God of cooking

Chapter 89: The weight of a restaurant (2)

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Kaya's face froze. Behind her shaking eyes, nobody could tell how she was feeling right now. The heart, beating faster than usual, and being chasen by rage or fear, nobody could know.

It was difficult to breath. Her clenched fists trembled, and a rough breath got out from between her lips. Behind her front hair, Kaya's fierce eyes shone. Jessica naturally raised her camera to capture that expression. Martin quickly interfered and covered the lens. Jessica looked at Martin with a neutral face.

"Oh, it's been a while. Martin?"
".........Why are you here? No, I will change the question. How did you know and come here?"
"Ey, a reporter shouldn't reveal the source of the information."
"I wonder. Aside from that, I think that taking pictures without permission is also not the proper method."
"Ey, why are you acting like this. Between us..."

A shiny smile appeared just like her blond hair. If you were a man, you couldn't help but get moved by that smile, but Martin didn't. He knew a lot of people that were deceived by that smile. It was a fake smile anyways, just like her hair was dyed blonde.

"I don't think that acting like this between us is weird. Fall back for now. We didn't request for an interview, and aren't planning to receive one. Or should I just leave a complaint to Daily Street?"
"Why are you acting that way? Don't make me scared. Do mouses in a warehouse escape because they get frightened a bit? They just have to get slightly full."
"After they get full they will consider that warehouse to be their house. They breed and carve a mouse hole. Do I have to give my warehouse to a mere mouse?"

Martin's eyes shone coldly. Jessica opened her eyes big and rolled them, and then shrugged her shoulders as if she could do nothing about it.

"I think that it will be hard to expect some benevolence from you. Fine, I will return for now. But remember, that the mouse is still hungry. Even if the owner of the house is scary, if it's scary, in the end it will bite down the wall and eat all of the grains."
"Then, the owner will plant some mouse traps."

Martin replied with an annoyed voice. Jessica smiled brightly, didn't reply, and turned back. Her sight was directed at Kaya for a moment, but soon changed to Jo Minjoon.

"Jo! I'm a fan. I'm cheering for you. Go all the way until you win."
"Go quickly. Don't you know that you are bothering with work?"
"Ah, I understand. I will go. I'm going. Ah, and miss Lotus, I'm sorry to have given you the mic from the start. Next time, I will ask with a calmer attitude.

It was at that moment when Kaya was going to raise her middle finger instead of replying. Jo Minjoon firmly grabbed her hands. Kaya looked at him with reddened eyes. There was no need for special words. Jo Minjoon and Kaya. Both of them could guess with just the shake of the hand what the other was going to say.

".......Let go. I calmed down."

Kaya's voice was a lot calmer. Thinking about the wind that passed by just now, not getting dispersed would be stranger. Jo Minjoon slowly let his hand go from her fist. She bit her lips and glared at Jessica's back as she goes further away. Chloe patted Kaya's shoulder.

"Don't mind her. It's not just a people or two that are like that."
"I don't."

Even after talking like that, her eyes were really sharp. Kaya let out a sigh and just rubbed her hands. It seemed like when Jo Minjoon held her hand just before, the feeling still remained. A rough yet soft, strange hand. However, she didn't hate that moment.

'.........Why didn't I hate it?'

However she put it, he was still a man. Normally, even if he was trying to help, not feeling pleased was the normal thing. However, the moment Jo Minjoon grabbed her hands, that feeling was really profound. Was it because he felt like a real brother. Or.........