## Chapter 1538 – The Foreigner of Geomeo – The Demon God of Another World

A stiff smile.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh…”
“Heeugh…”
“Sh, shit…”

The moment they heard the words to make pancakes, the smiles on their faces nearly vanished, replaced by a slowly rising anger. Oblivious, Father calmly took out his smartphone and made a call.

“Alright, it’s starting. Get ready.”

Simultaneously.

ㅡCreak.

The room door opened, and Geun-soo and Geun-mi scurried out, heading towards the kitchen and refrigerator. Get ready? Were they seriously being ordered to prepare to make pancakes? Surprisingly, after living with Father for decades, they seemed to have become accustomed to such absurd commands and were actually carrying them out.

What was the professional term for this again?

Anyway, it seemed they had become compliant after living under this crazy father for so long. Maybe that was why these bastards hadn’t become independent.

ㅡThump.

Soon, the preparations were complete, and Geun-soo and Geun-mi returned to their room.

“…”

An atmosphere quietly simmering, about to explode.

“…Let’s head to the kitchen first. A fight will break out if we say anything.”

Kadiea, who rose first, attempted to mediate, as if telling them to relax. Now, I have no choice but to scold him. I need to go give him some tough love.

“It’s not ‘will break out,’ it’s definitely going to break out. Sit tight. I’ll go break his nose.”
“Ugh, ugh… Just a moment, Katt.”
“Are you stopping me again? My sisters can’t stand this, right?”
“Hoo, hoo… Calm down for now. Let’s go to the kitchen.”

They’re enduring this?

“Then let’s go to the kitchen.”

At my words, everyone got up and headed towards the kitchen.
Since they said they’d endure it, I’ll have to see.

As we did, Liz said,

“It’s a bit much to say this… but. Your father-in-law is a bit…”
“A bit?”
“Selfish…?”

Liz’s voice was laced with anger as she said that.

She was restraining herself as much as possible right now.

“No. And didn’t you just meet him today? He’s been treating us like subordinates from the start, how is that even okay? I’m holding back as much as I can because he’s my father-in-law, but if it were anyone else, they would’ve been hit already.”
“Seriously, Blackie. I feel like punching something right now.”

Her raised fist trembled.

“Sis, I’m speechless. Shouldn’t we just go punch him? Huh? Even I think your father-in-law is not quite right. He needs some physical therapy.”
“Yeah, Blackie. I just want to make pancakes out of Blackie’s dad. Seriously. He’s being so rude. Is it okay to treat your daughter-in-law like that from the start? He needs a beating.”

They started voicing their complaints, and I nodded.

“You’re absolutely right. Then, while we’re at it, let’s go make pancakes out of our dad.”
“Ah, no! Katt! Please calm down!”

Hilde.

“Even so, that’s a bit… too much! Anyway, if we go on like this, your father-in-law will definitely be blown to smithereens! Like the Soviet Union in Earth’s history! We need some special measures!”
“Th, that’s right! Please calm down! He’s still your father-in-law, isn’t he? Please calm down for a moment and try to endure it one last time!”

Elise agreed with Hilde, stopping them. Hilde thought hitting him was a bit much, and Elise was just being gentle.

Well, compared to my hot-tempered sisters, Elise was a bit more gentle.

Except when she saw heretics and demons.

“No, but why do we have to make food and offer it? He’s ordering us around too much. If we cater to that, there’ll be no end to it.”

That was Karin’s reaction.

“That’s true, but your father-in-law loves Seongdo-nim. So, I think it’s okay if we just make food. Saying he wants to see our cooking skills is direct, but it’s a reasonable request. Don’t you think?”
“…There’s some truth in Elise’s words. Wanting to see our cooking skills isn’t a big deal. It’s something that exists in our culture too. Of course, he needs to fix his attitude, though.”
“Yes. That’s right. So, let’s give him one last chance here…”

Elise said, carefully watching their reactions, and the others nodded as if they couldn’t help it.

“Ugh, ugh… If Elise says so. Okay, fine. It’s a cultural difference. Let’s give him one last chance. Honestly, making food isn’t that bad. But this is the last time. If he does that again, I’ll have no choice but to use my fist.”
“I think we should just do it now, sis.”
“No. He’s still Katt’s father, so I can’t treat him badly. Elise is saying that too.”

Elise’s words are working well.

“It’s a bit frustrating and annoying, but it can’t be helped. I’ll try to cater to him just this once if it’s just making food. He’ll be satisfied if it’s delicious.”
“…Understood.”

That man will ask for ten more things if he gets one.

“Katt. He’s not the father-in-law I imagined.”

Claudia seemed a bit dejected.

“Actually, even if you imagined something, Claudia, there’s no way he could live up to it… Anyway. I’m giving him one last chance too. Everyone’s stopping me, but if he does it again, I’ll go take care of it myself.”

They were holding back as much as possible because he was still my dad, but I couldn’t just stand by while they were enduring this much.

“Geun-tae, you bastard. Why are you loitering around where the women are cooking? Come and sit down.”
“Ah, this fucking…”

* * *

Anyway, we were…

Looking up pancake recipes on our smartphones in the kitchen, preparing to cook.

