I took out a smaller pot from the ghost pot space and lit a fire beside it. I let Morning open a small cooking stove by myself. Morning was happy and kissed me on the face.

This scene envies the three people, one by one boasting that my blessings are more powerful than the immortals.

The woman was hung aside, breathlessly eating the barbecue.

And she doesn't seem to be able to cook barbecues, which are roasted black.

After eating the barbecue in her hand, the woman had no meat to eat, so she had to be angry and sulky.

Seeing her in the morning, she took a bottle of...