strokinit Chapter 885: From A Stranger's Perspective
Chapter 885: From A Stranger's Perspective
Chapter 885: From A Stranger's Perspective
June was busily preparing the ramyun for the entire team. There were only three packets and ten of them, so he needed to stretch it out as much as possible.
Fortunately, June knew just how to do that. He was an expert at making smaller portions big! It was a characteristic he earned when he had little to no money.
The others watched him with wide eyes.
"Is June a good cook, too?" Uno asked, intrigued. He felt like he was watching a real-life cooking show with how June moved.
Casper nodded as he carved some makeshift chopsticks from a piece of wood.
"Yup," Jisung chimed. "He's really good. He can make junk food taste gourmet!"
"June's cooking," Pablo excitedly exclaimed. "I can't wait to try it."
June tuned out their conversation and continued working his magic. Fortunately, they came across some chives and root vegetables on their way back. He didn't hesitate to take them.
It was already late in the afternoon, and almost everyone was starving. They still didn't have a clue how to open the house, so he wanted to make a scrumptious meal before the skies fully turned dark.
- Isn't June the perfect husband?
- He is. He takes good care of me and our three children.
- I shouldn't have asked that.
Even Joonie couldn't help but watch the scene before him with wide eyes. Cooking under the intense heat, June still looked great. Moreover, the scent of the ramyun hit his senses, making him unable to look away.
Fortunately, it didn't take long before June was finished. The girls had made makeshift bowls from the banana leaves nearby, too, so all of them could eat with less trouble.
"Dig in," June said.
The others didn't hesitate to eat. They dove in right at the same time, appearing as if they'd been starved for a few days. Mimi, who had a heavy breakfast, didn't feel hungry in the beginning. However, the scent of June's food somehow stimulated her appetite.
With that, she dove right in, grabbing some of the vegetables with some noodles with broth.
She took the first bite, and she felt as if she was in heaven.
Mimi turned to June with wide eyes. "What did you put in this?"
June shrugged. "Nothing much. Just the seasoning packet and some herbs I saw around the garden."
"What the heck?" Pablo exclaimed. "Why is this better than some five-star restaurants I've been to?"
"What the heck?" she muttered. "Why is he acting so selfless now?"
However, she couldn't ignore the fast beating of her heart.
She placed her hand over her chest and hit it hard. "Fuck this," she muttered. "What a bad, cunning man."
The others continued eating while June looked around the area.
He glanced at the house and clicked his tongue. The lights were all open, yet the doors were still closed.
June wondered what kind of lesson this would teach them. The heat during noon was enough to send them into a heat stroke. However, he knew they were going to contract hypothermia by the time the evening hit.
Did Ramil PD want them to experience the extreme of weather so they'd get accustomed to it for the next few days?
But then again, June felt that his reason wouldn't be as shallow as that.
With that, he glanced to the other side, where the mango tree stood tall.
Then, his eyes suddenly caught something on one of the fruits—a green paper that mimicked
the leaves.
He frowned and went to it without any hesitation.
"June, where are you going?" Haruki called out.
June didn't answer and continued trudging toward the tree, ignoring their stares.
Then, he stopped underneath the piece of green paper, a small smile appearing on his lips.
"I can't believe I missed this."
With that, he jumped and grabbed the leaf with the paper attached to it. Fortunately, it wasn't too high, so he was able to grab it on the first attempt.
The others stood and went to where June was, their eyes widening when they saw the piece of
paper in June's hands.
"That has been there all along?" Uno asked.
June nodded and opened the piece of paper, anticipating a very helpful clue.
However, once again, only a phrase stared back at them.
"From a stranger's perspective."