“This is the Korean dish called ‘jeon.’ Seeing that it’s coated in egg and grilled… it seems quite simple?”
“It’s a traditional dish, so it’s very simple. But it’ll be a bit different from the Earth-style food you like, sis.”
“It certainly seems that way. Well, I think I prefer desserts or Western-style food.”
“Hehehe, you have such a refined taste. Anyway, can you make this?”

At those words, Kadiea confidently replied.

“Hmph, no problem. It’s just cooking, isn’t it? We’re bodies that can instantly perform at the level of a master, no matter what we look at.”
“Hehehe, that’s true.”

Because they were demigods.

“Then, from now on, we will make jeon!”

Hilde announced the start, and we began manufacturing jeon in an orderly fashion.

“Seriously, it’s ridiculous to make a queen cook, but to make a demigod cook? Does that even make sense? Seriously, this is ridiculous.”

Karin grumbled as she sliced the ingredients and made meatballs for the meatball pancakes.

“Seriously, this is going to be the most expensive cooking in the world. If I sell this, I should get the price of a building. It’s food made by a demigod queen, seriously. I should get at least that much.”
“Stop grumbling, Karin.”
“How can I not grumble, you fucking bitch.”
“Watch your language, please. Nicely.”
“How can I not swear? You shibal.”
“Your tone, fuck! You got it wrong! What kind of tone is that!”

I can only laugh.

“No. But sis.”
“Why?”
“You made this for the first time, but why does it look so pretty? It looks delicious.”
“Oh? Right? It’s pretty, right? No. I’m good at making things like this.”

Her face lit up with a smile as soon as I praised her meatball pancakes, as if she had immediately cheered up. The speed at which she was making them also increased.

She really is a cute sister.

“Katt. There are several types, which one do you like the most?”
“I like dongtaejeon.”
“Dongtaejeon?”
“Yeah. With lots of pepper.”
“Hehehe, I understand.”
“No. Claudia? Are you going to make it for me?”
“Yeah. Since we’re making it anyway. I’ll make as much as you want, Katt.”
“Oooooooooh!!!”

Claudia immediately started making dongtaejeon…!

No!

Is this what the holidays are really like!

Were the holidays this fun?!
Is this for real?!

It’s very different from the holidays in my memory…!

ㅡSizzle!

The jeon was being made so skillfully. Their skills were like that of a first-class jeon chef. Grilling time. Temperature control. Having reached the level of demigods. They were truly masters of cooking. The most expensive jeon in the world was being manufactured.

Seriously.

The sight of my women making jeon.

It’s astonishing.

Would I have ever imagined something like this?

“Um, hmm, hmm.”

Winia was making skewers, and I decided to interfere.

“Winia. Take out the crab sticks and mushrooms. They’re not good.”
“Huh? Take out the crab sticks and mushrooms?”
“Yeah.”
“No, Blackie? Are you going to be picky?”

What do you mean picky?

“Would I be picky at this age? This is that.”
“What?”
“I don’t eat what I don’t want to eat. That’s who I, the Heavenly Demon Kim Katt, am, so I don’t eat it. Why would I be picky?”
“Bullshit. You’re being picky. Blackie is a real crazy man.”
“Ah. Please. Take it out. I don’t like that.”
“Kukuku. Then should I take out these crab sticks and mushrooms?”
“Yes!”

She’s taking out the crab sticks and mushrooms for me!
She’s so cute!

Honestly, I was pissed when I heard her say to make jeon, but I felt so good seeing her make jeon so well. I’m having so much fun right now. More than anything, I’m really looking forward to the taste.

“But Winia? What are you doing now?”

But surprisingly, Winia didn’t take out the crab sticks and mushrooms, but instead, she started copying that hellish skewer, putting only crab sticks and mushrooms on the skewer in clumps.

“It’s Blackie’s special. Winia’s special crab stick mushroom skewer.”
“Why is this a special! Quickly! Disassemble it quickly! I’m not eating it!”

This kind of thing should be blown to smithereens like Comrade (68)!!!!!!

“Blackie? I made it, and you’re telling me to disassemble it?”
“Wh, what?”
“I made it, and you’re not going to eat it?”
“No. But Winia, you’re playing with food…”
“Are you really not going to eat it?”
“This is too much, rehu!”

Of course, Winia didn’t stop, and she finally completed the crab stick mushroom skewer after coating it with various things and frying it.

“Here! Blackie, eat!”
“Seriously… I’m eating a skewer with only crab sticks and mushrooms in my life…”

Anyway, I couldn’t say anything to Winia, who was holding it out to my mouth, so I put it in my mouth.

But.

“Oh. It’s not bad.”

This is more delicious than I thought.

“Seongdo-nim. Please eat the zucchini pancake I made.”
“Katt-nim, me too! I made vegetable tempura!”

Soon, they handed me the jeon they had completed one by one. I dipped them in soy sauce, put them in my mouth, and savored the taste.

“Wow.”

…It’s good.

“Seriously, it’s so delicious… I feel like I’m going to cry…”
“Katt. The dongtaejeon is done too.”
“Put it in my mouth, dejaaaaaaaat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“Kyaa!”

Father.

Did you perhaps foresee this…?