Chapter 2147 – [I Want to Hit the President]

We are carrying out a meal saving project targeting people who skip meals for various reasons such as being busy, not able to afford it, being inconvenient, etc.

Of course, you can’t do business. Since I am the president, I cannot hold the office concurrently, so the moment I receive money, problems arise. So, when I tried to cook and serve people before, I didn’t open a store, but rather went to an orphanage and served meals to people, didn’t I?

“How much is kimbap worth?”

“If each person eats one piece, a thousand lines is a bit small, so I’m going to spend about 10,000 lines. Then, 10,000 people won’t eat.”

“Dad, your hands are not only as big as Tathagata’s height. Let’s do it right away.”

“Ah haha, that’s how it feels like our Eden.”

Kimbap is food that requires more work than you might think. To make kimbap, there are more than one or two ingredients you need to prepare.

Of course, we have Kether and the Garden of Eden, so there is no need to worry. At most, it’s about seaweed.

[You can prepare everything else, but since seaweed comes from the sea… Ah, you can make a similar substitute. For example, it’s like moss, but if you loosen it and flatten it, it tastes like seaweed.]

“Oh, these days, they say they can’t farm seaweed in the sea due to global warming or something, so they say they should grow seaweed on land. In that case, is it possible to farm seaweed on land?”

“But it’s not seaweed, it’s something similar to seaweed. ‘Mix it with bio moss!!! The poor people won’t be able to tell the difference!!!’ Are you going to say something like a ninja slayer?”

“If it had gone wrong, it’s something Chairman Naomoto would have said.”

Anyway, let me list the ingredients that go into kimbap. Oh, of course, you can make other kimbap, such as tuna kimbap or bulgogi kimbap, but this time, I plan to just make regular kimbap. Because the end of tuning is originality.

First, kimbap consists of the most basic seaweed and rice, vegetables such as pickled radish, spinach, burdock, carrot, cucumber, etc., And eggs and ham are also added. For seasoning, you need things like sesame oil, salt, soy sauce, etc.

Of course, since it wasn’t something my family would eat, some customization was necessary. For example, leave out cucumbers.

“Cucumbers are delicious!!!!!”

“Because there are people who don’t like cucumbers. There are other vegetables and pickled radish, so you can leave out the cucumbers.”

“Hmmmm, and?”

“It’s called kimbap, but you also have to think about nutritional balance. There are enough vegetables and more carbohydrates than expected, so let’s consider the proportion of protein and increase the proportion of eggs or ham.”

“Given the eggs, what should I do with the ham? Are you going to use a commercial product?”

“I suddenly want to make kimbap for 10,000 people, but there’s nothing I can do about it. I’m going to use commercial products like pickled radish.”

If you want to make it, you can make it by hand, but time is an issue. Even if Eden has the ability to manipulate time, it takes too much work to make something like pickled radish or ham from scratch.

And even if it is factory-made, it is delicious, so all you have to do is select the right product and make it. Eden and I prepared hard and started to refine the ingredients for kimbap.

The vegetables are blanched or stir-fried, and while they are being stir-fried, the ham is also stir-fried. The eggs are beaten, made into batter, and carefully fried one by one. If you want to make 10,000 rows of kimbap, you just need to have enough ingredients. Above all, if the ingredients are left unattended, they will gradually spoil and cause food poisoning, but since Eden and I are there, there is no problem.

“We have to stop time and keep the ingredients in their most delicious state.”

“Even if there are food poisoning bacteria, I can kill them with my power.”

“How dare you use the power of the Great Demon King to prevent food poisoning…!!!”

“It depends on what you use. My dad prefers this.”

Isn’t it much more peaceful and productive to use it for sterilization and disinfection rather than killing people like in a genocide? Rather, I just want to use my power for this purpose.

Anyway, I was able to quickly prepare the ingredients to make 10,000 rolls of kimbap. Korma helped me out, and it didn’t take too long since I and Eden had already surpassed the human specifications.

“But is there more material than expected?”

“I thought there might be a shortage, so I bought and made more, and it turned out to be more than I expected.”

“Well, it’s much better than not having enough.”

Making more than 10,000 rolls of kimbap was almost like a factory. Instead of just doing one thing, we have to cut, package, and so on, so we divide the work and create a finished product by dividing each task.

For reference, the packaging was wrapped in cooking foil to make it easy to open and eat. The kimbap packaged and made in this way can be stored for a long time in the most delicious condition if Eden stops time and stacks them together.

“But you only make kimbap?”

“Uh, what else do I need?”

“You have to have something to drink. If you just eat kimbap, you’ll choke.”

