The Late Cook Ascends the Tower - The Late Cook Ascends the Tower chapter 37

37 – Episode 37. Hardcore route_(4)

Is it because you have no idea?

Or did you lose your temper because you were scared?

f*ck-!

Pink hair flutters.

It used to be right in front of me, but now it flies far behind me.

The sound of spray can be heard from there.

Then the shock sound.

Kwa-ang!

Gaa’s scales, which had been bright red, had returned to a gray color.

There are two possible cases for this to happen.

Someone dodged the dragon dive, or got hit.

I don’t know.

The plan was obviously perfect.

I still have dozens of ways to deal with Gaa in my head.

I explained the strategy considering everything from Tilda to fall down or not be able to turn her hand due to fear.

Why did this happen?

Did he use a defense card?

You seem very flustered.

‘Damn it…’

No matter how old you get, these things never change.

My goddamn life is full of things I can’t control.

Even after coming into a game you worked so hard on.

**

『Defeat the rare monster [Gaa who eats the brave]!

Acquire a card as a reward.

Choose a reward from among the three cards.』

As soon as the noisy guy fell down, he ran.

I see Tilda lying at the end of the dark water’s edge.

His head drooped weakly, and he did not even move even when the flowing water hit his face.

I don’t know what Tilda was thinking in that brief moment.

If you’re going to panic to the point where you can’t even defend yourself, I wish you’d just let go and trust me.

『Eat delicious food, learn how to fight, and if you keep doing that, one day you will reach the top of the tower!』

They couldn’t even teach me how to cheat.

I never thought he would hit such a cool ball at the last minute.

“The top is a b*tch.”

I thought I would get used to it because I’ve been through this once.

It hurts the same.

I’m an idiot, so I completely believed it this time too.

**

“How is it? Isn’t it nice just thinking about it?”

“It would be great. I think about 200% of what my brother said is delusion.”

“This world belongs to those who are delusional, Dohyeon-ah. If people who don’t have anything like us don’t even dream, when will we fix it? Do you know my skills?”

“I know. I knew it well, so I knew it was nonsense, but I fell asleep listening to it. My miserable life.”

“The chef provided half of the recipe. In the beginning, I see some advertising effect with it, and when customers come, I become a regular for taste and service right away, okay? I’ll settle down within a year. I have confidence.”

“I know you tasted the head because you were full of ambition. But why are you telling me that?”

“Of course we want to do it together, you bastard. At first, the two of you have to do everything, but there is no other guy who is as quick at a restaurant as you.”

It’s not just hyung, we had a taste at the time.

Since I spend all my waking hours in the kitchen, except for sleeping time, I seem to have developed Alzheimer’s.

Noise, smell, heat, overwork.

It may sound like an excuse, but living under the pressure of all that, I had no choice but to dream.

Maybe it was because he wanted to live.

At first, it was only my brother’s dream.

Going out of a restaurant with what you’ve learned so far and setting up your own shop.

He will be busier than he is now, stress will be severe, and he will definitely hit his limits, but he decided to go on his own.

I also followed him.

Even though his words tickled, he respected his older brother.

I was the only one who took care of me when I entered the restaurant without a mediocre career.

It was my older brother who first taught me what to do.

It was my older brother who taught me how to hold on.

At the time, I had no place to lean on, but I felt relieved just watching my brother work.

Then I can become such a great chef someday. I felt comforted that I could continue to live like this.

So it must have been inevitable that I followed my brother.

“Come on, presents.”

“What is it all of a sudden?”

“Since you are a chef now, you should have a main weapon. How long are you going to use the restaurant knife?”

It is also inevitable that Jessica, whom my brother gave me, became my treasure.

Aside from the fact that I was an idiot who believed in people at the time.

I liked the restaurant that was set up that way.

It was seriously good.

“Can you see Dohyeon? How many years do you think it will take to payback?”

“Mr. Wah, I’m tired… Is this really this month’s sales?”

“Why are you surprised? Didn’t you trust me and follow me?”

“No matter how much I didn’t expect it to be this much…!”

“Your salary will be worth seeing now. Thank you so much.”

After half a year, the open straw disappeared, but there were always four months’ worth of reservations behind.

Hyung is a rising new chef and is busy attending magazine interviews.

Once the restaurant was on track, it became the mouthpiece of other chefs and foodies, and failure was unimaginable.

And most of all, my hyung who never gets dry and my motivation made me sure of success.

When I worked at someone else’s restaurant, every day was exhausting, but since it was ours, the overwork felt like a medal.

I poured 24 hours a day into my work.

If you keep working hard like this, tomorrow will be better than today.

There will be a second store soon.

It will always be that good.

Like a madman like that. At the end of days dreaming of a hopeful tomorrow.

We met an asshole.

A bastard named Corona.

[As the spread of corona became serious on the 21st, the government decided to upgrade the social distancing level in the metropolitan area from the current level 2.5 To level 3. Accordingly-]

No wonder the reservation was blown away.

After enduring and enduring and enduring, at some point not a single customer came to the store.

I don’t know what hyung was thinking, but I realized then.

The success we have achieved is not completely created by us.

Bank money, investor money, my brother’s loan and all property, and me too.

The success we achieved with our excessively scrapped money is now strangling us.

Still, hyung always said with a bright expression.

“It’s okay dude. Do you know what an epidemic can last for thousands of years? If you hold on for a while, it will go back to normal.”

We are holding on well, we have money left, and we have energy, so there is no problem.

But can you really do that?

Do you think I’m stupid?

