Chapitre 57: Chapter 57: The Filming of Jumping Man, Flying Man (Part 3)

The bento was close to hitting the asshole in the face – by about less than a centimeter – before I pulled it back just in time. I couldn't stand the idea of wasting the last piece of ddeok galbi that was still in the bento.

"You're lucky I like ddeok galbi," I said before eating that last piece of meat.

"Mmmmm~"

That was good. It had cooled down by that point so it wasn't perfect, but even then, it was delicious.

"Psycho."

Jin-hyuk sneered and turned around to walk away. When he was far enough, I picked up one of the quail eggs and aimed it at the back of his head. I wanted to throw a chopstick instead, but that could be fatal. The chopstick would lodge itself in the back of his head and kill him. I had no intention of becoming a murderer, so I decided to throw the soft quail egg instead. Yeah, yeah, I know I'm not supposed to play with my food, but it's just one egg.

"And…"