Torture, bruise, bruise.

    With heavy, but disciplined steps.

    The grim reaper, with a stiff face, walked down the black corridor dressed in an ironed suit.

    The black corridor, made of black marble stones, had a strong impression of an oriental style, probably thanks to the horn lamps that were lit here and there.

    The deeper the corridor, the more silent it was.

    The sound of his shoes growing little by little caught my ears.

    I''ve been back and forth several times so far, but I haven''t gotten used to it.

    "Whoa."

    At the end of the hallway, the grim reaper caught his breath shallowly in a room.

    The door, which seemed magnificent to the naked eye, had a golden handle, and a sign called the reception room was attached.

    I knocked on the door carefully and it opened up without making a sound.

    The grim reaper bowed his head and went inside.

    "Here''s what you said."

    "Yes, thank you. Good job."

    "Is there anything else you need?"

    "Well, I don''t have it for now. Hella, what about you?

    The person who received the bundle of A4 papers brought by the grim reaper is none other than the king of the underworld, Yeomra.

    He flung over some piles of paper and soon handed it over to someone next to him.

    The underworld has always been the same.

    He was wearing a hat with jade beads hanging from a fairy tale book.

    He was wearing something made of silk, hanbok or round trip.

    But Hella, who was next to him, created a completely disparate atmosphere.

    "I was just about to ask you a favor.”

    It was completely different from the palace of Yeomra, which was so oriental, and the air that he emitted himself.

    Hela had darker hair than the night sky, wearing black lipstick like the grim reaper and nails.

    She was hanging on a string of white jewellery as opposed to a white dress.

    The unnamed force that erupted from there was enormous.

    Even the grim reaper, who had experienced everything in the air, trembled slightly every time he met Hella.

    Perhaps ordinary people would be confused just by eye contact with her.

    Anyway, the underworld of Korea. And there''s Hella in Yeomra''s exclusive drawing room.

    That was the most important thing. Originally, beings in charge of the afterlife rarely meet each other.

    The grim reaper bowed to Hella, too.

    "It''s been a while since I saw you, a noble creature who manages the Western underworld...….”

    "No, no. You don''t have to be so formal. It''s not the first time we''ve seen each other. Besides, didn''t you say Yeomra is your favorite friend?”

    "……thank you for your mercy."

    "It''s been more than 50 years since we saw each other again. About 500 years ago? I still remember the first time I saw you. I wondered if the presence of the Orient had finally lost its mind and brought him back."

    "Oh, my. The horse keeps popping up. Hella."

    "I''m sorry if I did. Anyway, it''s amazing to see how much has changed. And yet, by the way, I wonder if even the humans of Yeom-na have not changed."

    Hela picked up a document brought by the grim reaper with her thin, long fingers.

    The proposition that read [Report on the Status of the Elderly Living Alone in Korea] stood out first.

    Yeomra personally asked the grim reaper to investigate it because of the unusual thing that the two beings are doing now.Intentionally defying the causality of the world, let''s keep a little more alive and watch.

    The decision of two beings, in a way that is truly brutal.

    It was only Yeomra and Hella who were here now, but countless beings from all over the world would be watching them now.

    When I thought so, I felt a heavy gaze, so the grim reaper unconsciously flustered.

    I feel tired already.

    I just wanted to give up everything, order a spicy food in heaven, and have a drink with Choi Han-seok...….

    "By the way, ability is a very good secretary. Besides, I heard you saved Haru''s life this time. So maybe it''s time to admit it. The underworld has a good eye."

    Hela, who was quickly reading the grim reaper''s report, laughed bitterly.

    Then he smirked as he looked at the underworld.

    "People look at us very badly.”

    "How?"

    "I think I''m a bad god. Hate humans or try to punish them. You know that.”

    "Aren''t those sad days gone? There are actually such beings.”

    "But we''re not. Like this, trying to help.”

    Yeom-ra and He-la who chat.

    When the grim reaper standing awkwardly scratched the bridge of his nose, the two who came to their senses only then coughed.

    "I''m sorry. Anyway, what I want to ask you is simple."

    "Just tell me, Hela."

    "The cooking of a man named Haru. I want to try it, too. I can''t imagine a dish that relieves such strong ghosts, can you?”

    Expectedly

    Again, the name of the day came out.

    Do you know one day?

    Humans can''t even imagine that their names have been circulating a lot these days.

    "I want to go to a restaurant myself, but it''s a little difficult because Korea is not my jurisdiction."

    "Do you want me to wrap it up?”

