Chapter 31
When I stared blankly at Yoon Taeo, he looked back at me as if to say, “What’s the problem?”
The black ceramic bowl, as if specially treated, shimmered with an unusual luster.
I didn’t know what kind of artistic purpose it was made for, but placed in front of Yoon Taeo like this, it did somehow look like a ramen bowl, just as he’d said.
He did seem like someone who should be eating ramen out of a bowl like this.
“You went all the way there just to buy this?”
“Is that a problem.”
“Well... You do tap your cigarette ash into blue-and-white porcelain, so I guess there’s no reason a one-billion-won ramen bowl wouldn’t work... I mean, sure....”
Following Yoon Taeo’s lead, I picked up my chopsticks and began eating.
I was just about to sneak into the kitchen to make myself a late-night snack anyway, so there was no way I could ignore the ramen tempting my nose for long.
Still, I had to be careful not to scratch the ceramic with my chopsticks.
“Gah...!”
But the moment I put one bite of noodles in my mouth, I nearly passed out.