Goblin Library - Chapter 115

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Chapter 115.

As I left the Hospital with Oh Mi-hee, she spoke.
“See? There’s nothing wrong with me.”
“That’s exactly what’s strange. Because there’s nothing wrong.”
Then Kim Hee-sun glanced around and said.
“Let’s eat first.”
“Yeah, let’s eat. Oh! But after we eat, we’re really going back to the Hospital?”
“We have to. And you can eat a lot, right?”
I needed to demonstrate just how much I could eat, so I had to eat as much as I normally did before heading back.
“It’s not like I eat a lot just to eat a lot. I eat more when the food tastes good.”
“There should be some good restaurants around here.”
At Oh Mi-hee’s words, Kim Hee-sun pulled out her phone and searched for nearby restaurants. She found a Kimchi Jjim Restaurant and said.
“How about kimchi jjim?”
“Kimchi jjim? That works. That works.”
“This place opens early. Let’s go here.”
When Oh Mi-hee nodded, Kim Hee-sun followed the map on her phone toward the Kimchi Jjim Restaurant.

At noon, when Oh Mi-hee and Kim Hee-sun entered the examination room, the Doctor smiled and spoke.
“So, did you have a nice meal?”
“Yes.”
“And you ate quite a lot?”
“Yes.”
“Then let’s check your weight once.”
The Doctor smiled as he looked at Kim Hee-sun.
“Your friend was so concerned that you eat too much… if we compare your weight from when you were fasting to now, it’ll be easy to see how much you ate.”
The Doctor pointed to the scale in the examination room. In another place, weighing myself would have been burdensome, but in front of a Doctor, I stepped right onto the scale.
“Let’s see… huh?”
The Doctor, looking puzzled at the scale, tapped the numbers displayed on the digital panel with his finger.
Then he spoke.
“It seems the scale has an error. Please step on it once more.”
When I stepped on the scale again, the Doctor squinted and had me step down.
Then he stepped on the scale himself.
“It’s correct, though…”
The Doctor, looking puzzled at the weight displayed on the scale, looked at Kim Hee-sun.
“Would you please step on it once?”
At the Doctor’s words, Kim Hee-sun looked at him for a moment, then quietly placed her foot on the scale.
When Kim Hee-sun fully stepped on and shifted her weight, the Doctor asked.
“Is the weight reading accurate?”
“It goes up a bit after eating, but it’s about the same as usual.”
As Kim Hee-sun came down, the Doctor looked at Oh Mi-hee with a bewildered expression.
“The difference between your fasting weight and now is… seven kilograms.”
“Seven kilograms?”
Kim Hee-sun stared at Oh Mi-hee in shock. Oh Mi-hee’s weight was remarkably light.
During my active years, I weighed just over forty kilograms, and even now in retirement, despite gaining some weight, I was still under the mid-forty kilogram range.
But if I’d gained seven kilograms, that meant a fifteen percent increase all at once.
Kim Hee-sun asked with confusion.
“How is that even possible?”
“That’s what I’m saying. For just one meal to cause this kind of difference… even sumo wrestlers wouldn’t fluctuate like this, would they?”
The Doctor, looking bewildered at Oh Mi-hee, fell into thought for a moment. Then he spoke.
“Let’s run a few tests.”
“Tests?”
“We’ll take X-rays and do a proper blood check.”
The Doctor then proceeded with the tests quickly. After the tests were complete, the Doctor consulted with me again.
“There’s nothing wrong with your body.”
“Right? I’m healthy, aren’t I?”
“Yes, fortunately you’re in excellent health.”
The Doctor continued, looking at me.
“Still, try not to eat too much. Binge eating is a bad habit for your body.”
“Understood.”
I’d thought there would be nothing wrong, but getting confirmation from the Doctor lifted my spirits as I looked at Kim Hee-sun.
“We’re done now, right?”
“We are, but… sigh, I don’t know.”
Kim Hee-sun sighed and looked at me.
“Still, don’t eat too much. You’ll turn into a pig.”
“Then I’ll just exercise again, so what.”
After leaving the Hospital, I smiled and made a suggestion.
“Want to go to the Market?”
“The Market?”
Kim Hee-sun looked confused about why we’d go to the Market, so I answered.
“There’s a lot of delicious food at the Market, I hear.”
“So you’re saying we’re going to eat, not to shop?”
“I saw on YouTube there’s really amazing stuff. Let’s go get tteokbokki and sundae. And fish cake skewers.”
Seeing Kim Hee-sun hesitate, I urged again as I got in the car.
“Let’s go.”
“Fine. Let’s go.”
Kim Hee-sun sighed as she got in the car.
I smiled brightly and started the car.

