ReLife Player Novel Chapter 267

Relife Player 267

[Chapter 091]

[A Promise Unable to Keep]

The first day of the cultural festival.

The Academy Culture Festival lasts for five days.

That’s why many people visit the academy from outside.

As a result, the entire academy site was crowded with people.

In particular, the booth of a snack bar located not far from the entrance was crowded with people as soon as it opened.

Do you sell roasted chestnuts at the academy?

and mom! There are even roasted sweet potatoes over there!

…magic roasted sweet potato?

Welco to the 1st grade class 1 cultural festival booth! We’re baking sweet potatoes by heating them with mana! It’s eco-friendly and so delicious!

There’s even cider infused with mana! It’ll hit harder than regular cider!

Roasted chestnuts and roasted sweet potatoes with mana.

It is a cider that infuses mana.

It was a common food in the market, but ordinary people who entered the entrance looked at it curiously as they made food using mana.

So people were fascinated by magic and bought food that tasted no different from ordinary food at a high price.

After a few people paid money to buy it, others also lined up out of curiosity, and the line soon beca a long one.

There is no ti to rest.

It was the sa with the 6th grade booth.

After receiving a new order, Eunha took out frozen dumplings from the refrigerator and spread them all over the iron plate.

There was a crackling sound as the frozen dumplings lted on the hot iron plate.

Hot oil splattered on my arm.

Now Eunha didn’t feel anything special.

Baking dumplings as soon as the festival started, he was used to the oil that might splatter.

galaxy! Add 2 servings of fried dumplings!

what? Fried dumplings grilled on an iron plate…? The visuals are no joke.

Your dumplings are here!

The surroundings were noisy.

Even though I couldn’t eat fried dumplings, I couldn’t understand this situation where people were grilling fried dumplings.

Originally, his role at the cultural festival was to distribute water for the students working in the booth.

Why do I have to bake fried dumplings?

Eun-ha expressed her dissatisfaction internally and baked fried dumplings.

I wanted to throw the spatula and leave.

However, the class 6 instructor was watching from behind, so I couldn’t escape.

galaxy! I’m sorry, but I’ll ask for an extra serving of fried dumplings!

Welco everyone! Co and eat fried dumplings made by Noh Eun-ha, who entered the secondary academy this year!

The second-in-command at the academy will bake fried dumplings! These fried dumplings do not get cold easily even if stored for a long ti!

Even a few days ago, the students in Class 6 of Year 1 had a hard ti dealing with Eunha.

However, they did not have a hard ti dealing with him who was baking fried dumplings.

It was because Eunha, who was diligently baking fried dumplings, and what happened at the end-of-sester party did not seem to overlap.

Minji Kim You really…

All of this was because of Minji Kim.

Eun-ha internally cursed at Min-ji Kim and blew mana into the iron plate.

The iron plate with mana alloy was heated with mana as fuel, and fried dumplings were cooked to the inside.

There are so many people…

A bag of fried dumplings has run out.

Eun-ha poked her head out of the booth and looked at the people still standing in line with a stunned expression.

Why do I have to clean up the poop accumulated by the eaten people?

After a short break, another order ca in.

He sighed and took out a fresh bag of fried dumplings from the refrigerator.

If I had known it would be like this, those fried dumplings… I would have just eaten them.

Noh Eun-ha skillfully grills fried dumplings without even paying attention to the iron plate.

As he flipped the fried dumplings with a spatula, he rembered what had happened a few days ago.

On that day, the 6th grade students had a practice session in advance to make fried dumplings to sell at the cultural festival.

After hearing the news, students from other classes ca to the 1st year class 6 to eat fried dumplings.

Among them, unluckily, Kim Min-ji was among them.

‘Hmm… The seasoning is too plain?’

‘…uh? okay? Then, should I put so salt in it?’

‘Salt is all too common… wait… I know one dish. In this case…’

Self-proclaid yojal Kim Min-ji.

The students in Class 5 of the first year who had eaten curry made by her during the comprehensive ability evaluation in the sumr were very aware of her ability.

However, it was never the students of Class 6 of the first year.

The students who cooked the fried dumplings gave her the spatula, fascinated by the story she told like an expert.

‘…how about adding mustard? If you do that, the unique taste of mustard will perate into the fried dumplings and it will be delicious. If you add ssamjang and sugar to this, it will be really delicious!’

‘…Is that so?’

‘of course! Don’t you guys know that sundae is eaten with ssamjang?’

‘Isn’t sundae salt?’

‘This is why I don’t know…. Where is the law that you must eat sundae with salt? Sotis you have to know how to dip sundae in ssamjang. How delicious that is again…’

The result was as expected.

The monster Kim Min-ji, who appeared in class 6 of 1st grade that day, caused a large-scale ubiquity.

Students passed out after eating fried dumplings she made.

