Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 152
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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 152
“I could die right now without any regrets…”
“You can’t die.”
“Yes! Yes!”
After finishing the stage greeting and brief interview, they went to a restaurant with the fans.
It was a restaurant selling traditional Japanese cuisine called kaiseki, located in a place called Ginza.
‘Just who is this boy that we’re supposed to treat him so well?’
An official notice had come down from the American headquarters.
To treat him with the same courtesy as the company chairman.
‘He’s not the chairman’s grandson though…’
Johann Jefferson, the wolf boy and holy knight.
He had already memorized the profile.
‘So I did what they asked me to do… Sigh. I don’t know.’
The Warner Brothers Japan official looked at Johann pressing down on the tatami.
Press press!
‘It’s soft.’
It’s a floor mat made of bamboo, but it has elasticity like stepping on cushioning material.
‘How did they make this?’
“Haha. Mr. Jefferson, is the food to your liking?”
“Oh, yes! It’s delicious.”
The natural flavors of the ingredients come through well, which is nice.
“I think I’ll remember it even after returning to America.”
“Oh! Is that so? Shall I look up places that serve kaiseki cuisine in LA?”
“Would you do that? Thank you, Mr. Murata.”
“Haha. Not at all! I’ll definitely research it and let you know by tomorrow!”
Johann smiled and looked at the fans.
They were staring at him blankly, then quickly turned their heads away.
“Why aren’t you eating much? Hurry up and eat. We need to go for round two.”
“What?!”
“I’m free today. Tell me about Tokyo.”
“…?!”
Having a meal together like this, and even having him pay for it, was so wonderful and apologetic that they felt like they’d go to heaven, but now he was saying they’d go somewhere else after finishing the meal.
The fans, who had been eating half-heartedly because they felt it was too precious and were busy looking at Johann, began moving their chopsticks quickly, and Johann smiled as he stood up.
“I’ll go to the restroom for a moment.”
Whoosh!
“Wow…”
This is hard.
It’s hard to swallow the food.
‘It’s too bland.’
A taste that seems to have sacrificed various things to preserve the flavors of the ingredients.
You can feel the elegance in that blandness and restrained saltiness and sourness, but it’s not to his taste.
Especially since even things that shouldn’t be sweet are sweet.
“The most delicious thing in Japan is a dish called sashimi.”
Raw fish that he had also eaten at a traditional Korean restaurant in Bukchon, Seoul.
“I want to eat a hamburger…”
A hamburger that’s thrillingly salty yet overflowing with rich juices.
He wanted to take a big bite with ice-cold cola.
“Ugh…!”
The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to eat it.
Johann shook his head to shake off the temptation of the hamburger and squeezed his eyes shut as he accessed the library.
“This won’t do.”
If they’re his fans, they would know about his appetite too.
If he keeps eating half-heartedly, they’ll worry.
“Search. Japanese person. Good eater.”
Fans who came with difficulty not only from Tokyo but also from distant places like Nagoya and Osaka.
‘They should only take good memories back.’
Whooom!
Johann caught an appropriate orb among those flying toward him and thrust it into his chest.
“Mm.”
Grumble!
As soon as he opened his eyes, intense hunger attacked him.
His stomach began craving the taste of kaiseki remaining on his tongue.
Johann chuckled and went outside.
“Ugh?”
“You’re falling, Mr. Inoue.”
“I’m fine. I’m fine. I didn’t drink much!”
A man in his 40s walking this way with support from a woman in her 20s.
Johann’s body stiffened as he turned his head to see the man entering the restroom, a man in his 40s with a face covered in malice, impressive bulging eyes and hooked nose.
“Ino… ue?”
What a coincidence this was.
It was the surname and appearance that the person he had just absorption read knew.
Not close, but the surname of someone he knew in passing.
But that wasn’t all.
‘This person has the same surname and appearance as someone I thought of before…’
It seemed recent but also seemed like long ago.
‘Hmm. Is this someone I saw while reading before?’
Johann, who had been searching his memory with furrowed brows, soon clicked his tongue and turned around.
“Johann?”
“Wow, did you come out looking for me?”
“By any chance, the food doesn’t suit your taste, does it?”
‘As expected!’
He knew fans would notice.
“How could that be? I was thinking about what to eat for round two. The portions are rather small.”
“Hoho. Right?”
The fan in her 60s, who had been anxious about whether Japanese food might taste bad to him, smiled brightly, and Johann took her hand and headed to the room.
