Time flew as usual, and when I closed my eyes and looked up, the morning of the volunteer day dawned.


    It was a day that I always woke up early in the morning and prepared for, so it wasn''t that different just because it was a volunteer day.


    6 a.m., the boundary between morning and dawn.


    Four people, including Haru, gathered in front of Table Heaven, the gathering place.


    "Since we''re going to meet people from the Choi Han-seok Foundation near the nursery school, shall we get going?"


    "Yes, sir!"


    Yeyoung raises her head bravely and salutes with the tension of a picnic.


    Choi Han-seok scratched his head behind Bonam, who smiled awkwardly at her.


    Maybe I should''ve changed the name of the foundation. What''s Choi Hanseok Foundation? Choi Hanseok Foundation.


    "Why? I think it''s neat and nice. Chef Choi Hanseok set it up. Choi Hanseok Foundation. It''s okay, right?”


    -Hey, you should be my man. This is a lot more embarrassing than I thought. Anyway, don''t do this kind of thing. Do something nice! You''ll earn a lot of money if you open a restaurant later anyway.


    "I hope so. I''much.


    Money is the best, right?


    "No, it''s a restaurant. Of course. You can''t buy it even if you pay. The dream restaurant I''m the owner of."


    Phew, you''re only doing pretty things. anyway


    Anyway, it was right to thank Choi Han-seok for today.


    Thanks to Choi Han-seok''s continued relationship with the foundation, oral fairy tale, and Haru, the schedule coordination with the baby angel nursery school ended very easily.


    In addition, the foundation has provided a lot of support for money and equipment, which has greatly reduced the burden of the day.


    If it were not for the Choi Han-seok Foundation, the day would have had to move a number of cooking utensils, starting with the oil can.


    There are some things that are being used in the nursery school, but there were some things that were necessary to fry the chicken properly.


    However, it was solved very easily thanks to the foundation''s support for human resources by renting out buses.


    I couldn''t help but thank you enough because there was no reason to refuse even if Chef Haru said he would do it himself.


    "Are you going, then? Yumi, hold on!”


    Roar!


    Since there were only four people, Haru and Yumi, wearing helmets, set off for nursery school in the back seat of Yeyoung and Bonam''s motorcycle.


    It was a distance of about two hours by motorcycle, but it was worth going.


    "Let''s get going, boss."


    "Yes, yes. Please drive safely.”


    Bonam''s motorcycle starts after Yeyoung and Yumi.


    But in the two hours until arriving at the nursery, the two didn''t talk much.


    It wasn''t just because Haru and Bonam were awkward.


    Under the name of safe driving, Bonam had many concerns.


    After all, what you do when you leave the house is fried chicken.….


    One day when I noticed it, I silently closed my mouth and waited, and by the time I arrived at the nursery school, I was very excited.


    But


    "Oh, Chef Haru. Thank you for coming. It must have been tough with a motorcycle because this is a mountain road."


    "It''s okay. Our riders drive so well. By the way, I think it would have been harder for these big trucks to come up."


    "Huh, the drivers of our foundation are quite experienced."The main gate of the Baby Angel Nursery School located near a mountain outside Seoul, which is quite familiar to Haru.


    He came first and greeted the people of the foundation who were waiting for the day.


    Then Bonam, who found something between the trucks and cars lined up behind him, slowly got off the motorcycle.


    Then I carefully took off my helmet.


    There was something complicated in it, a mixture of anxiety, anxiety, and incredulity in my eyes.


    "CEO Haru. What''s that... ..?"


    Bonam pointing to a small truck in the parking lot.


    An employee of the foundation who found him came running and opened his mouth.


    "Oh, it''s a truck with support from YMCA Chicken. Chef Haru has a good ability. The CEO of YMCA Chicken decided to support all ingredients such as chicken and chicken powder for this volunteer work.”


    "I didn''t tell Mr. Bonam on purpose. I got a call from my father last time. I''d like to add a hand to your service. Is it okay?"


    "My father……?”


    Bonam kept staring blankly at the truck with the name YMCA on it.


    I''m surprised that this is here. Once again, I was surprised that it was my father who brought it.


    "Your father. Why?"


    "I don''t know about that. I want to apply. You only told me this, but you didn''t tell me anything else. I couldn''t have asked either."


    The same goes for a day.


    It''s not that I didn''t ask, I couldn''t ask.


    Bonam knew it because he was a person who had a sense.


    It''s not a day, it''s yourself standing in the middle of this.


    "Why on earth…….”


    And it''s up to him to find out what his father meant.


    The mission that the day needs to solve here is to deliver a hot chicken to a child named Hyun-myung, but the mission that Bonam needs to solve is to find answers to his father''s questions.


