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Chap 33: Reducing Detestment

Renjun's POV:

"RENJUN! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

Smack

"STOP IT'S GONNA GET RUINED!"

SMACK SMACK SMACK

"Calm down, Mr. Cha, I know what I'm doing. And stop hitting me! It hurts, fucking hell."
I clutch my head at the spot I got violently attacked at.

"I'M GOING TO EXPEL YOU IF YOU DON'T STOP RIGHT NOW!"

"Okay, okay. Here you can have your soup back."

"You already ruined it! You can't just substitute oranges for lemons! That's not how cooking works."

"It looks pretty good."

"Fine. Drink the whole thing."

"Don't mind if I do."

I brought the bowl of soup and took a whiff of it, the aroma seemed irresistible, so I took a sip.

A sip filled with regret.

Rushing towards the sink, I spat it out. Mr. Cha looked pissed but was also trying to hold in his laughter.

"Told you so."

"Don't be so salty, it's just soup."

"But, I spent so long trying to make that for you kids. I hope you know I don't usually cook. And the only one who actually got to drink it was Jeno."

"Sorry. I'll remake it."

"Forget it, I'll just make something else. What do you want to eat?"

"I'm really craving some pizza right now."

"... Order it. I don't know how to make that."

Nodding my head while giggling at his upset expression, I picked up my phone to dail a pizza place. After a few rings, the answer machine notified me that they were closed. Not surprising in the middle of the night.

"I don't think any pizza places are open right now, it's past 2a.m."

"Aish, okay. Google the recipe, I'll see if I have the ingredients at home."

With a quick search, I opened up a recipe and Mr. Cha snatched my phone from my hands.

"Okay, now get out before you ruin anything else."

"Literally no one wants me here. First Jaemin, now you too."

"Honey.. that's not true.. First it was me who never wanted you here. Now, shoo."

"I want to help, please?"

"And risk my kitchen from turning into a dump? No, thanks."

"Are you sure you want to let me loose in this house?"

"You little sh-, don't touch anything, I'm warning you."

"Okay, I'll just touch everything, don't mind me."

"Oh my god, you Satan's child, sit down on that stool and don't move. Grate the cheese with this grater and don't eat it all."

I took the items being handed to me and sat across him at the counter. Wearing his apron, he quickly got to cooking while I felt like I was drowsing into sleep while grating the cheese.

The massive block of cheese was never-ending and grating it was a repetitive process which got boring really quickly. Closing my eyes to get a few winks of sleep while my hands continue their job by themselves, I let my head roll forward without thinking much.