The break was short. Right after we finished talking about the live show and dance challenges, a knock at the door disturbed our peace.0

“The ingredients must be here! I will check it out!” Lee Jin-Sung leaped up and made a beeline for the door, only to let out a baffled gasp. “What the heck is this? Why are there so many boxes?”0

“Did a whole bunch of them arrive?" Park Yoon-Chan sauntered over to the entrance and then shot a puzzled glance back at us. 0

“What's going on?"0

“We've got a mountain of boxes here." Certainly, all of this wasn't just for grilling meat and whipping up Doenjang Jjigae. With a furrowed brow, I stood to inspect the chaos outside the entrance, where boxes were stacked so high they nearly blocked the door.0

“What in the world? Please don't tell me all this is meat?" Goh Yoo-Joon was utterly dumbfounded, so he hefted the top box and peeked inside. Then, he exhaled a sigh of pure exasperation. “This is going to be a marathon cooking session, isn't it? Whether it's spicy pork ribs or anything else."0

“What's inside?" I pried open the box further to reveal its contents. 0

“...” Oh man. I shot a glare in the direction of the production team's lodging. The box was...0