"Well, yeah. Yeah, that''s what happened.”

    - I don''t know what to say.That''s an ironic story. Really.

    Choi Han-seok kicked his tongue without realizing it. A tiny ttuttle rang out in a quiet restaurant.

    One day, I half instinctively realized that the spice effect of the underworld that I had given to the grim reaper was completely over.

    The ghost door, which was opened for ghosts, has been closed, and it has probably completely disappeared by now because time has passed and brought back many memories.

    But at the end of the day, I managed to succeed, holding on to the faintest little effect. I was wondering if I could say this was also a relief in a little bit.

    "Going out to Hanyang, going around various places, seeing and tasting many things. You said you wanted that. The Grim Reaper."

    "Yes, Haru, as you say. That''s why I accepted right away. At that time, I thought it was very easy. Well, if you''re going to wander around and disappear anyway, maybe it''s better to just accept it and do the same thing."

    "In the end, you didn''t make the wrong choice.”

    "I didn''t even imagine it then. The man who took care of me because he was a regular customer turned out to be the king of the underworld, and after signing a contract to become the grim reaper, I''ve been working for hundreds of years."

    You don''t get paid minimum wage, you don''t get vacation.

    "I know. Choi Han-seok is literally like that. Oh, my God."

    A grim reaper sighing and sipping water next to him.

    Still, the gesture was exaggerated, and the expression seemed to be joking.

    The Grim Reaper did not react much after seeing the past that he had forgotten for hundreds of years.

    One day I could find the reason without difficulty.

    "Maybe death itself didn''t really matter to the grim reaper.’

    So far so. For most of the ghosts that Haru greeted as guests, the most important thing was death itself.

    How I died. Or because you die unjustly in front of your dream. I made a big mistake of suicide.

    Or because there''s someone who still has a lot of lingering feelings in the world. There''s someone I can''t leave behind.

    For those reasons, there was a grudge, and only by solving it could it be successful.

    But the grim reaper was different.

    She didn''t care much about death itself, and she didn''t have any lingering feelings enough to say that she could move around more easily now that she''s dead. At least for death.

    Then Choi Han-seok asked.

    Does the mother who is left alone in the inn not care? The grim reaper answers.

    "There''s something my mother told me almost every day."

    What is it? I''m curious.

    "Don''t care what happens to me. That''s how I raised him. Whether something happens to you or to me. It''s not good to think about the rest of us."

    -Wow... in the Joseon Dynasty?

    "He was a smart man. In a way, he was a very scary person."

    Anyway, the grim reaper said he had been living with such family education since he was a child.

    The father died early and didn''t know his face, so I understood how the grim reaper, who had only a mother, accepted the death.

    Of course, I thought it was still unique.

    It doesn''t make sense to think and act like this even though you died with so many dreams in the first place.

    I have never seen a ghost who treated death like a grim reaper, even a day when I received so many ghost guests right away.Maybe the King of the Underworld chose the Grim Reaper.’

    That means he''s such a valuable talent. The Grim Reaper is a horse.

    Yeah, well, then it''s good up to here.

    The Grim Reaper, if not all, found memories related to his death. So now there are two remaining issues.

    So what''s your name?

    "Hmm... Do I really have to say it?”

    You said you remembered. Then it would be nice if you could let me know. That was the point in the first place, wasn''t it? As soon as the underworld finds its name, most memories will return. And it was like that in reality.

    "I''ve forgotten about it for hundreds of years, and the country I used to live in is a spiritual medium for remembering people. No, well, I know all this stuff."

    What''s wrong with you? What''s going on between us? If you keep doing that, I''m really sad. I want to call you by your first name, not the other world.

    "Yes……"

    As Choi Han-seok continued to stir-fry the grim reaper, she narrowed her forehead.

    For a moment, he looked at the day and asked for SOS, but for one day, he avoided eye contact.

    How did you get here? And, frankly, I''m curious.’

    He gained a lot of skills, benefited a lot, and received guests.

    That''s why I was able to stand here now. So I didn''t want to leave it out this time.

    "Oh, I see. There wasn''t anything I couldn''t tell you. It''s just, you know. I did it because I thought my name was so tacky in the past.….”

    Besides, the Grim Reaper doesn''t talk.

    The reason why he kept pulling back was because he was embarrassed because he was rather tacky.

    The atmosphere of the restaurant, which was a little heavy, was about to be relieved.

    Boom----!

    The restaurant''s home-cooked meal shook a little.

    Everyone''s eyes changed instantly when they felt a tremor that seemed to have been an earthquake.

