“If you go around saying that to anyone, you’ll be misunderstood, Rev?”
It’s a bit of a disease—a severe illness.
Rev, who pulled Luce up, just smiled.
As he wiped the snow, he stopped.
“You said you would grant any request, Luce.”
“What are you going to ask for?”
He smiled quietly again, this time and spoke briefly.
“Let’s have dinner together.”
“….”
Luce, who was silent, asked cautiously.
“Am I the one who cooks? That’s, my mom is good at cooking, but I can only boil eggs.”
Today, Rev laughs a lot. He must be in a good mood.
“No, I practiced. So I want to treat you even a little.”
“You practiced cooking? You?”
“Ung.”
Is Rev cooking?
Luce was in a dazed mood. It was because he didn’t eat much at his house either.
There were always a few plentiful foods, but they weren’t enough to eat.
The first is Luce’s favorite orange cookie. The cookie basket was always full, no matter where it came from.
Second, drinks. Coffee, cocoa, and tea leaves were stacked on wall shelves by type.
She doesn’t know why Rev lives alone, but there are several bottles of wine.
Third, fruits can be eaten whole or with thin skins.
That was all.
It is a house without the common cereal or oatmeal.
‘I think it was just yesterday that I teased him because I don’t know if this was a herbivore house or a human house, but Rev is cooking?’
Wasn’t he just consuming the minimum number of calories to survive because he had a short mouth and lacked enthusiasm for food?
Luce entered the house with a tilted head and followed him quietly.
Luce opened her mouth as she looked in the cupboard while standing on her tiptoes.
“Wow. It’s the first time I’ve seen anything here, Rev.”
The empty cupboard was filled with eggs, meat, and vegetables.
He turned on the fire and raised his arm.
Unexpectedly, before she could be surprised by his muscular arm, he began to cut a little slowly but accurately.
“Whoa…”
Has he been hiding his cooking skills all this time?
The length of the cut asparagus was as if it were measured with a ruler. Luce looked at the cut vegetables’ length and was amazed.
Rev, who smiled lightly, beckoned.
“Go there and wait for a moment. I want to serve it warmly, so it will take a little while because I don’t cook it beforehand.”
“But it’s kind of weird to be playing alone. Is there anything I can do for you?”
“Oh, then can you break the egg?”
“…Are you teasing me because I said I can only boil eggs?”
“It’s not like that. I’d be happy if you could help me.”
Luce, giggling, did as he asked and cracked open the egg before heading into the living room.
‘I don’t need to interrupt you because you’ve made up your mind a long time ago. By the way, what’s with that all of sudden?’
He was serious.
Luce had never seen Rev cook and eat. Not even once.
‘I always thought it was amazing that he grew up so tall even after eating a little bit. Hmm, did you finally feel the need for nutrients? The nagging is worth it.’
Luce, who was organizing the notebooks and books on the dining table and desk, paid attention to the books with bulging back covers.
{Introduction to Basic Cooking}, {Food and Cooking Book}, {Recipe 101}….
They were all cooking books.
Is Rev interested in cooking this time?
Luce stopped looking through some pages of the book. There were notes everywhere.
‘Luce’s favorite dish.’
What Luce likes to eat, what Luce likes, what Luce said.
Luce, who was flipping through the book, knew that all the notes in the book were directed at one person, herself.
‘Then, don’t tell me—’
Luce shook her head.
“Luce.”
Luce could see Rev smiling brightly through the candlelight.
“Happy birthday.”
His face was the first thing she saw before the sweet and fragrant cakes and delicious-looking food.
Rev even learned how to cook so he could celebrate her birthday, which Luce didn’t care about because she had forgotten about it.
Luce asked blankly.
“How did you know…?”
“There was a time when you said it as if you were passing by, and I remembered it after hearing it.”
She forgot about it, too.
She couldn’t believe he remembered that.
“You don’t even eat well….”
“Because you like it.”
One side of her heart tickled as if someone was scratching.
She felt like she was going to cry because her eyes were burning up. Luce, who was only bowing her head, slowly approached.
“Shall we blow out the candles first, Luce?”
“No.”
“Then, do you want to eat the steak first?
“No, I.”
“Ung, tell me.”
She knows that Rev is not curious enough to learn about something he is not interested in.
Clothes did, cards did, cooking did.
Nevertheless, it was all for her that he decided to try cooking.
Luce, who had been fiddling with his band-aid hand, gently hugged Rev.