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fanfic 4✨Taeui Birthday✨

Rita's daily work at Riegrow's house is: Waking up early, preparing ingredients and cooking. When Mr. Taei arrived, nothing changed.
Today the work was the same as always, but it had a more special meaning because this was the first time she tried cooking the traditional Korean dish - seaweed soup.
Normally, Taei is not a picky eater. He even got used to eating dishes that had the flavor of his grandmother's cooking. However, just today, Rita had put all her heart and soul into going to the local library to borrow a Korean cooking book in German (which she would not have been able to find in Kyle's study).
Today is Taei's birthday.
When the Riegrow family's children were young, she had to work hard to prepare German-style birthday parties, with the main purpose of inviting guests who had business relationships with the family. Then when they grew older and the procedures became less cumbersome, she no longer had the opportunity to do that job. Even in the past few years, the second master has never been at home on a special occasion in his life.

Or maybe Rita is the only one who considers speaking special.
But everything changed when Taei arrived. Rita, who personally prepared the first birthday after so many years for her master, this time it was Taei's turn to organize it.

"Oh, I smell a familiar smell."
Jeong Taeui noticed it as soon as he opened the kitchen door. Initially, he intended to come here to ask if he could get some fruit before dinner, because on the dining table now there were only varieties that would not be good for an hungry stomach such as grapes or oranges. But that scent made him forget his main purpose, and Jeong Taeui immediately exclaimed when he clearly saw the last dish that Rita was cooking.
"Ah! Seaweed soup. Is today a special day?"
"Mr. Taei, stand a little further away or you will be haunted by the smell." Rita, who had been concentrating on stirring the soup until now, turned to look at Jeong Taeui standing next to her and continued. "Don't tell me you forgot today is my birthday?"
"Eh? Ah, no, no, I remember that. But I don't think... Anyway, thank you very much."
Jeong Taeui quickly found a bag of apples and kiwis in the refrigerator in the kitchen. Normally, if they were still in this cupboard, they would be untreated items, so he carried both bags over to the kitchen sink.
While he was attentively washing each fruit with salt water, he heard Rita's voice.

"Next time, Mr. Taei, don't talk like you're an outsider. If you want to eat something, just let me know." Rita paused for a moment to put the finished pot of soup on the kitchen table. While scooping each tablespoon into a small bowl, Rita added more.
"But only if the ingredients are available in Berlin and are not junk snacks, such as topoki."
Topoki? Hearing Jeong Taeui's laughter, Rita raised her head. But he just pursed his lips and shook his head looking at her. After that, he quickly nodded and thanked Rita again.
Looks like today is really a good day.
The kitchen door was slightly closed when he left. Jeong Taeui placed the plate on the table in a state of elation and overflowing happiness. Just now he wanted to say that spicy rice cakes are actually not just a snack but also a traditional Korean food, or even her pronunciation made him confused at first, but Jeong Taeui decided. intend to keep that to myself. He savored the small joys like tasting a little bit of cinnamon on the tip of his tongue - something that Jeong Taeui had the opportunity to taste when he was young and went to tropical countries with his brother.

It's moments like the present that make him feel like this place is his home.
"What 's up?"
The man with thick eyebrows and deep eyes asked when he saw Jeong Taeui just sitting and chewing Kiwi and smiling. Those eyes could certainly have scared many people when he was young, but over time, wisdom and old fox had covered those eyes with an unpredictable depth, creating a feeling that just a glance Looking at someone, he can read that person completely.
"It's nothing, Sal. I was just thinking that kiwifruit tastes better today than usual."
"Really? Hmm, anyway, this is not a common fruit in our country, so I can't judge."
Sal is the name of that South American man. Calling it out straight is a bit rude considering the age gap between the two, but that's the case with any guest coming to this house. They don't care about each other's background, family background or age. What they need is someone who knows how to talk during the time they come here to rest.
While the two exchanged a few words, Rita brought up each dish according to different portions. As for Jeong Taeui, his portion includes a bowl of simple seaweed soup.
"Rita, the soup is delicious."
Jeong Taeui tried the soup before Rita could turn her back to the kitchen. Even though she didn't respond to his compliment, he knew she was smiling. If she weren't hiding an obvious pride, she would have scolded Jeong Taeui for hastily trying to eat the soup while it was still hot.
Also out of curiosity, Sal looked over here.