‘I should go back to the dormitory and search.’
The library.
For now, taking care of the fans was the priority.
* * *
A grandmother fan’s review after meeting Johann.
【Photo】 【Photo】 【Photo】
As soon as he entered the country at Haneda Airport, Johann approached us, held our hands, and kindly asked how we came to like him and where we came from, holding each person’s hand one by one.
We were waiting in front of the dormitory wondering if we could see him even once more, even a little more, and he didn’t seem to dislike us. He approached with worried eyes, concerned we might collapse from the heat, and bought us hats and parasols.
【Photo of hats and parasols】
Not only that, he let us watch the stage greeting from nearby and even bought us dinner.
【Photo of kaiseki cuisine】
【Photo of eating takoyaki on the street】
【Photo of feeding hot takoyaki to the manager】
【The fierce-looking manager not knowing what to do】
【Photo of singing together at karaoke】
【Photo taken together at the photo booth】
【Photo】 【Photo】 【Photo】
The only regret was that since he’s not an adult yet, we couldn’t share drinks together.
Even his refusal, saying alcohol wasn’t allowed, was truly adorable.
How did he grow up to be so well-mannered…
To Johann, who gave an old grandmother like me, with more days lived than days left to live, a moment that will never come again – a gift.
I will love you until this humble life ends.
From Nishihara Kumiko.
【Comments: 1,182】
└A Hollywood star… did all this for you, grandmother?
└E-even underground idols don’t do things like this?
└How much does this service cost? One million yen? Ten million yen?
└Free, Johann paid for everything with his own money.
└…Why?! He’s from Hollywood! He could be arrogant!
└I think arrogance is the word furthest from Johann.
└I should have gone too!
└Johann must be Japanese!
└I hope so too, but does it matter what country he’s from?
└Wait, the handshake event was canceled?
└He said since it’s his first fan meeting, he wants to do it with the Wolfies who loved him first… This thoughtfulness is beautiful but…
└Ah…
Nishihara Kumiko, famous as Johann’s enthusiastic grandmother fan.
Afterwards, other fans’ reviews were posted, turning the Japanese community upside down.
* * *
“Phew.”
In the steamy bathtub.
Feeling as if his whole body was melting, he fell into thought.
‘I found him, but…’
After finishing his date with fans last night, he searched through the reading list and found Inoue.
A chuckle escaped Johann’s lips.
“What a coincidence.”
An even bigger coincidence than the Japanese person he absorbed yesterday knowing the surname Inoue.
The word ‘destiny’ flashed through Johann’s mind.
‘What should I do…’
Splash!
The water rippled, and looking to the side, he saw Rick Bottom’s face, covered in scars all over his body, relaxing loosely.
‘Truly a human weapon.’
The giant eagle tattoo carved on his back was impressive.
An eagle sitting on a giant cross tombstone, gripping a skull with its talons.
That wasn’t all. There were tattoos in various places like his thighs and shoulders.
“Is that tattoo from the unit you belonged to?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
“Thank you for your service.”
Rick Bottom smiled faintly.
“Is the water temperature okay?”
“…It’s perfect.”
The feeling of fatigue melting away from muscles and joints he didn’t even know existed, his whole body feeling like it was dissolving.
“The bathtub at home never felt like this…”
“This hotel uses real hot spring water, especially water mixed with many components good for fatigue recovery and skin care.”
He had asked while checking emergency escape routes yesterday.
“Oh, I see… Ada and Emily would love this.”
He liked it so much he wanted them to experience this sensation too.
If he came to Japan again, wouldn’t it be because of this hot spring?
“Should I just buy a house and come every vacation?”
“…I’ll look into it.”
This is why he liked Rick Bottom.
“Is there anything I need to know today?”
“Nothing except that Ms. Nishihara is a power blogger.”
Rick Bottom showed him a screenshot on the phone he brought.
“…Wow.”
‘She thought of me this much…’
Johann’s expression darkened as he read the comments.
“They’re really disappointed.”
“You’re an American star who doesn’t know when you’ll return.”
Was he regretting canceling the fan meeting?
Feeling Rick Bottom’s gaze, Johann ran his hand through his hair.
“It’s not regret, I feel sorry.”
“…”
“I’ll head up now.”
If he stayed longer, he might reverse the handshake event cancellation.
“I’ll follow soon.”
Rick Bottom quietly watched Johann walking away.
“This is how he grows.”
Johann, who had been too successful until now, and because of that became more bold as he reached adolescence.
