“Min-ju, hi.”
“You’re here?”
“Hey. How’s my skin today?”
As soon as Kwon Eun-jeong came to work, she stood right in front of Min-ju and asked her seriously.
Before Min-ju, who was carefully examining her face, could even answer.
“Is it white?”
She asked.
“It really is. Did you sleep with a face pack on?”
“What face pack? I was so tired as soon as I got home that I just collapsed. And me. ···Today’s the day. You know my acne is no joke on that day, right?”
She whispered the last part so quietly that only Min-ju could hear it while looking around.
“But why is it so white?”
“I didn’t have anything to sober up with, so I drank a glass of the lemon tea the boss gave me and came to work. When I woke up after a short nap on the subway, all the blemishes and acne were gone.”
“No way!”
“Really.”
“Is that so?”
Eun-jeong nodded her head vigorously.
In fact, Min-ju also tossed and turned all night without getting a proper night’s sleep, but her skin condition wasn’s bad. No, it was better than usual. So why was that? She was in the middle of trying to find the cause.
“Your skin’s a bit white today too?”
Eun-jeong said as she watched Min-ju, who was just rolling her eyes around.
Min-ju usually had baby skin and a pretty face, but today, she seemed to be even more radiant.
“That’s. Actually, me too···.”
“Min-ju.”
Hae-jun called out to Min-ju as he came out of the kitchen.
“Yes, oppa.”
“That onion curry yesterday. Did you try it?”
“It was so delicious.”
“I ate it too. This morning. It was totally delicious.”
Eun-jeong also gave it a thumbs up.
“I’m going to put it on the menu after seeing the response. I’m going to give it to the lunch customers as a service, so please check the response.”
“I understand.”
“It’s getting late. Let’s get ready to receive the customers.”
“Yes, sir!”
***
“Ugh···.”
Lee Seo-jun, who was urinating, made a face.
This was because the stream of urine, which had been fine for a few days, had become weak again.
Pitter-patter-
“Why is this happening again?”
It was a disgusting feeling, as if he hadn’t relieved himself properly.
Seo-jun, who had seen the effects the day after eating tomato pasta, had ordered expensive and fresh tomatoes from the department store and ate one every day.
In the hopes of recovering his prostate health.
However, the condition of his prostate had returned to what it was a few days ago.
‘Is it not the tomatoes? What else did I eat that day?’
Since he had been fasting since the day before, the only things he had eaten that day were the Sunflower Prok Cutlet and the tomato pasta.
He remembered it exactly because he had met Jang Il-su, the PD in charge of the new launch program, in front of the store.
‘Is it possible that the chef of that restaurant put some ingredients that are good for prostatitis in the dish?’
I wanted to go and ask, but there was a problem.
I’m a somewhat famous actor, so it would be too embarrassing to suddenly go and ask if he put ingredients that are good for prostatitis in the dish. What if he spreads rumors?
“Oh~ What should I do.”
At that moment, when I was frustrated and scratching my head.
My manager Kyung-sik came into the house.
“Hyung-nim.”
“Are you here?”
“Why do you look so bad? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong. But why did you come to my house?”
“The meeting for the Late-Night Restaurant and the first filming schedule have been set.”
“Really? Who’s the main chef?”
“The owner of the pork cutlet restaurant.”
“Sunflower?”
“Yes.”
“Really?”
Lee Seo-jun’s eyes sparkled.
Because a chance to ask naturally had come.
“Min-ju, hi.”
“You’re here?”
“Hey. How’s my skin today?”
As soon as Kwon Eun-jeong came to work, she stood right in front of Min-ju and asked her seriously.
Before Min-ju, who was carefully examining her face, could even answer.
“Is it white?”
She asked.
“It really is. Did you sleep with a face pack on?”
“What face pack? I was so tired as soon as I got home that I just collapsed. And me. ···Today’s the day. You know my acne is no joke on that day, right?”
She whispered the last part so quietly that only Min-ju could hear it while looking around.
“But why is it so white?”
“I didn’t have anything to sober up with, so I drank a glass of the lemon tea the boss gave me and came to work. When I woke up after a short nap on the subway, all the blemishes and acne were gone.”
“No way!”
“Really.”
“Is that so?”
Eun-jeong nodded her head vigorously.
In fact, Min-ju also tossed and turned all night without getting a proper night’s sleep, but her skin condition wasn’s bad. No, it was better than usual. So why was that? She was in the middle of trying to find the cause.
“Your skin’s a bit white today too?”
Eun-jeong said as she watched Min-ju, who was just rolling her eyes around.
Min-ju usually had baby skin and a pretty face, but today, she seemed to be even more radiant.
“That’s. Actually, me too···.”
“Min-ju.”
Hae-jun called out to Min-ju as he came out of the kitchen.
“Yes, oppa.”
“That onion curry yesterday. Did you try it?”
“It was so delicious.”
“I ate it too. This morning. It was totally delicious.”
Eun-jeong also gave it a thumbs up.
“I’m going to put it on the menu after seeing the response. I’m going to give it to the lunch customers as a service, so please check the response.”
“I understand.”
“It’s getting late. Let’s get ready to receive the customers.”
“Yes, sir!”
***
“Ugh···.”
Lee Seo-jun, who was urinating, made a face.
This was because the stream of urine, which had been fine for a few days, had become weak again.
Pitter-patter-
“Why is this happening again?”
It was a disgusting feeling, as if he hadn’t relieved himself properly.
Seo-jun, who had seen the effects the day after eating tomato pasta, had ordered expensive and fresh tomatoes from the department store and ate one every day.
In the hopes of recovering his prostate health.
However, the condition of his prostate had returned to what it was a few days ago.
‘Is it not the tomatoes? What else did I eat that day?’
Since he had been fasting since the day before, the only things he had eaten that day were the Sunflower Prok Cutlet and the tomato pasta.
He remembered it exactly because he had met Jang Il-su, the PD in charge of the new launch program, in front of the store.
‘Is it possible that the chef of that restaurant put some ingredients that are good for prostatitis in the dish?’
I wanted to go and ask, but there was a problem.
I’m a somewhat famous actor, so it would be too embarrassing to suddenly go and ask if he put ingredients that are good for prostatitis in the dish. What if he spreads rumors?
“Oh~ What should I do.”
At that moment, when I was frustrated and scratching my head.
My manager Kyung-sik came into the house.
“Hyung-nim.”
“Are you here?”
“Why do you look so bad? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong. But why did you come to my house?”
“The meeting for the Late-Night Restaurant and the first filming schedule have been set.”
“Really? Who’s the main chef?”
“The owner of the pork cutlet restaurant.”
“Sunflower?”
“Yes.”
“Really?”
Lee Seo-jun’s eyes sparkled.
Because a chance to ask naturally had come.