    The lights on the ceiling shook and blinked. I could feel the chilly air. Of course, it wasn''t a real earthquake.

    One day it wasn''t hard to know that someone was coming.

    Soon after the grim re-dressing the collar of the grim reaper''s suit, the door to the restaurant''s home-cooked meal, which must have been well locked, opened carefully.

    Appearing beyond that, as expected.

    "I thought you might come."

    "Oh, really? I''m impressed. I didn''t expect you to think of me."

    "It''s for the grim reaper, so how can I prepare food separately? Lord of the Underworld."

    Yumra. He''s been talking about it until now, but he''s actually not there.

    Then a little out of the blue said it right away. Looking at the grim reaper.

    "Our Soongeol must have been having a good time."

    "Su, Soon-geol..."?”

    -Wow. Oh, my God. No, really. Really? Is your name Soongeol? Then it''s Soongeol. Hahaha! Hahaha!

    “…….”

    Throwing her name like a bomb, which she''s been hiding all this time.

    One day, he covered his mouth with his hands to hold back his laughter, and Choi Han-seok literally burst into laughter as if there was no such thing.

    When the underworld came, the door was forced to open, so he also came back to being a human being.

    He was laughing his head off the edge of the table as if he were about to faint.

    Of course, the face of the Grim Reaper, the person involved, has rotted like an apple in a worm.

    When Yeom-ra flicked her finger once, the open door closed by itself, and the flashing light turned into a gentle goblin fire.

    Sitting naturally, she ordered Haru a menu.

    "The meal is fine. I''d like to ask you for a cup of tea.""Always, I was going to prepare a final refreshment since we''re out for dessert. I''ll pay with you."

    "Be kind."

    After eating dessert at a proper restaurant, serving a bite-sized snack and tea called "Petipreu" was already a standard course meal.

    So, of course, Haru also prepared a cup of tea after rice cake with dried persimmons.

    Korean traditional sweets and warm green tea. It produced two of the neatest combinations of the statues.

    Slurp, and. Sitting face to face in front of the grim reaper, Yeom-ra sipped at the car and looked at the grim reaper.

    She, who was confident, was now stealthily avoiding Yeom-ra''s gaze.

    "You seem to have remembered.

    "Not everything. Just a little....”

    "I remember the name, and if I remember Han, that''s fine. Don''t you think so?”

    "……Yes, that other memories were not remembered. In other words, I forgot when I was alive.”

    Memories that were completely forgotten while alive never come back to life.

    It doesn''t even cross the bridge.

    This is because the memorial lights, which show the memories of a person''s death, are meant to revive the finished life, but they are so meaningless that they are invisible to it.

    The grim reaper had such meaningless memories many times as many as others.

    Although she also said she didn''t know whether to like it or not.

    "Soon-geol, are you satisfied?”

    As soon as the underworld called Soongeol again, the grim reaper''s face turned red.

    Choi Han-seok said, "It''s much better because my pale face is red."

    The grim reaper stared as if to be quiet.

    "Satisfied..."

    "I think you''ve remembered. The promise we made when you became my grim reaper."

    "Fate to wander aimlessly and then perish. Help me while you''re at it...You said …."

    "Yes, it''s been hundreds of years now. The rocks and rivers that used to be like mountains disappeared and were newly created, and it became an era in which people rode metal balls without a word. Soon-geol, you were so surprised when you first used that phone, right?”

    "Right, I still can''t believe we can do so much with a machine smaller than a brick."

    "So, I think it''s time to ask. Soongeol, have you done enough traveling?”

    Have you done enough? Have you achieved as much as you wanted?

    This day was exactly the same question I wanted to ask the grim reaper.

    There''s only.

    Holy Father, the Grim Reaper...I mean, Sun-geol. To be holy.''

    There must be no boundaries for ghosts to be sacred. The grim reaper''s han was to look back on the world.

    So when the underworld asks this question to the grim reaper now, it means only one thing.

    The grim reaper did not dwell long. Her answer was really quick, and she was also outspoken.

    "Thanks to you, I''ve seen a lot."

    "That''s what you want."

    "I''ve met a lot of people, I''ve heard a lot of stories. That''s the way the dead are.”

    "That''s a relief."

    "I ate a lot of delicious things, too. It was especially thanks to Haru. I made everything I wanted to eat. Thankfully, he listened to me instead of paying for my meal."

    "It''s a grateful thing."

    "So... Yes. Now I understand it. I had a lot of fun thanks to the King of the Underworld. My journey."

    Is it over now? If not.

    "I think it''ll be over soon."

    Soon. Not right now.

    The grim reaper left room. The underworld slurped, emptying the teacup.