“That’s right. It would be nice to prepare something like water or tea… Or something like udon soup from a snack bar.”

“Ah!!!!! That sounds like a good combination!!!! If you add a little bit of broth, it will be filling!!!!”

Since ancient times, Koreans have been a people of rice and soup. When I eat, I feel like something is missing if I don’t have rice, and I don’t feel full if I don’t eat soup. Maybe it’s because I’m a born Korean, but even when I make things like steak, I make things like soup instead of rice and broth.

Among the commercially available products, if you dissolve something like udon in water, heat it up, and serve it with kimbap, it will go well. Prepare similarly.

“How do I move it?”

“First, if you only take a portion with you, and you run out of food, you can tear it down and supply it right away. Oh, but no one will give you food and say you got food poisoning after eating it, right?”

“I don’t think we can argue even if it’s really our fault.”

“Well, after my dad came out, I didn’t even see him in the store with his nose pulled out. Instead, there were no legitimate claims…”

“That’s not it, my dad is the president, so he has the privilege of not prosecuting.”

“No, is there a realistic reason?!?!”

Anyway, everything is ready. So, I packed gimbap and other things and moved toward the industrial complex I was targeting.

It wasn’t like I was going to tear the plane apart, but since it was early in the morning, there was no disturbance or anything. Thanks to the sad people who go to work early in the morning or just get home from work, there is a certain amount of traffic coming and going, but it is relatively quiet, let alone traffic jams.

Eventually, we arrived and settled down in a suitable place in the industrial complex. Since we were just distributing finished products, there wasn’t much need, but Zion prepared a food truck, so we just had to park it on the side of the road and work.

We put up a signboard that says ‘Free Kimbap Sharing’ and as we finish preparing, the sun begins to rise. The industrial complex has a large floating population, so people are slowly starting to flock in.

“Kimbab? Huh…?”

Since it was a food truck, my eyes were drawn to it, and if the price was right, the person who was thinking about buying it instead of eating it at a convenience store looked at me and looked half-surprised but with a calm expression.

Because I have a common face, it’s hard to recognize me on the street, but it seems that if you’ve been president for decades and walk around with your face in the public eye, people will recognize you. Of course, it’s not completely, and I’m skeptical, but at least it’s better than not knowing at all like before.

“Um, Mr. President? No…?”

“You’ve been working hard since early in the morning. Would you like a piece of kimbap?”

“Oh, it would be nice if you could give it to me. Thank you.”

It was still a bit early to be considered rush hour, and there were no other customers, so I poured him some udon soup into a cup and talked to him. After a long pause, he soon realized for sure that I was the president, and although he was nervous, he told me various stories relatively comfortably.

“It’s still a little early, but you came out early?”

“Oh, I work at a café nearby. There are a lot of people who buy coffee and take it away during rush hour, so I have to prepare and open before then.”

“You’re so diligent even before everyone else goes to work. But how do you usually prepare breakfast?”

“I still tend to eat. It’s hard to work if I don’t eat. But the president himself came out and even shared kimbap with me…”

“It’s just a personal hobby. To be honest, I want to hit the president, but people keep filming me.”

“Oh my, you should be president at least until I die!!!”

“Why not take a double bath instead?”

“I don’t like it when people around me talk about politics, but since you’re the president, I can tell you, you’re doing really well right now. It feels like you’re living a lot better than before. So, I hope you’ll be president for a long time.”

“What about me killing people?”

“Oh, did they kill innocent people for no reason? They are the kind of people who would judge that even if the President killed someone, it was worth dying for.”

“…”

Aside from being perfect at killing people, I have an aversion to murder itself. If it’s family-related, I tend to fuck it up and kill it, but since the rejection is the same, it leads to self-loathing, so I used penance as an ordeal and became the Lord in charge of the ordeal.

To put it the other way around, I don’t kill people if I’m normal. If you don’t touch it, it’s safe, but the world won’t let you do that, so you go around killing people.

… If I think about it, I think it was something that the absolute fate of destiny modified. Sometimes, when I think about my life of living and dying normally, the problem is not my personality, but the fact that I got caught up in trouble.

“Oh, I’ll just leave. The kimbap was very delicious!!!!! Thank you for letting me come out and eat breakfast like this!!!!!”

“Thank you for saying that. I hope you prosper today as well.”

“Yes!!!!!”

And, starting with the café staff, customers gradually began to gather. It’s an area with a lot of floating population, but there was a business near the subway exit, so I saw it at least once while passing by and tried to get it because it was free.

Unlike the first customer who recognized me even though it was a long time ago, the group of about 15 people passed by without any problem. Even though I had suspicions, I ignored them for now since I was busy going to work.

