Minhyuk was smiling brightly as he ate candy. Sweet candy! These kinds of candies were usually placed in wooden baskets in department stores or mobile phone dealerships as a sort of free service for customers. Right now, Minhyuk was eating them without an ounce of guilt after Harmel, the woman at the counter, told him that they would not say anything even if he ate a pillar out of the candy factory.

“I did not eat as much as I thought I would,” Minhyuk said as he looked at the thousands of candy wrappers the size of a thumb scattered around him. The door slowly opened, then…

Bang!

…it immediately closed with a bang. Not long after, Harmel and another man entered the room. The man looked like he had been hit on the head cleanly. He said, “I’m Gordon, the Chef Tower’s deputy tower master.”

“Oh, your name sounds good.”

“Yes?”

The man had the same name as that world-class chef! Minhyuk did not know for sure but he thought that the man would definitely cook something delicious with his name like that, right? Minhyuk licked his lips as he thought of that.

Pause!

‘What? I…is he gay?’ Gordon thought, looking at Minhyuk cautiously.

“Oh, it’s another bag of candy!”

“C…can you stop eating it now?” Harmel asked. In response,...