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"Brother, go to your room quickly, put this on."

Han Soo-hyun, with a calm face, handed Cha Yun-jae his earphones.

"Well, as an elder, you shouldn't be scared like this... ... !"

"... ... ? What does age have to do with it? Even though my brother is 60 years older than me now, it's still a scary situation. "You can be scared."

"Suhyun is right. Yoonjae, it's okay."

I also nodded at Ryuin's words.

"Okay, we'd better go in."

"... ... Well, then-"

Cha Yun-jae's face, who was about to say something, stiffened.

Beep, beep beep beep! Beep!

This is because they have now started to press the door lock at random.

"Hmm, what should I do?"

Choi Seung-ha, who had already approached me, asked softly.

"hmm."

I immediately called the manager and monitored the situation.

Beep! Beep beep beep! Beep!

As there was no response from inside, the cycle of pressing the keypad on the door lock began to get shorter.

beep! Beep beep!

bang!

As if I couldn't control my emotions, I heard the sound of my fist hitting the door lock, and then I heard the voice again.

"Guys, are you gathered in front? Are you going to call the manager again? "Why aren't you responding?"

Usually, I would knock a few times and then go down if there was no response, but today it was particularly harsh.

About 20 minutes later, I heard the manager yelling from outside the accommodation.

A confrontation was heard at the door, but it soon became quiet.

No, it wasn't quiet.

bang!

"Guys! Find your original intention! Don't be arrogant! Are you guys going crazy like this? You can't just leave like this just because you're hot! Oh, uncle, take your hands off me. "I'm going out on my own."

At the same time as the sound of the door being kicked, a voice that sounded almost like a curse rang out, and after a few minutes, the outside became quiet.

As expected, it was Choi Seung who opened his mouth in a chaotic atmosphere.

"Haha, um. I think I'll order some food today, too. I'll make tteokbokki for you! "I just happened to have the ingredients!"

Aside from his uniqueness, Seungha Choi's cooking skills... ... .

I made eye contact with him and opened my mouth.

"What was the dish you said you were good at?"

"Tteokbokki and fried rice!"

"hmm."

I briefly remembered the taste of the fried rice I ate at the glamping site and continued with a somber look on my face.

"Let's cook some ramen and eat it..." ... ."

Seungha Choi smiled brightly and opened his mouth.

"Yes? "Trust me just this once."

"I don't want to believe it."