Minjoon wanted to become a chef that you wouldn’t even need to hesitate to give him any kind of ingredients. He wanted to climb to the place where all the world would acknowledge him, and no one would doubt about the flavor.
Then, Kaya opened her mouth.
“I don’t want that.”
“…….What?”
“Dividing it as high and low class. Even so, how much of a difference would there be? I…… Just want to open a restaurant that everyone can go to. Not a restaurant that you can only look at it and be envious of……… A restaurant that anyone can come. A place where not only pigs with money, but also poor bastards can go to.”
Realistically speaking, it was difficult. Operation fees, ingredient fees, and the most basic thing, personal expenses. Taking into account all of those things, you could only give up on opening a good restaurant. And thinking about Kaya’s skills, he thought that it would be too wasteful. Chloe coughed with an ‘ahem’.
“Recently, I got one.”
“What?”
“What kind of restaurant I want to inaugurate. So this. I………”
Chloe just touched the sand as if it was embarrassing to say. Just as her flushed cheek, the red sand started to stick in her hands like flour. Her shy sight directed at Jo Minjoon for a moment, and then again at the lunch boxes.
“I want to do it just like Anderson’s parents. It was a couple’s restaurant? Me too……. I want to do that with the person I love.”
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