    "Well, the underworld understands what he''s saying, and it''s so good.”

    "If there''s anything you want to eat, please let me know. I''ll bring it with me."

    "I don''t know much about Korean food. Just take that, please. This is the last time someone named Hwang will eat it."

    "President Haru...What food will you make for your grandfather? It''s not dumpling soup?”

    "That''s what the underworld said. I mean, that dumpling soup is not enough. And we don''t have much time left anyway.”

    "About 30 hours. We have time left."

    "If you''re not an irregulator like a day, you don''t have much time to go against causality."

    Yeomra and Hela said so, pointing to a clock on the table.

    Strangely, it was a clock that went backwards like Haru and Yumi''s.

    There were about 30 hours left until 12 o''clock again after half a lap.

    The Grim Reaper could immediately come to mind.

    This clock means the rest of Hwang''s life. The time limit for him to stay in this world with the human body.

    "Really, it''s only a few days away."

    "President Haru will do well. What do you think, the underworld?”

    "You have to do well, it''s important."

    "Then you should go. Thank you for your hard work, and feel free to rest until you get the food Hela asked for. I mean, about 30 hours? Oh, give me this when you pick up the food."

    Took.

    The underworld held out a file as if it were nothing to the grim reaper.She always gave it to me. A file that is no different than when I ''ask'' Haru.

    The grim reaper recieved it politely, tilting his head to wonder why he gave it now.

    His boss, Yeomra, made him do it himself. I couldn''t resist even if I had doubts.

    "Yes, Lord of the Underworld."

    But I had a strange hunch over and over again.

    What Yeomra and Hella said to themselves, and a smile.

    The grim reaper bowed deeply as he came in, then left the room.

    Take a breath and look around.

    ''No way.''

    The grim reaper carefully opened the file given by the underworld.

    I thought it wouldn''t matter because there was no such thing as you don''t look.

    by the way

    ''Huh?''

    What was written in it was really something the Grim Reaper never imagined.

    The request itself was as usual.

    For someone, to make something.

    Things that we can say are normal in a way that we do every day after every day.

    But everything else was out of the ordinary.

    The grand prize, the dish.

    I thought something was unusual since I decided to ask for the restaurant itself called Bapsang Heaven, but it has exploded now.

    That''s right. Of all things, right now. The 30-hour time limit is ticking now.

    This is driving me crazy! Aren''t you crazy!’

    The grim reaper was genuinely taken aback.

    In the past, I would''ve said something to look out for just thinking about it.

    Hurry up!

    At best, he started running frantically towards somewhere, not caring about the disheveled suit.

    The grim reaper had a good sense.

    He believed that he was alive, acting as the grim reaper, and that was one of the reasons why Yeom-ra chose him.

    For hundreds of years. I''ve seen a lot of things between the underworld and the world, but I really picked a time when I had a strong feeling like now.

    She was afraid.

    ''We have to go quickly. To Haru somehow...….’

    One day you won''t know. I won''t even be able to dream.

    How much time is left for Mr. Hwang''s grandfather.

    And before I knew it, the position of a human being has risen to a height that even the Grim Reaper could not have imagined.

    He ran out of the underworld and opened the door to this world.

    Not far away, I saw a table heaven.

    But the situation was not good. The sun was about to set already.

    Suddenly, the grim reaper''s face, who checked the clock, became more stiff.

    "Oh, my God!"

    It''s been a few more hours in the meantime.

    It was common sense that the time between the underworld and the world flowed differently, but I felt hated today.

    The grim reaper heading to heaven on the table as if he was running with his heels on.

    After confirming that there were not many customers, I was about to pop in the door as always.

    "……Wait a minute."

    The grim reaper could feel it.

    All these emotions that I''ve been running like crazy without thinking too much because I''m in such a hurry, flustered, and unlucky.

    Without any warning. It''s just like melting down like nothing happened.

    Warm atmosphere and friendly people.

    And above all, the restaurant was filled with the smell of food spewing out hot steam.It was always a table paradise, but it was a little different today.

    I saw Hwang''s grandfather eating something, and Haru, who was organizing the kitchen with an apron on, found such a grim reaper and asked with a smile.

    "You''re early today. Have you eaten yet?”

    The grim reaper replied with a quiver.

    "Oh, not yet. Hmm."

    I could feel it at the same time.

    What he was worried about, and the request of the King of the Underworld.

    It''s already over.

    That''s also very good. That it''s become clean.

    The Grim Reaper could be sure.