“I know some people aside from my parents that own a three-star restaurant. And one of them received a three star at the age of 34, and worked for almost ten years. And then, he committed suicide. Maybe it was because he was scared that it would fall to two star. Honestly speaking, if it’s a three star full of burdens……it’s not nice for me. I just want to do my cooking.”
“However, your cooking will get evaluated. Even if you try not to care about it, in the end you will have to. Aren’t your parents like that?”
“I don’t know. Of course, they will have burdens. But they aren’t people who get swept up by the evaluation of others. Honestly speaking, even if they have it hard, there are no parents that want to show that to their children.”
Anderson talked like that and drank one more sip of red wine. As time passed, his face became red as the wine. He didn’t like alcohol much so he didn’t drink it, and because of that he was more sound than others. Jo Minjoon said with a preoccupied face.
“If you keep this up you will probably become zombies when you wake up tomorrow. Why don’t you stop drinking for a bit?”
“Shut up. If you aren’t going to drink then just silently eat the snacks.”
“…….I warned you.”
Jo Minjoon grumbled and put a biscuit in his mouth. The biscuit Marco made had a lime aroma and a charm you wouldn’t get sick of it. He opened his mouth.
“Ah, I need to get some baking skills. But this isn’t easy at all.”
“In your country you don’t eat much bread.”
“It’s more like a snack for us. And there are even less people who make it themselves.”
“Good. If the next mission is a baking one, one guy will surely be below us.”
At Anderson’s words Jo Minjoon laughed bitterly. Honestly, it was hard to refute.
“I just have to beg that it doesn’t end up a baking mission.”
“…….You want me to teach you?”
“Ha, what is this? You being kind.”
Honestly speaking, he didn’t have to ask for more if it was Anderson that was going to teach him. Because only him and Marco had baking level 7. Anderson said with a depressed face. Maybe it was because he was drunk, but his voice came out trembling.
“Jacob is gone……. And if you also leave, who will receive my temperament?”
“Then fix it. You and Kaya.”
“Don’t compare me to that spoiled girl……..”
“I can hear you. Shut your mouth.”
At Anderson’s words, Kaya that was fallen in a table said with a cold voice. She didn’t even drink much, but her face was really red. Anderson raised one corner of his mouth excessively. It was an expression you could clearly see that he was drunk.
“Why, if I don’t, are you planning to hit me?”
“You were raised so well that you don’t know how rash market people can be? Huh?”
“What raised well? I also suffered what I had to. It’s always like this. Just because our house lives well they think that we live without worries or hardships.”
“At least, you wouldn’t have brought the leftovers of a cabbage and cook with it just because you thought that it would be a waste”
At Kaya’s words, Anderson shut his mouth. He shook his head because of his temperament and got up.
“Ah, I don’t know. I’m going to sleep. Drink alcohol or olive oil between yourselves and do you as you please.”
He went to his room while tottering. Kaya just glared at him with her cheek resting in the table. Jo Minjoon let out a sigh.
“You are also quite drunk. Go to sleep.”
“I don’t want to. Don’t order me around. You think that you are able to order me able just because I don’t have money and I’m ignorant?”
“………See? You are drunk.”
Jo Minjoon put her arm on his shoulders and stood up. He saw Chloe, Marco, Joanne, and the rest that were also fallen on the table, but Kaya came first. Because if they were like that, they wouldn’t particularly make an accident. He walked almost by dragging her. Jo Minjoon let out a sigh.
“I told you not to drink too much. They say that you have to at least be 21 in the US to be able to drink. This is a crime you are doing.”
“Don’t act so stiff. Didn’t you drink at my age?”
“I didn’t.”
“…….Not funny bastard.”
Kaya grumbled. Jo Minjoon just frowned and put more strength in the arm he was holding Kaya on. She had eventually stopped walking.He opened his mouth.
“Walk properly.”
“I don’t want to. I’m going to resist. Did you see a cow just let itself be dragged to the slaughter house?”
“You aren’t going to the slaughter house, but to your room.”
Jo Minjoon pinched her wrist with the arm he was holding her. Kaya shouted ‘Ouch!’ and glared at him with resentment.
“I don’t like people who resort to violence…….”
“Why is this violence?”
“That’s why you can’t do alcohol. That person was also drunk……and beat mom. In front of my eyes. That person that called himself to be my father did that. It’s because of alcohol.”