hesitating for a moment.

“Oh, I haven’t told you my name yet, right? It’s Heung Sena. Heung is my last name and Sena is my first name.”

On the first day, I was very cautious and didn’t introduce myself.

I didn’t. After that, I didn’t feel like saying the name again. But now, somehow, it seemed okay.

Michael, who had been blinking, smiled slightly. “I’m Michael. I don’t have a last name.”

“Please take care of me in the future, Michael.”

Sena followed him and smiled. Then Michael stopped and lowered his eyes. His slightly red face seemed embarrassed.

“Please take care of me, young lady.”

I’m going to be watching TV absentmindedly on the weekend.

It was a time when a movie that had been released a few years ago was passing by without meaning.

At that moment, Sejun, who was dreaming next to me, said, “Sister, I want to eat that.”

It was a scene where a man invited his lover over and prepared dinner.

Meatball spaghetti with steaming hot sauce, lightly toasted rye bread topped with cheese, and fresh fruit salad. My mouth was watering.

Sena went to the kitchen as if possessed and turned on the water. She was thinking of using shrimp instead of meatballs.

While I was preparing the cheese and tomatoes to put on the bread, Sejun held up his phone.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to write down what you cook, sister.”

“It’s useless.”

Pick Sena smiled and focused on cooking again.

“Sister, look at this.”

A few days later, Sejun handed me his phone. I saw a video of her cooking. I couldn’t see her face, only her hands were moving busily.

Sena left a comment under the video

I was shocked when I saw it.

“what’s this?”

“Look at the comments. Everyone is praising you, sister.”

She forgot to scold her younger sister and read the comments. There were only a few comments, but she read them over and over again.

Short compliments like “It looks delicious”, “It’s making my mouth water”, and “You’re a good cook”. My face turned red, but I felt good.

From then on, Sena filmed and uploaded videos of herself cooking every weekend. She later even bought a camera to film. As time went by, the number of views steadily increased. She also found regular viewers.

Then, the ‘manhwagogi’ that was made at Sejun’s request became a huge hit. The ‘devil fruit’ that was uploaded next recorded an enormous number of views. I was rubbing my eyes at the unbelievable number.

After that, Sena made special dishes that appeared in movies and cartoons. She also didn’t miss out on ordinary dishes like kimchi and fish cake soup.

As a result of doing both things in parallel, she gradually became famous.

There was also an unexpected income. It was thanks to the advertisements attached to the video. When I received an amount several times my salary, it was too much.

I was so surprised that I held my breath.

But not all good things happened. Someone appeared claiming that Sena had plagiarized his videos.

Every one of Sena’s videos was commented on by people saying she was a thief and was stealing their ideas.

It was an absurd lie, but as it was repeated over and over again, there were even people who started cursing Sena.

Sena started to feel stressed because of the malicious comments. She tried to talk to her ex-boyfriend about it, but he said nonsense that she could just not look at them.

“Don’t do that, when you’re popular,

Let’s open a store by myself. Since you don’t have any business sense, I’ll take care of managing the money. How nice would it be if I were the boss and you were the wife?”

It seemed like she was going crazy because of her ex-boyfriend, not because of the malicious commenters. Eventually, Sena quit her job due to stress and took a break.

‘Thanks to you, I broke up with my ex-boyfriend, so it’s not like it’s all that bad.’

Sena was staring blankly at the monitor.

After suffering from malicious comments, I uploaded the video almost as if I was squeezing it. I guess I reached my limit and now I have no ideas.

It didn’t go up.

‘I should upload a new video by today.’

She sighed and just kept clicking the mouse.

“miss.”

Sena almost kicked the desk when she suddenly heard Michael’s voice. “Yes, yes!” She shouted, and a voice continued from outside the door.

“It looks like it’s going to rain. Should I hang out the laundry?”

“Ah, well, I’ll go out!”

Sena hurried out.

As she opened the door, Michael greeted her with a small smile.

“Sorry for disturbing you.”

“no.”

Sena felt her face turn red.

Even though we’ve been living together for almost a month, I still haven’t gotten used to Michael’s smile.

‘Just looking at it makes me feel purified:

It was a face that fit the description of kind and gentle perfectly. When I looked at that kind smile, I didn’t really notice his threatening size.

“Right, laundry. I said I had to take the laundry out, right?”

Sena, who had been dazed for a while, hurriedly walked. She quickly went down the stairs, conscious of Michael following her.

The stairs no longer creaked. It was Michael’s handiwork.

He went around fixing old houses from time to time. He was so good at fixing things without any special tools that there was no need for a specialist.

‘I was really surprised when I repaired the wall by myself.’

You also need help when changing a light bulb.

was an enviable ability for Sena.

‘I want to tell him to stop because it feels like he’s taking advantage of me, but I’m afraid he’ll misunderstand if I say it wrong.’

It was hard to speak because I could sense his will to pay for the meal. Sena, who was thinking about it, suddenly noticed the blanket and clothes lying on the floor.

‘Huh? Did you stop by while hanging up the laundry?’

Something seemed odd, and then I saw her pajamas hanging in the middle of the clothesline. Michael, who was collecting the laundry, seemed to have come looking for it in a panic.

‘There’s no need to wear underwear even to pajamas.’

Sena sighed and went out into the yard to take off her pajamas. Michael, whose face had become lighter after the pajamas were removed, picked up the remaining laundry.

“I’ll do it.”

“It’s faster if we do it together.”

Eventually, they sit side by side on the floor and do the laundry.

The sky seemed to be getting cloudier, and then raindrops started falling. Sena stared blankly at the raindrops.

“On a day like this, seafood pancake is the way to go… …

Michael, who was folding laundry, looked at me with a puzzled look

Sent. Sena shook her head quickly.

‘I don’t have any green onions, but I have some chives that I bought on sale. If I add some chopped shrimp and squid…

As expected, seafood and chive pancakes seemed like they would work. I also had some makgeolli that I bought to make hotteok.

After finishing her calculations, Sena walked into the kitchen with frequent steps, forgetting to even hang up the laundry.

Michael, who smiled at the frequent occurrence, cleaned up after himself.