NBFF 45

Clang!

Oh Hyeonseong accidentally dropped the chopsticks he was holding.

It was because of the piece of meat that had just entered his mouth.

It was a moment when a ray of salvation descended upon the tongue that, only moments ago, had been brutally assaulted by a horrible taste and smell.

“My god…”

When was the last time he had eaten meat that actually tasted like meat?

It had been so long ago, back when he was a child, that he couldn’t even remember what it tasted like.

Yet with a single bite of this samgyeopsal, every notion he had ever held about meat was shattered.

It was an exquisite flavor that could make even the finest synthetic meat—meat that cost ten million won per meal—seem like nothing more than imitation meat.

Thump!

His eyes half-dazed with bliss, Oh Hyeonseong began devouring the meat.

Only after completely clearing the grill…