‘Gee whiz. Talk about stuffing your face...’
Lee Hyeon-Su wordlessly took in the sight of Kang Jin-Ho enjoying a meal. Something about this scene seemed so bizarre to his eyes.
Even though Kang Jin-Ho's demeanor was relaxed, and his movement couldn't be described as 'stuffing his face', various food items on the trays were still disappearing at a considerable speed. It was like watching magic at work.
‘Do you have to eat like a superhuman, too?’
Most of Kang Jin-Ho's actions broke common sense, but the way he handled his food still forced Lee Hyeon-Su to question everything he knew!
With how things were, it wouldn't be surprising to learn that Kang Jin-Ho levitated while sleeping and did things differently from everyone else... while in the toilet!
Clack!
Kang Jin-Ho put his utensils down after figuratively picking the third food tray clean.
Lee Hyeon-Su suspiciously asked, “...Would you like another tray, sir?”
“Hmm...” Kang Jin-Ho rubbed his chin before shaking his head. “No, this is enough. Overeating is not good for a martial artist, after all.”
That was when Lee Hyeon-Su nearly blurted out, Sir, you’ve already consumed enough food, you know?! Didn’t you dump piles, nay, towers of food on your trays before gulping them down? But now, you’re worried about overeating?
Rather than words, though, a wry chuckle broke out of Lee Hyeon-Su’s mouth instead.
‘Well, I guess it makes sense...’
It wasn't as if Lee Hyeon-Su couldn't understand this situation. After all, Kang Jin-Ho hadn't touched any food for the last five days. No matter how strong he was as a martial artist, that time span should be enough to make anyone go mad with hunger!VIssịT n0(v)eL/b(i)(n).com for the best novel reading experience
“Assembly Master, did you train in eating super-efficiently or something?”
“Mm?” Kang Jin-Ho tilted his head.
“I mean, you were so quiet but also seriously quick, you know?”
“Training, you say...?” Kang Jin-Ho chuckled while pouring water into his cup. Without saying anything else, he gulped the refreshing water down.
If what he went through could be called training, so be it. Although, that training wasn't something he had volunteered for, but was forced upon him by his mother!
When Kang Jin-Ho brushed aside the food training question with a chuckle, Lee Hyeon-Su decided to change the topic to something he had been dying to talk about. Unfortunately, his plan had to be delayed somewhat.
Slam!
The cafeteria’s door was shoved open hard enough to nearly fly off its hinges. Actually, that wasn’t right. One of the hinges did come loose!
Lee Hyeon-Su’s eyes widened at this sight.
“Master!” Vator’s loud roar-like call echoed deafeningly inside the cafeteria. Such was the decibel of his voice that cutlery and cooking utensils hanging on the walls clattered against each other. Even the dining tables began trembling from the soundwaves.
Not just Lee Hyeon-Su but even Kang Jin-Ho had to hurriedly cover their ears.
“Master! Are you unhurt?!”
Vator urgently sprinted toward Kang Jin-Ho as if he spotted a friend who had been captured by pirates earlier.
The floor rumbled and shook every time the big man took a step, and Lee Hyeon-Su began to fear the floor tiles might start cracking any sec...
‘...Eh? What the hell? The tiles are cracking for real?!'
The Martial Assembly HQ building was too ancient to withstand the power of the excited Vator. Actually, that wasn't right. Every building in the world was too frail to handle him!
Even Kang Jin-Ho seemed to have shed some cold sweat, judging from how he sneakily wiped his forehead!
“I, I’m fine, Vator.”
“Master! Shouldn’t you discuss such things with me first! Why didn’t you say anything before secluding yourself to create some random martial art?!”
Kang Jin-Ho grew stupefied just then.
‘Ah. So I was supposed to get your permission first, then?’
Wasn’t this strange? Even though Kang Jin-Ho was nominally Vator’s master, the contents of this rebuke sounded like something a master would say to his servants.
“Your body! How are you feeling?”
Despite the strangeness of the situation, Kang Jin-Ho still chuckled away.
Even though Vator sounded rather miffed right now, his eyes couldn't betray his real intentions. He seemed genuinely worried. So much so that Kang Jin-Ho briefly wondered who taught a rough-around-the-edges Mongol giant like Vator to care about other people!
“If something like that could harm me, I would have already died a long time ago,” Kang Jin-Ho chuckled dismissively.
Vator grunted unhappily. “Those who place excessive trust in their ruddy health will get a rude awakening one day, master! Remember, there is no predetermined order to who croaks first!”
Verbal abuse disguised as well-wishing remarks freely flowed out of Vator’s large mouth.
Kang Jin-Ho's smile faded ever so slightly just then. “...Yes, there is no order, but at the very least, I won't die before you.”
“You can't be sure of that, master!” Vator raised his voice to start nagging again, but someone suddenly swooped in first to lend some timely assistance.
“Sir Vator is right, my lord. No one can say that for sure. Who knows? I might live longer than you,” said Wiggins as he entered the cafeteria.
Kang Jin-Ho ruefully shook his head. “That jab hurts more than it should, you know that?”
Wiggins smiled brightly while sitting on Kang Jin-Ho’s opposite side. “You look better than I expected, my lord.”
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