Chapter 852 – Omakase There Must Be a Case Where the House Is a Little Hidden.

We mingled until Taeyeon arrived, then we mingled again for a while when Taeyeon came, and it seemed like we would be late for the restaurant we reserved for dinner.

“Hey! So let’s go quickly!”

“Then what! You are so delicious!”

“If my aunt comes, we have to stop it! Why are you participating!”

“Didn’t you drag it?! Hey! Are you here? Are you there?”

“Yes, Taeyeon. It is over there.”

After running around the streets at night, we ran into the building Mina pointed out. However, for a building with a high-end Japanese restaurant, the inside looked too ordinary.

“What. Is this right?”

First of all, I asked Mina as I walked to the elevator that I saw in the back. She replied, letting go of her chest, which she had been holding on to as her arms crossed until she ran here.

“Yes, Jiheon. This building is on the third floor.”

“It doesn’t look like there’s a restaurant. Didn’t it just come in wrong?”

I was not alone in having this question.

“No. They say it’s like this here.”

And Mina wasn’t the only one who answered. Unlike us, Se-hee, who has weak stamina, pressed the elevator button while panting slightly.

“Originally, there are cases where omakase houses are a little hidden. Same here.”

“Hey. But aren’t we late? Ah, Mr. I guess I’m late.”

Seeing Sehee like that, Taeyeon grumbled and raised her left arm. She looked at the time on her wrist there and gave a short, annoyed scream.

“Ah! You only have three minutes left!”

“You. Positive thinking, not ‘outside’ in 3 minutes, but ‘in’ in 3 minutes,”

“Shit, Mr. Would you like to buy something?”

Taeyeon glared at the bullshit demon, then turned her gaze to the stairs right next to the elevator. She asked us as she slowly walked up the stairs.

“Hey, hey, would it be faster to just go to the stairs?”

Ding ♪ wheein

“Let’s just ride this. Already arrived… It’s already gone.”

The elevator just arrived and he was going to ask for it, but Taeyeon, as usual, was taking the stairs first, as usual in a hurry. I saw her like that and got into her elevator with her and her other girlfriends.

“Ah, that’s right.”

As the elevator door closed, Sehee pointed at the number plate. Looking at her slender fingertips, she found a sign next to the 3rd floor button that said “Sushi House on the 3rd floor”. It was handwriting written in oil on white paper tape.

“Write.”

Se-hee pressed the button to go up to the third floor, but the demon king tilted his head at the sign that he wrote down too roughly.

“Aren’t you scammed? Why is the omakase house so poor?”

I thought the same, so I carefully looked at Se-hee and Min-ah.

“Looks like we got scammed.”

“Are you okay. It was like that on YouTube.”

“That’s right, Jiheon. This place was also recommended by a friend of mine.”

“Okay?”

Two of the smartest of us talked about it, so I lost some faith. Still, I couldn’t erase the feeling.

Ding ♪ wheein

Upon reaching the third floor, the elevator door opened. There was a person who came to meet us as we were about to get off.

“Hey! It’s faster to take the stairs!”

It was Taeyeon who went up the stairs first. She looked around the dimly lit hallway, panting slightly from her run up the stairs.

“But, is this right? Can’t you see the sign?”

“Then come this way.”

When Taeyeon became suspicious, Minah took the lead as she exited the elevator first.

“Come on. It’s close, we.”

Following her, we walked to Sehee, and the remaining three of us started following on their own.

“This is it.”

Mina, who was walking ahead, stopped at an iron gate made of metal. She knocked on the iron door to show that this was a restaurant. Then, within seconds, the door opened.

Jump

“Yes, this is Sato Omakase.”

I was a little taken aback when a man in a neat suit appeared. In addition, he was more embarrassed as he could see the luxurious interior over his shoulder.

“If…”

A man who appeared to be a restaurant employee looked around us and asked cautiously.

“Are you the one who made a reservation for dinner time today?”

“Yes. That’s right. I made a reservation under the name Chae Min-ah.”

“Thank god. I was about to call.”

When Mina answered with her smile, the man raised the corner of her mouth. He greeted us with the door wide open.

“Welcome. This is Sato Omakase. Please feel free to come in.”

“Then, will you excuse me?”

We went into her Japanese restaurant with Mina as her lead. The interior exuded a neat and luxurious atmosphere thanks to the dark brown wallpaper, and the seats with a direct view of the kitchen were highlighted with bright lighting.

“Hey! Irjatshaimase!”

As Sehee, Mawang, I, Minah, and Taeyeon sat down at a long table, a man dressed in white, like a chef, appeared from one side of the kitchen and greeted them in Japanese. Looking to be in his 50s, he looked around and said with a smile.

“A lot of beauties came today.”

“I must be Korean.”

“No! I am Japanese!”

I whispered a little to the demon king and was caught. He bowed his head in apology to him who revealed that he was Japanese in a cheerful manner.

“I-I’m sorry.”

“No! It’s okay!”

The chef accepted my apology with a smile, but the others did not.

“Tsk, sleep.”

“Brother.”

“I am disappointed.”