I would have forgotten everything I’ve earned so far just for the rent I paid for two years.

Not to mention the interest on the loan.

“Brother, let’s stop now. If you can’t open the store, switch to meal kits and delivery. This time, I will plan…”

“Yumma, what if the distancing is lifted? Remember what I said when I picked you up from the restaurant? You just have to trust me Be patient a little longer.”

Nevertheless, watching my older brother getting thinner day by day, I started preparing myself.

Create, test and test recipes for meal kits and delivery pizza.

Even if I persuaded him every day, he wouldn’t budge.

You’ll change your mind when profits come out.

While I was dreaming alone, my brother sank.

I endured and endured all the private finance loans and government-supported loans that I did not even know about.

The last time I went into the office to convince my brother.

That was the end of my brother.

Leaving a will on the desk with the word sorry written on it more than 10 times and a bundle of 20 million won in cash I don’t know where it came from.

Even though time has passed. I still think about it sometimes.

Did you really think I would get the money?

Though a person who was driven to suicide couldn’t have made the right decision.

What does 20 million won mean?

Just as hyung said, if the two of us work hard, we will have another chance someday.

Does it change anything by putting that debt on people who don’t have us?

If you’re going to apologize, be sorry, and struggle to solve it yourself.

I wish I could just let go and trust me.

Am I so unreliable?

I can do it too.

‘It’s like a brat.’

And you are the same, Tilda Crown.

A person. You must have a conscience.

I prayed for that kind of life. If you cling to wanting to be strong, you have to show some determination.

Does it make sense to jump to the limb when it’s not enough to survive?

You just need to trust me.

Am I not that trustworthy?

You don’t know, but people do.

This is made up of equivalent exchanges like the crappy TOE, so if you rely on it like that, I’ll depend on it too.

It’s not that I’m relieved because a person I should be responsible for has disappeared.

I’m sick too.

“Aww… It hurts so f*cking… Ugh…”

Yeah like that.

Eh?

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“No, the f*ck is a surprise!”

“Don’t curse at me, raise me up… I’m afraid I’m going to die of pain… Ugh, it’s cold…! Cold!”

“Are you alive? Didn’t you hear the sound of the shield breaking?”

“What are you saying? Why am I dying… Uh…”

As soon as Tilda opened her eyes, she made a fuss about her, rubbing her body all over the place, then jumped up when I reached out my hand.

And then…

Suddenly, he got better and started to argue with me.

“Hoo, Chef, you owe me. Does it make sense to be blank in the middle of a fight!?”

“What are you saying? Who gets bruised Am I you?”

“Then why were you standing there doing nothing!? It was a very strong attack! Can you block that with a shield!?”

“I couldn’t block you, but you must have stood there like that? Then why did you jump in? How did you buy it?”

“Yeah, I thought I was throwing away an artifact.”

“An artifact?”

Tilda said that, then suddenly pulled out an enormous backpack.

That was the backpack Tilda was wearing when we first met.

When we met again, she was nowhere to be seen, so of course I thought she had been taken away by Flick. It was a relic.

But the backpack, which had been brown at first, was now gray as if it had been burnt.

[Horut Mercenary’s Fluffy Backpack]

– A backpack containing the survival secrets of the halfling mercenaries.

– Blocks fatal damage once.

– This artifact has already been used.

Seeing that the name was unfamiliar, it seems that Tilda brought a relic from the original world, like Jessica and Flick’s uniform.

An artifact that blocks lethal damage…

When I glared at Tilda, Tilda responded with a rather confident smile.

“Did you believe this and jump into it?”

“Sure! Could it be that you thought I died instead of the chef?”

“…”

“Ah~ I’m not stupid, so why am I being so stupid?”

“Because I was stupid enough already? Do you know how precious these kinds of artifacts are? That’s almost 1,000 gold lost…”

“How is that? Is 1,000 gold a problem? It’s important to live right now!”

“How do you live when you jump on a limb? Are you really sick of the head? Can’t you turn your head?”

“I had a plan too.”

“Great, very. I don’t know what the plan is, but if I plan one more time, I’ll go to the goal.”

“But! If I serve you once, the chef will take care of the rest. Right? So you can’t even see the fish. Already dead? Am I right?”

“That’s… of course.”

“I knew it! This is a cooperative play! Now, high five!”

Tilda stretched out her palm to me with her cocky grin.

I tried to ignore it, but he raised my hand and gave me a forced high-five, laughing like a madman.

‘Do you know how I felt… No, I wouldn’t be able to laugh like that if I knew.’

I want to throw it away after kicking it in the shin.

I couldn’t be particularly angry.

Because this is my patch.

Information on my cards and relics, and even relics owned by Tilda.

If we had shared all the information we had in advance, this wouldn’t have happened in the first place.

It’s come to this point because I told Tilda what information to hide and what to disclose.

I was embarrassed because I didn’t know about Tilda’s relic.

Since Tilda doesn’t know my cards, she thinks I’m dazed and blocks Gaa with her body.

And again.

Looking at Tilda, I thought of her older brother.

All of these are my own.

Instead of believing in me, he did not leave with everything on his back, but instead moved desperately to find a way for both himself and me to live.

That’s also to give me a chance.

Because you believe in me.

Because I believe that we can go up even if it costs us to blow the artifact.

I hate to admit it, but the lack of trust seems overwhelmingly on my side.

Tilda is different from her older brother.

“By the way, chef, why are your eyes red? Could it be that you cried?”

“f*ck you to cry, I don’t know that, b*tch.”