However, that is only to a certain extent. In the middle of handing it out, an office worker asked me who I was.

“Are you the president? Isn’t that a heinous emperor?”

As he said that, the line that was busy distributing kimbap cooled down. This is because he changed his class from just a volunteer worker distributing kimbap to president.

I was wondering what to do, but since it was rush hour anyway, I thought it would only be a matter of time before I was discovered even if I hid it, so I decided to just accept it. Can I keep this secret hidden forever? At the very least, I think that someday the people of this Earth will find out that I am the Great Demon King.

“It’s not a broadcast today, it’s just a hobby. Isn’t the kimbap delicious?”

“Huh?! Are you really President?”

“Hey, can I take a proof photo?”

“So is this the kimbap the president made?”

“Oh, I helped, but I also helped my family make things like Eden and Korma.”

“President!!! Can I have one more line?!?!”

“Kimbab is delicious, just give me one more line!!!!!!”

They said it was delicious from the beginning, but now that their identity is known, they ask for more. I guess that’s because it’s rare, and it’s something that will be difficult to eat in the future… But even if we give it to everyone who asks for it, we can’t just allow it because there will be people who can’t eat it.

Although there is more than 10,000 rows of cheap kimbap to the point where it is more than enough, the daily floating population of the industrial complex is in the hundreds of thousands. Among them, 10,000 is a small number, so I want to feed as many people as possible.

And, although I prepared breakfast, it is not good to overeat in the morning. No matter how nutritionally balanced your meal is, if you eat more than 10 servings alone, you will gain weight, and it is bad for your health.

“Are you dissing me?!?!?!?!”

“Ah, Eden is snowing!!!!!!!”

“Waaaaa!!!!!”

At a time when kimbap was starting to become scarce, Eden came to replenish it and was noticed by people, causing an uproar. In some ways, Eden’s popularity and influence are greater than mine, but as his father, I think that’s better.

If you just want to supply, you can come and go quietly, but Eden seems to have had a purpose. He then turned his cell phone into photo taking mode and held it out to people, asking for their consent.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying the kimbap we made. Oh, if it’s okay, I’d like to take a picture and post it. Is there anyone who doesn’t like it?”

“No!!!! It’s okay!!!!!”

“Don’t worry, take as many pictures as you want!!!!!”

“Thank you for saying that!!!! Then, kimchi~.”

Eden took some pictures of his guests. Afterward, the news that Eden had come spread, and I came out to hand out kimbap myself, so more people flocked to the store, and I was able to finish the business by shaking off all the kimbap I had prepared.

No, I didn’t sell it, so it’s not a business, right? Still, it’s a good thing if people eat well.

“Aaaaah!!! It was nice to feed people the food I made for the first time in a while!!!!!!”

“The response on the Internet is also good. Inquiries are pouring into my father and Eden’s SNS accounts asking when we will do it next time.”

“Sometimes… No, I will do it often, but I don’t know when and what menu will be next. It’s not decided yet, but I will do it.”

“I understand.”

Eve, which manages the account similar to a manager, takes care of it right away. I don’t know when or where I’ll do it next, but at least it won’t be a one-time thing.

I’m not saying this for nothing, but because it’s something I can relax and have fun with for personal satisfaction. Honestly, I’ve been president for decades, so wouldn’t it be okay to have a little fun? If it were any other time, those bastards who said things like that would be arseholes, but this time, they will watch my approval rating drop.

“Oh…”

“What, why are you so anxious?”

“Dad, Dad. I got a call from the broadcasting station via Instagram DM. They said there was a lot of interest in feeding office workers this time and that it was so popular, so wouldn’t you like to film a broadcast program using this as content?”

“Huh?”

To be honest, although living rooms are comfortable and accessible, news, broadcasts, and programs still have a lot of influence. In fact, it was more popular than before as the trust of journalists increased with the introduction of trust scores.

I have a substitute called Inbang, and I have kept my distance from that side because of past scandals… No, but they are asking me, the president, to appear on such a broadcast?

“If you film yourself having fun, cooking, feeding people, etc., I will just film it, edit it, and send it out, so I ask you to allow it. At least among broadcasting stations, I think it has the best momentum.”

“What kind of broadcaster is so stupid that they ask the president to appear on their broadcasts? It’s such a stupid idea. Let’s do it now.”

“Kkkk that’s how you behave like my dad.”

“I think it would be fun to film a leisurely cooking show + a healing program like a mukbang!!!!!”

The name of the program was decided by the President to ‘Let’s Have a Meal’!!!!!