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As the evening rush hour began, Kang Chan left the apartment complex with Kim Mi-Young and headed toward a Japanese-style pork cutlet restaurant.
The two strolled amid people walking hurriedly past them.
Kang Chan couldn't help but smile when Kim Mi-Young looked at him.
“What’s with the smile?” Kim Mi-Young asked.
“I’m just happy I get to spend time with you.”
Kim Min-Young playfully pouted.
Not too long ago, they used to walk down this road together in their school uniforms. Back then, Kang Chan’s hand was bandaged. Now, she was wearing jeans and a plaid shirt, and Kang Chan was wearing a suit. The worlds they lived in had become as different as night and day.
“Don’t you find it a hassle to walk all the way to the restaurant just to have dinner with me?” Kim Mi-Young asked.
“You think this is hard for me?”
“Yeah!”
Kang Chan chuckled. Nothing about this could be considered difficult.
“What did you want to ask me?” Kim Mi-Young asked.
“Well, before that, where’s this restaurant you want to visit?”
“It’s that one!” Kim Mi-Young pointed to the building at the corner of the block.
The sign was written in Japanese. Cheol-Su—a character who had appeared in the Japanese book that Kang Chan had read in school some time ago—would've been very happy to see this restaurant. Of course, he would’ve just left after asking the prices of various things.
It was a small restaurant that only had ten tables, which were so small that they could only seat two people. Fortunately, they still had one empty table left—the one right in front of the counter. Kim Mi-Young sat near the wall, and Kang Chan sat near the entrance.
“Can I take your order?”
The employee seemed quite impatient.
“One moment please,” Kim Mi-Young said, then held up the acrylic menu.
“I’m going to have a beef tenderloin cutlet. What about you?” Kim Mi-Young asked Kang Cha...
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