It was time for him to understand what weight his words carried.
“He’ll definitely feel it when he enters his room.”
It will hurt a lot.
And he’ll use that pain as fertilizer to grow.
‘Because that’s my genius.’
“By the way… my genius was a genius down there too.”
Chuckling, he submerged his head completely in the bath, fully enjoying the hot spring.
Meanwhile, Johann, shaking his wet hair as he headed to his room, stood in front of the door and sighed.
“I’ve been thinking too lightly about this.”
When he canceled the handshake event, he only thought about the Wolfies.
Because he thought that was right.
But that wasn’t enough.
He should have been prepared for things like this too.
“I’ve been too successful.”
So somewhere along the way, arrogance grew – the feeling that I could do this.
Because he judged there was no longer any danger of being abandoned.
Because even if he was abandoned, he had built a foundation to navigate the world.
Because everything he did turned out well.
Because he thought any experience didn’t matter.
He simply thought that Rocky and Mr. Warner would handle things well on their own. That he could solve problems when they arose.
“A guy who never had anything of his own. How foolish.”
‘The most foolish thing was constantly taking out The One Who Became a Star. Now he could speak properly.’
The One Who Became a Star who judged situations not only with speech skills but also with cold reason.
By settling into a comfortable life, he had lost his survival instincts too.
‘The instincts from back then when he would think about various things no matter what he did.’
Because they could see things gradually going wrong like this, not only Rick Bottom but also Larry and Andrew Pearson didn’t mention the handshake event until they arrived in Japan, no, until they asked about the schedule.
And when he told them to cancel the handshake event, they canceled it without much protest. To make him come to his senses.
“Phew. Entry. Reading List Check.”
Johann snatched ‘The One Who Became a Star’ from the reading list spread before his eyes and thrust it into his chest.
At the same time, his mind became cold as if ice water had been poured over it.
“I did a lot of foolish things since Trip Road.”
His thinking had been too shallow.
Johann, gritting his teeth, opened the door and entered.
And froze.
“…This is driving me crazy.”
Paper bags and boxes filling the room – on the bed, on the table, everywhere.
Gifts from people he could probably guess.
Regret washed over him.
But it seemed too late already.
Crack!
Johann reached for the nearest paper bag.
* * *
Click!
Rick Bottom, who closed the door, lifted the corners of his lips.
“This is Rick, CEO. I think you don’t need to worry anymore.”
-…Please take care of things in the future as well.
“Yes.”
Rick, who ended the call, turned around and stopped.
Nishihara Kumiko, a power blogger.
A fan of Johann who came from the city of Nagoya, and Johann, who learned this fact last night, had generously booked a separate room at this hotel for her.
She and other lady fans held out their mobile phones.
-Is something wrong?
“Yes. Johann is currently busy with something.”
He would probably stay in his room until the afternoon schedule started.
“Ah…”
Swoosh!
The door opened and Johann came out, handing letter envelopes to Nishihara Kumiko and the other lady fans.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can spend more time with you today. I’m truly sorry.”
Johann, who hugged them tightly, went back into his room, and Nishihara Kumiko, bewildered by the situation that unfolded in an instant, opened the letter envelope.
And her eyes widened.
Hello, Ms. Nishihara Kumiko. This is Johann Jefferson.
I’m sorry. You must have had high expectations when leaving the city of Nagoya, but I ended up disappointing you like this.
“Ah!”
It was an apology letter.
And handwritten at that.
“Huh!”
“Hik?!”
‘C-could it be?’
The other fans who opened their letter envelopes were also shocked.
Looking at Rick Bottom urgently, he nodded.
“Yes, that’s right.”
Johann was currently writing handwritten apology letters to the 500 fans who were supposed to participate in the handshake event.
“And he’ll also write letters to the 9,000 other fans who couldn’t participate, and to the Japanese Wolfie.”
No matter how long it took.
Even if he had to leave Japan.
Johann was more than capable of doing that.
“So could you please understand just a little?”
“O-of course! Absolutely!”
This wasn’t the time for this.
They had to quickly inform other fans of this news.
Nishihara Kumiko and the other fans, looking at each other, ran toward the room Johann had booked for them, and Rick Bottom walked toward the outside of the hotel.
Since it didn’t seem like he would go out for lunch.
“This time I should try them one by one before deciding.”
The hotelier would know the surrounding shops best, but having been fooled once in Korea, he became cautious.
Rick Bottom desperately hoped the hamburger would be decided within the first three tries.
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