Chapter 70: Breakfast and Cigarettes

“Ugh!”

I jump up, and snow white flows down my face.

And then I hear the phone ringing outside.

“Snow white, do you keep sleeping on my face?”

I can’t tell if I woke up because of snow white or because of the ringing.

“Whew—” I put the guest room phone to my ear, and I heard the hotel staff’s voice.

“Hello, good morning. Can I have breakfast?”

“Yes, please.”

I put the phone down and went back into the room, and snow white was still sleeping without a care in the world.

I lay down on the bed again and rubbed my face against snow white’s soft fur.

When I heard the phone ringing outside, I guessed breakfast had arrived.

“Have a nice meal.”

“Yes, thank you.”

The food on the table looked delicious.

“This is it.”

Just as the chairman had said last night, there was also a soybean paste stew that looked delicious.

I picked up my spoon, but then I remembered the broadcast, so I grabbed the spoon holder.

<Han Ga-eul starts broadcasting>

Maybe because it was morning, the viewers were coming in slower than usual, but it gradually started to accelerate.

[Ga-ha]

[Hey]

[Why did you turn it on so late?]

[There’s a time difference]

“Guys, look at this. Doenjang jjigae.”

[¬¬¬¬¬¬¬]

[What is this really? ====]

He focused on the food on the table once and turned it back to me.

“This is the problem.”

Thud.

What my fork lifted up was a huge chunk of meat.

Who the f*ck mixed that in Korean food?

[Mr. Han, eat it quickly. Isn’t it tteokgalbi?]

“What are you talking about, tteokgalbi?”

[aaaaaaaaaaa]

[Oh lol, it’s Arabic tteokgalbi]

[Clang!]

[Red Parade donates 1,000,000 won]

[Oh, what the heck? I didn’t tell you to put steak in]

[Chulbong is coming soon]

[This is the chef’s all-powerful steak]

[The important thing is the steak that doesn’t break]

[Heavy break]

It was a well-cooked steak that anyone could see.

“But isn’t it a rule to want to eat sausage as a side dish for a healthy breakfast?”

[That’s true]

[The best steak became a sausage side dish==]

[Why is it so cozy because it’s a sausage side dish?]

I got hungry when I smelled the doenjang jjigae, so I scooped up a big spoonful.

Just as I said, big chunks of tofu came out with it.

“At least slice some red peppers to make it look nice. It’s a little disappointing.”

[Bang Jang-ryeon has a lot to wish for in Dubai¬¬]

“Let’s start the morning mukbang.”

Slurp.

I blew on the hot tofu and put it straight into my mouth.

“Mmm. It’s delicious. It’s not as good as what you eat in Korea, but it’s pretty good.”

[Wow, the boss is really eating well]

[I don’t usually eat breakfast, but I’m craving it]

[Pretty Yeon is eating doenjang jjigae well too]

She put white rice in her mouth because of the saltiness and then picked up kimchi.

“When my mouth feels too healthy, this is it.”

She lifted her fork and knife and cut a large piece of steak.

“Then spread the sauce that’s on the plate.”

Mumble, mumble.

“Wow. Steak as a side dish, isn’t it super expensive?”

[This is a really expensive side dish, lol]

[Ah, I’m hungry]

Next, she picked up the side dish of vegetables.

“But Chulbong. How did you get spinach in Arabia?”

Mumble, mumble.

“You didn’t season it well. It’s a bit salty.”

[The chef is sobbing like a dog]

[Oh, a chef from a luxury hotel can’t even season spinach?]

“You guys sprinkle a ton of parsley on your noodles.

You have to sprinkle sesame seeds on Korean side dishes. Do you understand?”

[Don’t foreign countries use sesame seeds?]

[Teacher Han only speaks the truth]

[Korea parsley = sesame seeds]

[The host is so funny aaaa]

As I put this and that in my mouth, the most basic thing started to bother me.

“Why are the rice grains so separated?

The rice grains are long and large, but they’re not sticky at all.”

I had seen it in passing on the internet, but I didn’t know it would be this good.

Middle Eastern rice is originally like that.

[That’s why eat it with curry.]

“Look at this. Just like your facial features, the rice grains are not only separate, but they just flow out.”

[Why are you beating me up so early in the morning? LOL]

[You’re suddenly getting beat up LOL.]

Unlike the complaints he jokingly expressed to the viewers, I was so happy.

I was already sick of steak after only eating it once or twice, but eating it with rice felt like a side dish and went down smoothly.

“But it’s still delicious. I think they boiled the doenjang jjigae with chili peppers and then drained it. It’s refreshing.”

[It’s okay if the host is happy.]

While she was concentrating on breakfast, a white fur ball rubbed her face against her left hand.

[Bawk-ha]

[Snow White is here, so cute!]

[What did she do to be so cute in the morning?]

It’s so damn cute to see her rubbing her face against my hand.