Kim Hee-sun spent several days living at Oh Mi-hee’s House, eating and sleeping there. She was concerned about Oh Mi-hee’s tendency to overeat, so she wanted to observe her over the next few days.
And thanks to that, Oh Mi-hee became more active in going around to eat delicious food than usual. Restaurants that required at least two people at a table to take orders were especially appealing. She couldn’t go in alone before, but now with Kim Hee-sun there, she could enter comfortably.
Today, as Kim Hee-sun watched Oh Mi-hee eating at the Seafood Soup Restaurant, she spoke.
“But watching you eat, couldn’t you just grab a table and order for yourself?”
Seafood soup and steamed dishes came with a minimum of two servings. And even two servings were usually more than two people could finish.
Still, from Kim Hee-sun’s perspective, that amount seemed like something Oh Mi-hee could easily eat alone.
“I’ve said that too, but they won’t do it. They say there will be leftover food.”
As she spoke, Oh Mi-hee added the kalguksu that came as a dessert into the seafood soup, then opened the bag beside her.
From inside, she pulled out a packet containing seaweed powder and sprinkled it into the pot.
Seeing this, Kim Hee-sun asked in surprise.
“You had seaweed powder in that bag too?”
“I brought it since we decided to go to a place that serves kalguksu.”
Oh Mi-hee waited for the kalguksu to cook and took a photo with her phone, then checked the result.
“It looks delicious and well-photographed.”
Then, watching her post it on social media, Kim Hee-sun spoke.
“You post a lot of food photos.”
“I’m recording what I’ve eaten. And whenever I want to eat something delicious someday, I look at these records and go eat there.”
At Oh Mi-hee’s words, Kim Hee-sun laughed.
“All your thoughts revolve around eating, don’t they?”
“I think I was originally someone who loved eating. But when I started exercising and couldn’t eat, I developed this appetite. That’s what happened.”
“Appetite… isn’t that just like being a pig?”
“Have you ever seen such a slim pig?”
At Oh Mi-hee’s words, Kim Hee-sun looked at her and tilted her head in confusion.
“But why don’t you gain weight?”
“Maybe I have a good metabolism?”
“Metabolism?”
“I digest everything even when I eat a lot. People who exercise usually don’t gain weight even when they eat a lot anyway.”
“That’s because you eat while exercising. You’re not exercising now.”
“Hmm… then could I possibly have the legendary metabolism where you don’t gain weight?”
“How annoying.”
As Kim Hee-sun grumbled, Oh Mi-hee laughed. In reality, there are people with metabolisms where they don’t gain weight even when eating a lot.
Among people who care about weight management, it’s a blessed constitution… and the object of envy.
“Eat, eat.”
As Oh Mi-hee served the kalguksu, Kim Hee-sun licked her lips and began eating with her chopsticks.
Kim Hee-sun wasn’t particularly fond of eating, but lately, going to restaurants frequently with Oh Mi-hee, she was gradually beginning to develop an eye for good food.
Oh Mi-hee really knew a lot of good restaurants. Moreover, she seemed to have researched extensively how to eat things deliciously.
So even when going to eat just grilled pork belly, she learned the delicious way to eat it together.
Oh Mi-hee carried a bag with her. It wasn’t an ice box, but a small insulated bag with cooling effects, and she carried various food ingredients inside it.
For example, she would bring fermented fish intestines separately when going to a Grilled Pork Belly Restaurant, or bring wasabi when going to eat beef, and so on.
Some restaurants stock galchi-jeot or wasabi, but many don’t, so I always bring my own.
This time, I’d brought seaweed powder for the same reason.
