A Campsite Owner in S-Class Dungeon

Chapter 10: Barbecue Party

"Put it in the bell pepper and mushroom needle. I have a food-grilling Quest, so I'll grill the meat."

"Okay."

We performed our respective roles faithfully for a while without saying anything.

Hunter Chae Dong-hwa first cut the vegetables to fit. After putting them neatly on the skewer, the rest of the vegetables were put on the grill.

His figure with the sword was so deep in my mind that I thought he would be a little clumsy, but he was surprisingly delicate.

I also put high-quality meat on the grill. I heard a splash of oil.

"Wow! It's so delicious, Master! You're such a good cook!"

"Really?"

"Yes! It melts in my mouth!"

Teddy sat on the log and tasted it, and was amazed. I grilled it according to the instructions, and I was glad that it was to its taste.

The fluid slimes snooping around the fire also threw a chunk of meat.

Pink slime and blue slime argued, pulling the meat to both sides.

"Aaw, so cute. Don't fight and eat. I'll give you one more."

It chews and chews as many times as it gives.

I patted it gently because it was cute.

Blue slime is usually fierce, so it used to bite me when I touched it, but it allowed me to come into contact when eating.

"Eat and grow slowly. You can't live in a Campsite when you're an adult."

"Bom-ssi should eat too."

I've been really into Monsters for a long time, but Hunter Chae Dong-hwa cut off the meat and put it on a plate in front of me.

Onions and garlic were also piled up.

"Is it a Quest?"

"Yes."

I knew it. In the meantime, a new Quest appeared.

Hunter Chae Dong-hwa was remarkably good to me after learning about the existence of the Campsite Quests as he is now.

Sometimes if I refuse his favor because I think it's too much, it's a Quest as if he doesn't misunderstand.

I wasn't going to take this S-Class Monster meat because it was burdensome at first.

But when he said that he was trying to get his buffs, I thought that what I was getting was helping him, so I got it right away.

Isn't this mutual aid?

"Thank you."

I put down the tongs for a while and ate meat.

The meat was very chewy because of its developed muscles. The savory juices met fresh vegetables and formed a fantastic harmony in the mouth.

The smell of acrid fire made it more savory and flavorful.

'Woah, I grilled it, but it's so delicious.'

Listening to the firewood burning reminded me of the past.

When I was young, my dad and brother cooked everything when I came to these places. Even if I complained that I didn't want to eat it, they cut it into small pieces and put it in my mouth.

But now I'm grilling the meat myself, and I'm taking care of others.

I thought the situation had changed a lot, but I missed them today.