Daily routine


    The meaning of the Korean dictionary is called ''life that repeats every day''.


    In that sense, I realized that I am still living my daily life.


    Ghosts come, people come. I cried for some reason and laughed again for some reason.


    When you wake up, you''re waving at yourself next to the grim reaper.


    I heard it''s a good thing that you have to stagger even if there''s only one wave in your life. Waves were a daily routine for Haru.


    If a ghost is a holy grail, another person comes next to him. If you calm him down, ghosts like this will come again.


    Now I even have that thought.


    Just as Yeomra called Haru his right-hand man.


    Like the grim reaper said he was the only car that connected ghosts and men.


    This table heaven is a breakwater that prevents the waves of many people, and one day is a lighthouse lighthouse with the breakwater.


    A job that accepts the waves.


    You don''t just cook, you put yourself on a plate. Customers.


    So, the person who puts heaven on the table and sends it to ghosts and people with a menu called Heaven''s Meal.


    It seemed to be a day person, also a job as a cook.


    So the daily routine of the day was not very special or unusual.


    It wasn''t much different from others living a day.


    Sneaking. Sneaking.


    Cry or laugh. Just do one thing. If you drink while crying, you''ll get drunk right away. If you get drunk here, there''s no one to accept Sowon.


    Sowon, who sat in the counter seat in front of the kitchen, sniffed and sipped canned beer.


    Perhaps the shock of recovering a human body for a while has not gone away, he continued to pull on his cheeks or pinch his arms.


    Choi Han-seok said many things curtly looking down at Sowon in the kitchen, but everyone here knew that she was cute and worried.


    When the door is closed in the first place, the ghosts return to their opaque appearance.


    No matter how much I drank before that, it was all detoxified within an hour.


    Of course, I didn''t know if it was detoxifying or because the intoxication in the body disappeared as well.


    Maybe that''s why the ghosts here brought alcohol, saying, "Pour and drink like crazy as if there''s really no tomorrow."


    As if to enjoy a little bit of this honey time.


    I''m not drunk.


    Sowon was fully enjoying the pub that she had been wishing for the most part.


    Yumi gulped down canned beer, feeling that the interior, which she had decorated in a hurry somehow worked a little, and that it was an atmosphere of a pub that she had never been to before in her life.


    You said there''s no problem with being a high school senior after your birthday.


    No, it doesn''t matter how old a ghost is to drink in the first place.


    ''Cause the grim reaper won''t take you for giving you a drink.’


    Thinking about this and that, time flew by as usual.


    Today''s menu...The side dishes are fried bar-style fried chicken and canned yellow peaches with ice cubes.


    I''ll fry some tempura and season the sea snails because the ghosts are craving spicy food.


    I mean, they make steamed eggs for ghosts who say it''s too spicy, so I eat well...….


    As it passed 1 a.m., all the ghosts were drunk.


    Today''s main character, Sowon, turned red all over her body, including her face, in two cans of canned beer.


    The alcohol I''m drinking now is the first alcohol I''ve ever drank in my life.Maybe that''s why I got drunk in an instant while drinking because it was bitter.


    Hey, hey. I have a question.


    "Huh? Tell me. I''ll tell you anything.”


    Haru was a very interesting wish to hear the story of opening a ghost restaurant.


    He looked at Haru and Yumi one after another with his face open and asked, opening one of the chicken legs coolly.


    Haru and Yumi are lovers?


    “……?”


    "What, what, no?"


    Quite out of the blue, and also a ridiculous question.


    One day while frying chicken in the kitchen, she was so surprised that she almost fried oil in her hand, and Yumi, who listened to Sowon''s story, unknowingly dropped the pub corns she was eating.


    Whew, what? It wasn''t?


    "No, you can''t do that to me, Chef!"


    "I know. Ugh, seriously."


    No, I''m just. You and your sister look so close. And we met before. How should I say this? It was meant to be, right? So I thought it was a couple!


    "No, we''re not lovers."


    "Business! Business relations, right? Boss?"


    "Of course, because I''m the boss. Well, it''s business."


    Hey, are you guys drunk? I''m so drunk just by looking at your face.


    Haru and Yumi, shaking their hands and struggling.


    And Choi Hanseok, who looks at their red faces and makes fun of them.


    What is this? I love this atmosphere. What do you call it? My friends played like this. If we meet every day, you go out, right? Do you like her? Like this.


    "Hmm. Well, yeah. It was always like that when I was in high school. The biggest concern was who they were dating."


    I''m so sad. I''ve always wanted to be in a relationship. Like other kids, I want to have a boyfriend. We can hang out together. I wanted to do that''s what I wanted.


    Sowon''s voice, which was giggling saying it was fun, worked again.


    Haru and Yumi have been having a hunch for a while.


    This kid''s han probably has something to do with this now.


    Sure enough, Sowon opened her mouth again as soon as Yumi, Haru, and her face were back to normal.


    It was a wish that he kept giggling and throwing various jokes, but strangely this time his voice was quite different.


