Chapter 3

Translator: True Detective

Chapter 3

1. This is Just Cup Noodles (2)

Cup noodles.

The soul food of Koreans, an eternal friend of students living alone or those who lack the ability to cook.

In my opinion, the person who developed the world's first cup noodle, along with Willis Carrier, the creator of the air conditioner, deserves to be called the greatest hero in human history.

That's why I couldn't understand it.

‘Are these people really Korean?’

Right now, these people are posting comments in the chat window in Korean.

But how are they writing comments as if they don't know about cup noodles?

‘...Ah, is that it.’

After rolling my head, which was dazed from the hangover, for a long time, I was able to find a plausible answer to this situation.

‘This was all a concept.’

If you look at the official cafes of mobile games these days, don't the developers refer to users as ‘Master,’ ‘Commander,’ or ‘Teacher’ for the sake of game immersion?

It's the same as that.

I, having just connected to this platform, wouldn't know well, but there must be a certain concept that is commonly used only within this platform.

Then there is no reason for me not to join in on that concept.

Well, I can just think of it as playing an RPG game or playing house.

Having finished organizing my thoughts, I shrugged my shoulders and spoke in a joking tone.

“Yes, well. That is the case. For your information, this thing called cup noodle is everywhere in our world. Anyone can get it if they have money. Though it seems the other species in the chat window wouldn't have been able to eat it.”

“Ahem, the humans of that world are damn humans, but the humans of our world are actually Earthlings. Since we aren't the same humans, it can't be helped.”

Watching the viewers ask questions pretending to know nothing about the taste of cup noodles that they themselves obviously knew, I ended up letting out a hollow laugh.

“The taste of cup noodles? Well... it's tasty. Very much so. So there was a time I bought and ate it very often.”

Their reactions are very sticky every time I say a word.

To think they would show these kinds of reactions over just a single cup noodle.

It's to the point where I regret not realizing sooner that such a new platform existed.

However.

A donation message arrived suddenly.

I blinked my eyes a little in surprise at the first donation I received on this platform.

Ah... it goes without saying, but this platform also has a properly equipped donation system.

“BestSpeciesInTheUniverseElf-nim, thank you for the donation. And you are curious about the taste of cup noodles? Then can't you just go to a convenience store and buy it yourself...?”

“...Sense of taste sharing?”

I blinked my eyes looking at the message window.

“Well... It doesn't matter to me but by what means are you saying you'll share the sense of taste-”

But it was then.

Whiiing-

Simultaneously with feeling something strange, someone's voice rings in my ear.

‘...A woman?’

For a moment, I flinched and was surprised.

Because I had never thought that the identity of ‘BestSpeciesInTheUniverseElf’ would be a woman.

And it seems that thought was shared by other viewers watching this situation.

“Yes, Elf-nim.”

‘BestSpeciesInTheUniverseElf’, who believes she can truly feel the taste if she does ‘Sense of Taste Sharing’, perhaps completely consumed by the concept now.

Well, since there was no element for me to lose anyway, I peeled off the lid of the cup noodle and showed the steaming noodles to everyone.

“Then... I will eat well.”

Slurp-!

I lifted the chopsticks and with very skillful movement lifted the noodles and put them straight into my mouth.

The taste is well, just the taste of ramen I usually eat.

Should I say it's a taste like mother's hand taste that anyone who is Korean would know.

But then.

‘BestSpeciesInTheUniverseElf’ asks me while tearful for some unknown reason.

“...? Well, yes.”

“...Yes?”

‘BestSpeciesInTheUniverseElf’ paused for a moment like a cooking program judge, then spoke with a triumphant attitude.

“...Yes?”

“Excuse me, Elf-nim?”

I briefly cut off the Elf who started reciting a poem of praise for the air cup noodle she didn't even eat, and opened my mouth with a cautious attitude.

“By any chance... were you a vegetarian?”

“Then umm... I apologize.”

I unintentionally scratched my head and made a sorry expression.

“Actually... meat goes into cup noodles.”

“The broth is so, and since it's ramen it's impossible for meat not to go in so....”

That... I'm sorry.

But that doesn't mean not marking the country of origin of the food is illegal right?

Don't you agree?