‘…huh? Did the dumpling stuff go bad? If you sold sothing like this to the cultural festival, it would have been a big deal.’

””…….””

Of course, among the students who couldn’t co to their senses until the day the cultural festival was held, there were quite a few people cooking fried dumplings.

As a result, there were not enough people to bake fried dumplings.

In response, the president of Class 6 in the first year noticed Eun-ha, who had Min-ji as a friend.

And Eun-ha had no choice but to clean up the poop that her friend had bought.

President, can’t I get so rest?

I can’t do it anymore.

Eunha called the chairman serving fried dumplings to the people sitting at the table.

I don’t know the na.

It was a man he had never seen before in his life.

The appearance was also normal.

As a result, class 6 students called him the president.

Even he, who was not very interested in others, could call him by na comfortably even if he did not rember the na.

Eunha, I want to let you rest, too. You know that well… There are so many people and not many people have to bake fried dumplings… The

chairman expressed disapproval.

Eun-ha decided to curse Kim Min-ji, who was the culprit of all this.

Containing his anger, he used a spatula to fry fried dumplings on an iron plate.

The outside was burnt black.

…Eunha, this is a bit…

gyoza. bon appetit.

Eunha was shaless.

Wearing glasses, the president showed his expression while serving charred fried dumplings.

The guest’s claim that followed was not sothing Eunha knew.

It’s lunchti soon….

You don’t have to bake without eating lunch, right?

If that happens, I will beat them all and choose to escape.

Eun-ha made up her mind to endure it until lunchti.

It was then.

huh? Eunha was your class?

sister?

Eunha, who was burning fried dumplings with anger, looked at the people who stopped in front of the iron plate.

The goddess descended.

Eunha could speak confidently.

A woman with curly hair tied back, revealing her white neck.

Even the faintly shining fine hairs with their backs to the light looked holy.

Sister…

What’s wrong? Have you ever had a hard ti?

It took a long ti to bake the dumplings.

When he t her after just one day, he felt an indescribable delight.

Then I ca to my senses.

…don’t co near my sister. Then the sll of fried dumplings lingers. what about that Wow… did you make the galaxy? looks delicious.

would you like one?

uh really!?

Actually, I wasn’t sober.

The galaxy was just srized.

Sweating profusely from the heat of the iron plate, he just kept her from coming close to Eun-ah lest she sll the sll.

Isn’t this cool?

…uh? Did you have a sister?

I’ve been there since a while ago….

Eun-ah, who was putting fried dumplings in a paper carton for Eun-ah.

Then, he realized the existence of Ryu Yeon-hwa only when the surroundings of the iron plate suddenly beca cool.

Her blue hair was tied back, and she had a sowhat disapproving expression on her face.

Yeonhwa noona will eat fried dumplings too, right?

…then just one.

Yeonhwa and I are going to eat together, so just one.

okay. Hey… Eunha, I’m there too…

Eunha didn’t pay attention to Han Chang-jin, who was separated behind the two of them.

Covering his mouth with a hood, he gave a low order, but Eunha didn’t hear it.

Hey there, Eunha….

It happened to be when I handed over fried dumplings to Yeonhwa and Eunah.

Eun-ha turned her head to the chairman who approached with a puzzled expression on her face.

why? Do you just eat whatever they give you?

No, that’s not it… The people in line protested why did you give it to them first… so from next ti on, shouldn’t you keep the order…wouldn’t it…?

hey chairman.

huh.

Do you not know what kind of people my sister and Ryu Yeon-hwa are?

Of course you know They are people I respect. They’re the ones who get noticed at the academy.

Shouldn’t we make those people wait? …uh? No, but Eunha, these things must be in order…

My sister cos first. okay?

…uh yeah

Eunha pointed the spatula she used to fry fried dumplings at the chairman.

The chairman raised both hands as if it were a knife and stepped back.

I was overwheld by the atmosphere.

To the point where I just nodded my head.

galaxy Didn’t I tell you not to fight with your friends?

Apparently, Eun-ah was modest.

Forced to clear her throat, she deliberately strained her eyes to scold him.

Then he bowed his head toward the people in line.

With Ryu Yeon-hwa.

sorry. I didn’t know there was a line. The fried dumplings I received will be given to the first person. sorry.

Suddenly, the two beauties bowed their heads.

Even if it wasn’t, ordinary people who visited the academy were whispering about the two people who appeared at the fried dumpling booth.

So were even taking pictures.

In fact, only a handful of people criticized the two people for not lining up and cutting in line.

It was just that his voice was loud.

Most of them lost their eyes when looking at the beauty of the two.

However, the two bowed their heads and apologized.

Surprised people waved their hands at the people in front, saying they were okay.

You may not know that! Has the world beco this tough these days!?

It’s only one person, so what! You can wait a bit, can’t you stand it and scream at the little kids?

Those who had been shouting in displeasure a mont ago fell silent.