    Haru oppa. Yumi.


    "Yes, Sowon. What else do you want? We still have plenty of time, so let me know if there''s anything you want to eat.”


    No, it''s not like that. I love it so much. After I died, I was so upset that I was just jealous of other people playing after the college entrance exam. I''ve been saying this. Thanks to Haru, I came to a bar. I tried canned beer.


    I don''t know if it''s because I was a student with a lot of sensitivity, or because I''m a high school senior who gets depressed just by falling leaves.


    Sowon was a crying child, contrary to her first appearance.


    However, I laughed a lot and kept crying.


    Choi Han-seok kept laughing even though he kept making fun of Choi Han-seok, saying, "If you laugh while crying, you''ll get hair on your butt."


    As Sowon began to bring up her story little by little, Haru turned his head.


    Yumi was also looking at the day, perhaps thinking the same thing.


    The two people, who finished the story with their eyes, got a little closer to Sowon. Then one day asked first.


    "Well, do you remember? How you died. Why did he remain in this world without the holy spirit?"


    I''ve always remembered. Why did he die, I just couldn''t figure it out. I just remembered why I couldn''t be a saint.Remember why he died and why he couldn''t make it.


    I had a feeling from the beginning, but it was clear that Sowon realized her resentment.


    From her point of view, Haru and Yumi were quite lucky.


    "Can you tell your sister?”


    Yumi naturally assisted the horse of the day.


    From Sowon''s point of view, it would be more comfortable to talk to Yumi, who is about the same age as her.


    Well, I mean.


    "If you don''t feel comfortable talking, you don''t have to. You can do it later when you feel comfortable. Our table heaven is always open anyway."


    "Of course…… I don''t think I''ll be able to enjoy the bar atmosphere after today. But I''m cooking delicious and warm rice every day. You can do whatever you want."


    -No, I know. Today, with my brother and Yumi. You did this for me. I turned off the lights on purpose, and the location of the table was changed from when I saw it in the morning. I heard what the ghost guys said earlier. This is not the atmosphere of the table heaven. The food, the lighting.


    Of course, I liked it because it wasn''t like this.


    Anyway, Sowon must have been quite grateful that Haru and Yumi worked so hard for her.


    He''s a good boy who can understand his sincerity.


    I mean, I''ll tell you now. It''s helpful if I say it. To Haru.


    "It''s the same for me, and it''s the same for you. As you''ve heard from other men, I''m in a position to live because of ghosts."


    I''m making money to eat thanks to people and time to live thanks to ghost customers.


    Now this is a win-win for each other. There is no one to lose.


    -Then... -Do I have to listen carefully?


    Of course, that''s our job.


    Hm. I know. Hehe. I don''t know where to start.


    When Sowon started talking, the sound around her decreased a little.


    The ghosts were still chatting and drinking among themselves, but naturally lowered their voices.


    Now they were ghosts who were as tactful as Haru and Yumi.


    I was a very normal student. I just study hard to be a student. Have a good school life. When I was in the first grade of high school, I was a leader that everyone else did.….


    Sowon introduced herself as a fairly ordinary student.


    However, Yumi and other young ghosts might have looked a little far from normal.


    Sowon was an honor student in a good way and a stud in a bad way.


    The student''s duty is to study, you can play in college. This horse used to turn scary at times.


    "Then you really just studied? You were such an honor student."


    Right. I used to have the sound of honor students on my ears. Study hard at the academy, review your homework at home, and don''t doze off at school. That''s why my grades were always at the top! Even if I couldn''t rank first or second in school, I always set my grades to the beginning of the first grade.


    "That''s cool. I almost dozed off when I was in school. I''m not very good at studying."


    I''ve been studying like crazy since I was in 5th grade. I didn''t have a goal or a dream. My mom and dad always did that. Hold it in, clench your teeth. Let''s cheer up until the college entrance exam. Then you can live the rest of your life as a winner.


    - Well, that''s not wrong. You''re right. Honestly, there is nothing more realistic than that in Korea.After that, as everyone expected.


    Sowon''s parents worked hard to pay for her tutoring and academy. Sowon studied hard. She supported evil. It was fun.


    It''s been 8 years since I put two letters of study into my life.


    For eight years, when other children would have made many memories, Sowon piled up a ballpoint pen and notes in the corner of the room instead of memories.


    When we entered high school, we secretly got together to drink, go to amusement parks or valleys, and ride disco pangpang on weekends.


    It wasn''t that I didn''t want to play like other children, but my mother''s words kept coming to mind.


    When you play, the children above and below you study. As much as that time, you''re behind.


    So I kept studying.


    I''m young anyway. Because my life is still full. Just finish your college entrance exam! We''re going to have a lot of fun. I wrote a lot of things on my bucket list. After the college entrance exam, I did it one by one and thought about having fun.


    But the ending was fixed.


    There wasn''t much time given to Sowon, and she was now in heaven on the table of the day.


    As a ghost guest at dawn.