And sure enough, adding the seaweed powder made it taste even better.
“Why don’t you just become a mukbang YouTuber?”
“A YouTuber?”
“Yeah. In my entire life, I’ve never seen anyone eat as much as you do—except for YouTubers. And I’ve never seen someone with such a small frame eat that much.”
“A YouTuber… I’m not going to be a YouTuber.”
“Why not? If the Rhythmic Gymnastics Fairy became a mukbang YouTuber, people would watch like crazy.”
Kim Hee-sun spoke as she watched Oh Mi-hee shake her head.
“Anyway, I’m heading home today.”
“Why? Stay a bit longer.”
“I have a home too. Your mom only lets you stay out like this because it’s me. Otherwise, I’d already have my hair grabbed and be dragged away.”
“If you’re not here, I’ll have to go eat alone again…”
Oh Mi-hee sighed and looked at the pot where the kalguksu was simmering.
“That’s why you should become a YouTuber.”
“How does that have anything to do with being a YouTuber?”
“Mukbang YouTubers can go eat alone, and restaurant owners invite them in anyway.”
“That’s true. Mukbang YouTubers go alone with just a camera.”
“Exactly.”
Then Kim Hee-sun looked at Oh Mi-hee.
“Or just buy a camera and bring it with you. Introduce yourself as a mukbang YouTuber, and they’ll give you generous portions without question.”
“But… I have no intention of doing a mukbang YouTube channel.”
“Just say it like that. And you’re not eating without paying anyway.”
“That’s true, but… what if they don’t believe me? If they search right there, my mukbang channel won’t come up.”
Kim Hee-sun laughed as she watched the worried Oh Mi-hee.
“If they don’t believe you, show them your face.”
“My face?”
“How many people don’t know the Rhythmic Gymnastics Fairy’s face? Even if they don’t, there are plenty of your videos on YouTube. Just play one of those. Then they’ll believe you. Would they really think the Rhythmic Gymnastics Fairy is lying just because she wants to eat a lot?”
At Kim Hee-sun’s words, Oh Mi-hee thought for a moment, then nodded.
“That does sound like a good idea.”
“Right?”
“Then let’s eat. The kalguksu is getting cold.”
As Oh Mi-hee lifted noodles and slurped them down, Kim Hee-sun picked up her chopsticks, then set them back down.
She’d already eaten quite a bit, and watching Oh Mi-hee eat was making her feel full.

After dropping Kim Hee-sun off at home, Oh Mi-hee purchased a GoPro camera on her way back.
It was a compact device, no larger than a cigarette pack, designed to be carried in hand.
At home, Oh Mi-hee read through the GoPro manual while playing mukbang videos on YouTube.
Though she had no intention of becoming a mukbang YouTuber herself, she still needed to understand the format—so she watched how others conducted their broadcasts.
『Come to think of it, I’ve watched quite a lot of mukbang videos.』
Over time, Oh Mi-hee had consumed countless mukbang videos. There was nothing quite like them for discovering restaurants, and she’d learned how to properly savor food through watching them.
Through these videos, she’d discovered that taste was remarkably multifaceted. Even grilled pork belly transformed depending on what sauce you paired it with.
Plain ssamjang, fermented anchovy sauce, gochujang, soy sauce, salt, pepper, wasabi….
As Oh Mi-hee recalled everything she’d learned through YouTube, she nodded to herself.
『If I’m going to do this, I should do it properly. I want the people watching my broadcasts to experience the same genuine joy in eating delicious food that I’ve felt.』
If she uploaded videos of food she’d truly enjoyed eating, viewers would taste those same dishes and experience the same delight she had.
With her resolve set, Oh Mi-hee created her own YouTube account.

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