“Snow White awake?”

“Yeah.”

“Did you sleep well?”

“I had a dream about falling from the sky.”

“Ah—” I thought I knew what it was.

I woke up with a start because of Snow White in the morning, and it seems like Snow White had that dream when she rolled down.

“Do you want to eat?”

“I’m hungry.”

[Tiring.]

When I gave Snow White a flower, she started eating it eagerly.

Mumble, munching.

They’re both cute.

“Cute, cute—heaven!”

“I’m not cute, I’m sexy. Snow White is in charge of cuteness.”

[Yaral]

“Hmm, that sounds right.”

[You’re the cutest.]

“Don’t spoil the taste of the meal.”

“Master, take a picture.”

While talking to the viewers, Beeksel suddenly holds out a flower petal.

It seemed like she was asking me to dip the flower petal in steak sauce like she did on the plane.

“Um, wait a minute.”

She turned her phone around and lightly put steak sauce on the inside of the flower petal and gave it to me.

If she hadn’t done that, she might have been accused of being an animal abuser who fed steak sauce to rabbits.

“Is it good?”

“Yeah.”

[What? Why are you turning the phone around? What? What? What? What? Why are you turning it around? Why are you turning it around?]

“Kich, there’s something like that.”

She shows great interest in even the smallest things.

Sometimes it can be burdensome, but now she feels it as the affection of the viewers and accepts it.

“Whew, it was delicious.”

“I’m full.”

“Beeksel hungry?”

“I ordered a meal because the host ordered one too.”

After finishing my meal, I looked at the clock and saw that it was still morning time.

Last night, Grandpa Kamar said the party would start in the afternoon, so there was still a lot of time left.

“Hey guys, I’m going to go smoke a cigarette, so go play with Snow White.”

Now Snow White is the host.

“Snow White, you’re here playing with the uncles. Got it!”

“Yeah.”

After putting Snow White down, I was about to go smoke a cigarette when I saw the chats coming up quickly.

[Shipyun, not mister.]

[At least call me uncle.]

“To Snow White, you guys are all grandfathers. He’s a nobleman, lol.”

[You didn’t know that. Based on Snow White, aren’t we elves?]

“There are so many elves in the corner. Shave your beards, you guys.”

[Hey, why are you hitting me, you punk!!!!!]

“Phehe.”

After putting the viewers down, I headed outside.

Of course, the inside was non-smoking, but since it was an expensive hotel, there was a smoking room at the end of each floor.

“Shippal, even the smoking area here is gilded.”

Tick, tick.

“Whew.”

As I sat down on the chair in the smoking room and exhaled smoke, the room quickly became murky.

At the same time, the exhaust fan started to spin.

It seemed like there was some kind of sensor installed.

As I was absentmindedly smoking a cigarette, a person came into the smoking room.

He was a person who fit the description of a white-haired old gentleman.

“Hello? Good morning.”

“Oh, yes. Good morning.”

“Are you traveling?”

“Yes. I’m a tourist.”

I chatted with the old gentleman while smoking a cigarette.

“I’m a smoker too. How about changing one of your cigarettes?”

The cigarette the old man handed me was a much smaller cigar than the one Grandpa Kamar had given me.

“Mine are just regular cigarettes sold in stores?”

“It’s okay.”

“Well, then I’ll change it.”

Looking at the cigarette I received, it was slightly longer and plumper than a regular cigarette.

Taktak.

I put the cigar in my mouth and tried to light it, but it didn’t burn as well as I thought.

“Pung.”

“This one is way too light.”

The refreshing sound of a lighter cap.

It seems like all cigar smokers carry one.

“Whew. This is heavy and really good.”

“You know the taste of cigarettes well.”

After sharing a cigarette and having an interesting conversation with the old gentleman, I went back into the room.

[It’s so refreshing, Snow White.]

[Our Snow White is good.]

When I opened the door and came in, Snow White was up on both feet, waving both hands as if dancing, and the viewers were cheering.

[Wow, she’s really f*cking cute.]

[Really cute.]

“I’m here, elves.”

[As soon as she got ten, she hit me again.]

[Oh, I caught one, what are you going to do?]

“I didn’t know our viewers were elves, what do you think?”

Our viewers always reacted so well, so when they hit me, my hands felt good too.

[No, please hit the room leader, Shipal. Snow White, he’s so annoying.]

[We can’t hit him because we’re scared.]

“I saw in other rooms that the viewers were making fan names, should we make one too?”

[Suddenly?]

[Oh, great. What are we going to do?]

[It’s great to feel a sense of belonging.]

“How about an elf with hairy legs?”

[Shipyeon, really¬¬¬¬]

[Which kid brought up elf? He’s really killing me.]

“It’s called dabung-el for short.”

[Shipple, why is it called bung?]

[You crazy idiot, is that a problem?]

[This is chaos=====]