    "Well, I''m sorry you''re in the middle of a serious conversation. It''s slowly becoming the time I promised with the director. If you don''t mind, why don''t we go in?"


    "Oh, yeah, sure."


    "I''m fine, too. Let''s go in."


    Although it was somewhat expected, Bonam did not run away even after receiving his father''s gift.


    I was a bit nervous, but that''s about it.


    Yumi gave attention to Ye-young, who was worried about Bo-nam, saying that it was okay.


    Baby Angel Nursery was not a very large place, but it was not small.


    As expected, it''s about the same.


    Haru, who was looking inside the nursery school, nodded without realizing it.


    I was so indebted to the nursery school for a day.


    Of course, it was a different nursery school from here, but the overall feeling of the baby angel nursery and the place in the memory of the day were similar, just as hundreds of schools across the country seemed similar.


    It reminded me of my childhood memories for a moment.


    I can''t say it''s a good thing, but.


    What, Haru, you look like you''re in a good mood. Smiling.


    "I don''t know if you feel good. It''s just, come to think of it, I worked really hard...…. I thought I knew what was going on in the world.”


    What did you think of when you gave up again?


    "The chef''s samgyetang saved me, who used to be like a zombie. I''m here to fry chicken for you, right? For me, a young man, who will save a lot of people later."


    You said you could be a doctor, right?"Yes, so you''re gonna help a lot of people. It''s not anyone else, but the Lord of the Underworld himself, so it must be a great help to the world."


    I can deliver the hope of a warm chicken to such a child.


    Maybe it''s not really worth it, it''s worth it.


    At least that''s what I thought one day.


    I met the head of the nursery school with the people of the foundation and introduced them to the children.


    Due to the time limit, the director could not explain each and every child, but Haru and Choi Han-seok were able to find out who Hyun-myung was at once.


    Oh, there you are. Haru, your eyes look exactly like yours when you were young.


    Maybe I''m not fully awake. I''m not sure.


    But there was one child with a live, wick eyes that I couldn''t believe he was a child.


    After completing various procedures, the group soon headed to the kitchen.


    A little bigger than the kitchen in heaven.


    A moderately sized kitchen equipped with a large amount of food to cook.


    "Then you can prepare the food for lunch at 2 o''clock. You can ask me if you need anything."


    "I see. Please wait a little longer. I''ll make it delicious."


    "They''ve been really looking forward to the chicken. Thank you so much. Chef Haru. Well, I look forward to your kind cooperation."


    The director walks out of the kitchen after saying hello politely.


    At the same time, Haru and Yumi rolled up their sleeves as if they had waited.


    "Well, let''s get started quickly. There''s a lot to make today."


    "Yes, sir!"


    "Yes, you should."


    Bo-nam nods his head gently.


    Making chicken for the young soul has begun.


    * * *


    Fried chicken.


    Most people don''t know the recipe because most of them just buy it, but it''s not as difficult to make as you think.


    It''s a little harder than pork cutlet if you think about the difficulty level. It''s because it takes a little too much work, but when you actually try it, it''s quite worth it.


    Of course, making delicious food is a completely different matter.…. Anyway.


    The first thing to do is to salt the trimmed chicken.


    "CEO Haru. By the way, what''s salt? You salt it, or something like that''s all.


    "It''s similar. When Yeyoung eats chicken, there''s red sauce inside the chicken. It''s salty even if you don''t dip it in the sauce. That''s how you put the seasoning in the chicken first."‘


    In fact, I thought this salt was more important than frying one day.


    It was much easier because YMCA Chicken did not only support all trimmed chickens, but also provided salt seasoning.


    Put cuts around the trimmed chicken with a knife, then marinate it in the salted powder as if it were making kimchi.


    Of course, the seasoning gets absorbed between the skin and the flesh.


    The inside of the sheath must also be soaked in the liver.


    "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. If you just mix it, it''s too much."


    "It''s harder than I thought. I need some tips.”


    "Well, I''ll try my best. I mean... Like CEO Haru does. You put the chicken in and eat it."


    Yeyoung wrestling with a chicken that doesn''t work as I thought.


    After watching such a preliminary performance for a while, Bonam sneaked up behind her."Give it to me."


    "Huh, Bonam?"


    "You have to do it with more force than you think. Be careful not to peel off the skin. It absorbs well if you make it feel like you''re spilling the sauce into the sheath. Like this."


    Smooth!


    Chicken that quickly becomes seasoned when Bonam in cooking rubber gloves touches it.


    After Ye-young opened her mouth as if it was amazing, Haru and Yumi made eye contact and laughed.


    "He''s the son of a chicken restaurant."


    There was a saying that blood can''t be deceived for no reason.