Eun-ah and Ryu Yeon-hwa approached them and asked for their understanding.

…Did I talk too much?

The girls take it. We’ll wait a little longer.

Will I really be okay?

ah! it’s okay!

Those who saw the two faces up close blushed and withdrew.

both n and won.

Rather, the won even approached the two in a friendly way, asking for a photo together.

also my sister

On the other hand, Eun-ha stopped baking fried dumplings and looked outside, which beca more friendly.

The corner of his mouth went up.

Seeing her starting a pleasant conversation with people made

feel better.

Then Eunha, work hard! I’ll eat fried dumplings!

I’ll eat well.

Uh Eunha, my fried dumplings…

See you later.

Eun-ha said she would look around and saw Eun-ah and Yeon-hwa off, waving their hands.

Sohow, I felt that there was soone between the two, but I decided to ignore it.

…I want to go play too.

Let’s do our best until lunchti. At that ti, I will remove the shift.

…okay.

Fortunately, I had ti to rest.

Eun-ha, who was confird by the chairman to take a break, devoted herself to baking fried dumplings for the limited ti left.

─It’s Eunha.

…Yeonhwa sister?

It wasn’t just hard work.

On the way, Yeon-hwa returned and said that she was having a hard ti, and brought apple candy.

Cheer up a little. well here Eunha, do you like sweets?

thank you. But… I want to eat it, but I don’t think I can eat it because my hands are like this.

Eunha was holding the spatula with both hands.

There was no ti to eat apple candy because the order was delayed.

So I decided to take heart.

I was just going to get my heart.

─Now.

…….

Peeling off the wrapping paper, Yeon-hwa held out the apple candy over the iron plate.

The galaxy stared blankly at it.

Gunmandu was burning.

The fried dumplings were not known.

thank you.

It was an action not like Ryu Yeon-hwa.

Eunha, who couldn’t adapt for a mont, bit off the apple candy.

The taffy on his lips was sticky, but he was able to absorb the sugar.

I felt like I could taste it now.

how is it?

Is it delicious?

right. Since Eun-ah ate it deliciously, I thought you would like it too.

Ryu Yeon-hwa gently raises her mouth.

Eun-ha discovered Ryu Yeon-hwa, whom she did not know, with a smile that seed to lt thin ice.

…I’ll bring you so snacks next ti

.

Perhaps Eun-ah hadn’t seen this smile yet.

☆

The third day of the Cultural Festival.

On this day, Eunha was also hard at work baking fried dumplings.

Rumors spread that he was baking fried dumplings after entering the middle school academy as the second-ranked student.

As a result, people from several clans ca to visit the booth to even et him.

You really have no intention of doing my < The Sid >? why not? What a chance for you! Co under

and I’ll make you stronger!

Among them, Hyeoncheol Kang’s visit to the booth shocked academy students and industry officials.

< Yeomma > Kang Hyeon-cheol.

Kang Hyeon-cheol, even though he was considered a problem child, belonged to the Twelve.

That’s why he offered the position of < The Seed >.

People assud that the galaxy would accept the offer.

─Is it okay? If you’re not going to buy fried dumplings, get in the way of the people behind you.

…Ah really! why! why! why! why! Just give

one serving of fried dumplings!

However, Eunha flatly refused.

People gasped in surprise.

The class president of Class 6 was also staring at him in bewildernt, wanting to know what was going on.

Either that or not, Eunha and Kang Hyeoncheol grumbled among themselves.

…Sheesh. Hey Choco Pie kid. Haven’t I given up yet? That Park Hye-rim would not give up like he did when he followed your sister to beco < The Sid >. … and… creepy. hate it

The galaxy was sprinkled with salt.

Hyeoncheol Kang saw it and left with a big smile.

The people present did not know how to take this.

Of course, he didn’t care about them and baked fried dumplings.

Yes, one person ca out. Chairman, what are you doing if you don’t take it quickly?

…ah…! uh… uh yeah!

Eun-ha called the chairman who was standing there unconscious.

When his title was called, the chairman suddenly nodded and took away the warm fried dumplings.

Because he responded so naturally, people had no choice but to stand in line, feeling uncomfortable.

But they were surprised again.

-Will you give

one fried dumpling too?

…Seohyun, what are you doing here?

Seohyun Han, a direct descendant of Sirius Group.

She appeared with an appearance that people passing by could look back on.

I even put on light makeup.

Even exclusive players are not accompanied.

Still, no one was approaching her.

Because she gave off an air of detachnt from the world.

Like a person who ca down from the moon.

What are you doing not giving?

resounding sound.

There was only one person in this room who would not care to see her.

The galaxy—.

─Then you have to stand in line.

said.

A remark that made the people standing in line widen their eyes.

Naturally, Seohyun Han snorted.

Wanna be scolded?

The two burst into laughter.