Life is Easier If You're Handsome novel Chapter 127

Oh... Ohhh, that’s incredible!

As Matsusage Yukata—or rather, Kurata Toro—found himself captivated by the fire show, a background actor’s line came in at a perfect moment.

"Impressive, right?"

"What?"

"The cooking. You see, Minjun’s menu is like our diner’s hidden blade."

"A h-hidden blade?"

To attach such an impressive name to it... Well, with skills like those, it wasn’t unthinkable.

Mm-hmm.

Toro nodded, playing along with the actor’s comment.

"Regular customers might come for the owners’ cooking, but for us, this is the moment we’re really waiting for."

It was, in a way, a special opportunity that came to frequent patrons.

At those words, Toro’s gaze immediately landed on the “Son’s Menu” board.

‘So, all of these are the special dishes?’

What should I order first?

While his eyes darted back and forth in indecision—

"I recommend the stir-fried pork, tonkatsu... and kimbap."

"...That’s exactly what’s written in the recommendations."

"Haha! Isn’t that how it always goes? But seriously, they’re so good!"

What a smooth talker.

Kurata Toro nodded at the man’s words and slowly raised his hand.

"Excuse me. I’d like to order, please."

"Yes, sir!"

Whoosh!

At Kim Minjun’s reply, the fire flared up spectacularly once again.

At the same time, a sharp, mouth-watering aroma filled the air, mixing with the savory smell of meat. That must be the stir-fried pork.

"Stir-fried pork, tonkatsu... and kimbap, please."

"Got it! Order received!"

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As he wondered that—

"We can remove ingredients from the kimbap if you don’t like them. Burdock, cucumber, carrots... ham, pickled radish, and so on."

"Ohh, then leave out the ham, please."

"Got it! It’ll be ready soon, so please wait a moment!"

Minjun’s spirited reply made Toro smile with satisfaction.

‘This is a great place.’

This, I can trust.

Toro chuckled softly and turned back to the menu board.

‘The mains are covered... Let’s look at sides or drinks.’

As expected of a menu under “Son’s Specials,” there was no alcohol.

‘Milk? Why is there milk? Oolong tea seems like the safest bet...’

While he deliberated over which side to pick—

"Cheongyang Fire Tteokbokki, coming up!"

Finally, the dish he’d been waiting for made its appearance.

But.

‘What in the world is that smell?’

The first thing that hit him was the spiciness—the kind that made his nose tremble in fear. The heat radiating from it almost seemed to glow red, though that was probably just his imagination.

One thing was certain: ordering the mini size was the wisest choice.

"This is it, this is it! I have to finish it today!"

"If you eat it once, you’ll feel unstoppable all day!"

"Oh, Minjun! There’s noodles in it today?"

"Yes, we happened to have some left. It’s a bit like rabokki today."

But for the regulars, it seemed normal.

The moment they saw the medium-sized Cheongyang Fire Tteokbokki, they started clapping.

And then—

"Minjun! Four glasses of milk over here!"

"Yes, got it!"

Hearing the milk orders, Toro realized—

‘So that’s it!’

Now he understood why milk was on the drinks menu.

With a dish like that, if you didn’t wash it down with milk, you were in danger.

"Um, I’ll have milk as well, please!"

"Got it! Order received!"

With another bright response—

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

The milk, the Cheongyang Fire Tteokbokki, and the side dishes were placed in front of Toro.

"Uh, excuse me... I didn’t order any side dishes, though."

"Oh, the kimchi, bean sprouts, and seaweed are included. This is a Korean restaurant, after all."

"Ah... so that’s the way it is in Korea."

"Yes, and we offer unlimited refills on side dishes, so let us know anytime you need more."

Unlimited refills?!

Toro was genuinely amazed.

‘But still.’

Even though it was a mini size, the sheer presence was overwhelming.

Looking at the Cheongyang Fire Tteokbokki dominating his field of vision, Toro swallowed nervously.

‘This feels like disarming a bomb.’

One wrong move, and it would be dangerous!

I need to follow the eating technique of the regulars.

Glancing over—

Toro turned his head to see how the regulars were eating it. And there they were.

"It’s so spicy! Way too spicy! Help me!"

"It’s been too long since I last had this! I can’t handle it!"

"Do Koreans seriously not know how to tone things down?!"

Their faces were red, mouths spouting words of pain like fire-breathing dragons.

And yet, despite the complaints, wide smiles bloomed across their faces. At the same time, they mixed bean sprouts and seaweed into the tteokbokki.

‘So that’s how they balance the spiciness.’

But on second thought—

‘Is it really that spicy?’

It looked spicy, sure, but...

Part of him wondered if they were just exaggerating.

‘It’s just red rice cakes and red noodles, after all.’

Instead of overthinking it, it was time to challenge it.

Steeling himself, Toro grabbed a piece of noodle and rice cake together and put them in his mouth.

At that very moment—

"M-milk! Milk! Four more glasses!"

It wasn’t Kurata Toro anymore.

The real Matsusage Yukata’s instincts had taken over.

*****

"That was really insanely spicy."

The production director, Aitake Ura, gulped as the memory of the heat resurfaced.

Just the thought made his mouth water and his body temperature rise.

That Cheongyang Fire Tteokbokki was absolutely maddeningly spicy.

Undoubtedly, it was the spiciest dish he’d ever eaten in his life.

But the problem wasn’t that it was simply spicy.

‘It’s deliciously spicy.’

There was an addictive quality that kept you coming back for more.

That inexplicable, perfect balance was truly exceptional.

And to top it off—

"Since everyone seems to be struggling with the spiciness, we’ll serve a little something as a bonus."

Like salvation descending, mozzarella cheese blanketed the tteokbokki.

"Yes, this is it! This is what I’m talking about! I can’t live without this!"

kimbap’s secret weapon was its familiarity.

But when food is that delicious, that doesn’t happen.

And beyond that, it felt so comfortably familiar.