She was filled with anxiety when she thought that she would be put back down if she was too heavy.
But they really arrived running steadfastly.
She knew he had lots of male friends, but she just realized that the sheet anchor she thought she had wasn’t there.
That projected onto Lee Hyun; and Lee Hyun appeared much more favorable in her eyes.
Having returned after two laps around the island, before long it was already time for dinner.
Lee Hyun immediately started preparing food.
The foods he was making this time were grilled chops covered in rosemary sauce and Mediterranean shellfish soup.
Although he could have just made the grilled pork to eat, he but specifically opted out for the more labor intensive dishes because he thought about the amount of work their jaws would be doing otherwise.
“Hyeong, let me help you.”
Park Sunjo came over with his hands ready.
The other group members, unless they weren’t presented at the moment, were lying on the ground gasping for air intensively to be able to do anything else.
Fortunately for Park Sunjo as he made into the first group during the first lap at the 29th place.
Lee Hyun asked while trimming the ribs.
“Have you done or watched a lot of cooking at home?”
“No. I don’t watch it. I don’t go into the kitchen so I almost never see it.”
“But there must be a dish you can do.”
“Yes, I can make a bowl of ramen well.”
“…Do you know how to peel fruits?”
“Peeling? I’ve never seen it done before. If you leave it to me then I’ll try.”
“Wash the dishes.”
Lee Hyun rather chose to suffer alone.
In Royal Road, he can receive help from his party members as they have a basis for cooking to trim the materials and such.
But now in the real world, since there was no such thing as Cooking skill to keep things tolerable, he decided to directly work on them all.
But Seoyoon was exempt from cooking even with the skill.
The worse food!
Even comparing to fighting off a fever from the cold, a human with highest spirit would die if they were forced to eat something so tough.
If Seoyoon was somewhere within the vicinity of the dish, it would dried up somehow.
‘Welp yeah. Anywhere in this world, there are people who are incompatible with this sort of stuff because they’re not fated to suffer.’
The smoke billow from the fire was huge as Lee Hyun grilled the ribs.
“You need?”
Hong Seonye offered him a towel.
She came and brought him a clean towel.
Her hair and face were wet as if she had just gone to wash her face with water.
“Because of me that you had to do two laps when you’re not supposed to. I’m so sorry. It must have been tough.”
This time also, Lee Hyun answered candidly.
“It was not a big deal.”
“The professors are really too much, If we come here for an MT then why the hell are we training!”
When women strongly criticize something, the point they’re making usually lies contrary to what they’re saying.
Essential, the right thing to do in this situation that could blossom into that of friendship is to agree and pass judgment on the said subject.
Rather than using one’s logic or offer a solution, just use a few simple easy to understand words accordingly to increase points.
On the other hand, Lee Hyun took a good look at Hong Seonye like he had never done so before and roughly replied.
“The implied hell’s training is too easy.”
“It’s easy?”
“It doesn’t need to be called ‘training of hell.’”
Generally, if something is named that, then it shouldn’t be so easy.
If it was laid out like Lee Hyun’s plan, then it wouldn’t be so effortlessly doable. Upon arriving to the island, they would march orderly into the mountain for 20 kilometers.
At the end of the march, they would exercise for about three hours through the mean of having battles. After that, a meal that takes about five minutes to finish then onto the next course.
In which they throws themselves into the sea; with sea water fill about half of their body, and they would run in that state while carrying logs!