“Hey. Excuse me.”

Without missing this opportunity, my girlfriends rushed at me like hyenas or piranhas. I was so absurd and unfair that I cried out to them.

“Why?! No, he says he’s fine!”

Haha. You are interesting people.”

Seeing us like this, the Japanese chef burst into laughter. He smiled lightly and cheerfully, and bowed his head in greeting without killing his smile.

“Hello. My name is Seiichi Sato, who will be in charge of your dinner tonight. I look forward to.”

We greeted him with a small round of applause for his good first impression. Then, the chef handed out the menu board with a soft smile.

“First of all, please choose a drink to accompany the food. If you don’t like alcohol, you don’t have to choose it, but eating it together enhances the flavor.”

Not only was there not one of us who didn’t mind drinking, and after hearing that explanation, we couldn’t help but choose. I picked up a drink with my sister and Minah with Taeyeon.

“Hmm, how about ordering sweet potato soju first?”

“Ah, that’s good. Let’s make it a glass, not a bottle. It comes out in a glass.”

“Good. Then order one of these, and if it’s not enough, order more.”

“Taeyeon, do you have a drink you want?”

“Well… I’m not sure, I only drink green bottled ones. You choose.”

“I recommend this drink, sir.”

When I first came to an omakase house, I was both excited and a little worried. In particular, when the chef recommended alcohol to Taeyeon, there was a sense of pressure, but her expectations for food were higher than that.

When I ordered a drink, an employee came over and served me warm green tea. As we drank it, we watched the chef personally apply wasabi to something like a grater.

“Oh, hey. Hey.”

I was surprised by the wasabi I had never seen in my life and talked to the king.

“I guess that’s wasabi.”

“Hmm, it’s quite a bit bigger than I thought, isn’t it?”

“Uh. Very big.”

The Demon King, admiring the size of a little more than a hand, secretly looked at me. She lowered her blue eyes for a second and smiled slightly.

“It’s okay. You won.”

“Hey?!”

“Puff!”

“…”

“Big, gee, crazy bitch… !”

I was stunned by what the demon king said, and the other girlfriends quietly burst into laughter. And the chef who was grinding wasabi in front of us blushed.

“… However.”

Chef-nim, who seemed to have heard what the demon king said, asked in a slightly heavy voice.

“Your way of speaking is unusual, isn’t it?”

The subject of the question was, of course, the Demon King. It was because she had silver hair, her eyes closed, and her doll-like appearance stood out, and she used a tone you would only see in historical dramas.

“Ah yes. Yes?”

The demon king put a dignified tone like his mother into her mouth.

“I originally learned Korean through historical dramas, but I learned it properly after meeting this person.”

Sniff

Lying about her baby, her tone, she put her hand on my shoulder.

“But this person says my tone is cute and asks me to keep using it. What is it? So, well, I continued. I’m sorry if I offended you.”

“No. It’s a charming tone.”

“Hohoho, thank you. Then, will you speak quietly?”

I looked at the demon lord who spoke in a snobbish manner. Like Mina, her tone of voice changes when dealing with strangers, but it was because the word blasphemy came to her mind when she followed her mother.

Anyway, preparations started while having a short conversation. The chef handed out plates of freshly ground wasabi in front of us one by one, and things like soy sauce and pickled ginger began to be placed in front of each of us.

“This is Chawanmushi.”

The chef, who was cooking with clean hands without superfluity, was the first to serve food to Se-hee. He explained, putting down the teacup-like bowls of the demon king, me, Minah, and Taeyeon in that order.

“It is good to eat lightly like an appetizer. It’s not too hot and the temperature is right for you to eat, so you can just scoop it out with a spoon and eat it.”

“Ah yes. Thank you.”

Ban said out of habit, holding up the small wooden spoon that had been handed to her with her bowl. She looked down into the bowl and confirmed that it was steamed egg with only a light broth without any special garnish.

“Hmm!”

I was about to scoop it up and eat it, but the demon king next to me exclaimed. Having already taken a bite, she pointed at the bowl of chawanmushi with a spoon soaked in broth. It seemed to me that I should try to eat it quickly.

“… Oh.”

As I poked the steamed egg lightly with a spoon, I could feel the ingredients. I picked it up and noticed that it was cube cheese, and for some reason it seemed cute, so I smiled a little and put it in my mouth.

“… !”

The chawanmushi that was crushed at the right temperature, the cube cheese that melted with resistance, and the sweet and melty taste that came out of it made me frown. Of course, this was a frown of admiration.

I quietly savored the texture and melty taste in my mouth, then raised my eyes and told the chef who looked at me with a happy gaze.

“It is delicious.”

“Hey! Thank you!”

The chef bowed his head, saying thanks in Japanese that even I can understand. In fact, it was I who should be thanking you. But as it’s still the start of omakase, he had to delay saying thank you to him.

Haha, my salivary glands are already ringing.”

“Mmm, this is so delicious. Cheese and eggs go better than I thought.”

“Very, delicious.”

“Wow, this. I’ll have to bring it later when I’m older.”

Of course, I wasn’t alone in this thought.