God of cooking

Chapter 135: Their live broadcast (4)

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Saying to bring a digestive wasn't simply a joke. When Alan brought a digestive, Anderson didn't hesitate even a moment and brought it to his mouth.

As Rachel patted Anderson's back with a pitiful face, Anderson put a smile as if he was happy and perplexed at the same time. Rachel opened her mouth.

"Even an elder that has already sent away her husband is fine, can you already be like this?"
".....I won't put any excuses."
"Will you be able to eat?"
"I have to. There's the broadcast, and most of all, each and every one of the plates are too charming to not eat it."

Anderson was also a chef anyway. And at the same time an epicurean. He wasn't the type to be able to ignore a delicacy when it was in front of him. No. Precisely speaking, it may be right to say that he didn't want to show that side to Rachel. He wanted to show Rachel a more perfect side of him. Anderson glanced at Jo Minjoon.

I would like it if you were in my kitchen.

The words Rachel said still roamed in his ears. But what was unfortunate was that those words weren't meant for him, but for Jo Minjoon. He also wanted to hear those words. He wanted to get recognized by Rachel. And also hoped for a place for him in the kitchen.

'.......I'm not even a girl that fell in love. What am I doing right now.'

Anderson smiled bitterly while putting the pasta in his mouth. The funny thing was that even in this situation, the pasta had a really simple and delicate flavor. It was delicious. To the point it made him forget his headache and stomachache. But of course, it wasn't that just because of that his complicated feelings got washed away, but even so, he felt a bit better.

[Anderson. Cheer up. We also understand how you feel.]
[But Anderson said that he was a celibate in the last broadcast. Do celibates don't want to see those kind of things?]
[People at his age saying that they are celibates put it up just for the concept. Don't trust him.]

"......Why are you attacking me so suddenly. I am indeed a celibate."

He was getting some comfort while reading the chat, but in an instant even his identity was being doubt. He now decided not to look at the chat and eat the pasta, but Sera that was next to him brought the subject.

"But why are you a celibate?"
"......Must there be a reason?"
"Is there something in the world that doesn't have? I'm an epicurean because I like eating, and you are a cook because you like cooking. There's even a reason for that, but will there not be a reason only for the celibate thing?"
"I understand. I understood, so stop speaking that long. It's the first time I see someone speaking longer than my mom."

Anderson shook his head as if he was tired of it. Emily looked at Anderson and put an expression as if she understood how he felt, and soon Sera turned her head and rolled the pasta in her fork naturally. Anderson said.

"I have never felt the need of a relationship. Even if others do, I don't have any thoughts of wanting to marry, and that's why i'm a celibate."
"Ei, those are different things. Celibates live with the thought that they must stay single for life. And you just don't have any thoughts of marrying."
"Isn't the results the same?"
"Are people that only eat vegetables because they can't find the flavor of meat, and people that are vegans and don't eat meat because of their religions, etc?"
"......It is not."
"Then, you also aren't a celibate."

As he kept listening to her, he seemed to get convinced by her. Anderson chewed the pasta and thought. Is that really it? Sera had nailed that doubt in Anderson. She whispered in a low voice in his ear. But of course, it was completely hearable to the audience because of the mic.