Changing Gear of Fate

My Justice

Lee Hyunsung nomming the Ground Rat meat with gusto. And he was not alone.

Kim Namwoon and, surprisingly enough, Yoo Sangah were almost abandoning all their table manner in favor of taking bites.

Not that he blames them. Joonghyuk-ssi somehow make the meat melt-in-your-mouth tender, juicy with fat, and damn, did he really not use any spices? This is too good for just-roast-in-open-fire Fried Rat Leg.

[Many Constellations Are Drooling]

[Constellation Abyssal Black Flame Dragon Swallows His Saliva]

[Constellation Prisoner of the Golden Headband is Biting His Nails]

[Constellation 'Master of Steel' is Reminiscing the Past]

[Constellation 'Trash' of the Count Family is Happy the Incarnations Are Eating Well]

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"Hyung, are you a chef?" Lee Gilyoung asked Joonghyuk-ssi. Meat juice still dribbing from his chin, which Dokja-ssi rip a part of his sleeve to use as a makeshift napkin.

(Lee Hyunsung can see Joonghyuk-ssi fell in love harder—if such a thing is even possible)

" " "Yes." " " Yoo Mia, Dokja-ssi, and Lee Hyunsung replied in unison.

"No." Joonghyuk-ssi glared at them without much heat. "I'm just a decent cook."

"Decent my ass." Jung Heewon replied. "If you're decent then what am I? Noob? Your cooking is better than some restaurants I've been to!"

There are many nods around the impromptu campfire.

"Oh, this guy likes to downplay his cooking skills." Lee Hyunsung waved the bone—he had cleaned the Fried Rat Leg. "Believe me when I said he can make full course meal if given the ingredients and tools for it."

He still remembers their College Graduation Party. Joonghyuk-ssi truly overdid himself.

And don't get him started on his dinner dates with Dokja-ssi. As far as Lee Hyunsung knows, they never went to the restaurant because the food at home is just as delicious or better.

"If you ever open a restaurant," Kim Namwoon reaches for seconds, "Tell me. I'll be your first customer."

"No! Me!"

"As if!"

This light-hearted atmosphere is good for them. It takes their mind off of the monster behind them, which means Dokja-ssi is no longer out for blood.

(They do mean it when they say Beware of The Nice Ones)

"So, what do we do with that?" Kim Namwoon pointed at the Random Item Box—or so said Yoo Sangah, their resident Translator.

(When and HOW did she learn Demon's Language??? Is that in the course nowadays? Seriously, Lee Hyunsung is curious!)

"How do we use it? Did we insert coins? Is it paid gacha?"

"No." Dokja-ssi took his sword, err, broken sword, and the globe thingy he took from the monster earlier in another fit of rage after Han Myungoh-ssi killed it. "I think you should put the item."

[W-what? What's THAT doing here?!] Huh, the Dokkaebi is flustered. [I-It was Pulled from the Game not long ago!]

Pause.