I Quit My Job and Run a Café - Chapter 272



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Quitting the company and opening a cafe Episode 272

Sua’s words made me feel as if I was in shock for a moment.

Come to think of it, I stopped by a cafe yesterday and forgot my flamingo wing headband when I left work.

When I woke up in the morning, it was already off, so I didn’t notice it even after washing.

After hearing Su-ah’s words, it finally occurred to me.

“… … That happened.”

“What is it? That. I’ll give you that as a gift.”

“No. It’s okay.”

“Hey, maybe adults like that kind of thing. Take it. I didn’t know you liked that kind of thing.”

“I said no.”

Even if I said it wasn’t true, Su-ah didn’t believe me. Rather, the misunderstanding only deepened.

So I decided to just leave it at that.

Even if I explain what has already happened, it doesn’t go away. I couldn’t explain it.

If I said that I did it as a disguise so as not to threaten Honghak, who would believe me? Even I wouldn’t believe it.

‘Let’s just ignore it.’

It was something I could just laugh about and move on anyway. It was a little embarrassing though.

From the elders’ perspective, I’m not much different from Su-ah, so I decided to think of it as giving them a little bit of fun.

“Should I give you this too? This is a white tiger ear.”

“No. It’s okay.”

Oh, Suah is a bit of a problem.

We need to change the subject quickly.

“So. What’s the real gift?”

“It was originally like this.”

“huh?”

“This is a pink feather. The zookeeper picked it up and made it into a bookmark. He wanted to give it to you since he only had a few left.”

What Suah took out was a small bookmark.

It looks like the feathers inside have a film coating.

“Oh, right. Pinkie is a flamingo.”

I guessed that.

Because I got three things similar to this yesterday.

Of course, it was a little different.

The feathers I got from the lake yesterday were more glossy, more vibrant, and more colorful. They even sparkled like jewels.

On the other hand, this feather looks a bit dull and weak.

It didn’t seem to be a storage problem. I thought that maybe the feathers fell off because Pinkie wasn’t in good condition.

It probably wasn’t much, but judging from the fact that he made something like this, it seems like the flamingo breeder was quite fond of the flamingos.

‘And your name is Pink? Soo-Jung didn’t call you that for nothing, did she?’

I thought it was called pink just because it was pink.

I thought her real name was Pink.

Anyway, I accepted the gift that Su-ah gave me. It was quite precious.

“Thank you. I will use it well.”

“Hehehe! Yes! You can have this too.”

“I told you it’s okay.”

I tried to offer her the flamingo wing headband until the end, but she declined.

Because I really won’t have any use for it anymore.

“Oh, and the owner of this feather crossed the rainbow bridge yesterday.”

“Yeah… … huh? How do you know that?”

“My zookeeper brother posted it on his story.”

“Ah, Stargram.”

Yeah. Of course, Su-ah would have become friends with that zookeeper.

In that sense, it was a virtuous cycle of SNS.

It’s amazing how quickly you can hear news from someone far away.

I had expected this news, but I’m a little interested in this method.

‘I hope the potatoes are doing well.’

I thought of my Golden Retriever guest, Potato, whom I hadn’t seen for a while because I was busy.

He was the friend who told me about the virtuous cycle of gardening.

I decided to look up the story later when I have time.

“I think the zookeeper is really sad.”

“okay?”

“Yes. I really became very attached to Pinkie. When my zookeeper got a job here, the first friend he took in was Pinkie. And he’s been taking care of her ever since… … .”

Then it would have been even more heartbreaking. Like Su-ah said, she might have been immersed in sadness.

If I could, I would tell you that Pinkie flew well yesterday, unfolding her dreams.

“When did that breeder ever ask you to come here?”

“Yes! I told you to come at least once.”

“good job.”

I couldn’t just tell her that Pinkie had gone to a good place just because she said she was coming. But I thought I could at least comfort her.

“Tell him to come back later.”

“Yes, yes! I just uploaded and shared the story!”

“Huh? Share?”

“Yes. Look at this.”

I was wondering what was going on and Suah uploaded a picture of my business card along with the feather bookmark I had received earlier to her story.

It also included a comment saying that it was given to me as a gift.

And I wrote what I just said along with a note thanking the breeder who gave me the feather.

When on earth was this written? You were talking to me the whole time.

He was a curious child.

Anyway, seeing that the zookeeper and I are tagged below, I can see what Suah is thinking.

If you see this, you will probably want to check out the cafe on the business card out of curiosity.

Then, it would feel more like an invitation than just telling me to come, so I thought I would really come someday.

“Hehehe! Did you do well?”

“That’s right.”

“Oops! I’m late! I have to go!! I’m going to the practice room today so I’ll be late!”

“Okay. Be careful on your way back.”

“Yes~! Oh, right! When is Song Song coming?”

“A writer? Well, maybe I should take a rest while I’m at it?”

I don’t know about that. I don’t have any specific plans to come back.

Can I stay until Chuseok and then come down with my family?

Oh, my studio is here, so should I come down early?

Well, that’s up to you.

“If you have any questions, please contact them directly.”

“Okay~! I’m really going!”

Before he could finish speaking, Su-ah crossed the empty lot in a scary manner.

As expected, I’m out of my mind since Soo-ah is here in the morning.

I heard some shocking news this morning, so I had a cup of coffee to clear my head.

I came out to the vacant lot and took a quick drink while taking out a feather. This was the one I got at the lake yesterday.

‘It’s an invitation to a dream… … .’

How do I use this?

It feels like an object, like a rosary from a turtle shell, but I slept with it last night and nothing happened.

Are there any other conditions?

I wonder if it would work if I infused it with aura… … .

“There’s no reason to try it right now.”

I don’t know if there were many feathers, but there were only three.

If you write down how to use one, you will have two left.

It’s funny how you cherish something without even knowing what it is.

‘There’s no reason to write it in a hurry again.’

I decided to find out as much as I could and then give it a try if it didn’t work out.

First of all, one of them… … .

“Sujeong-ah.”

─Yeah!

“Do you know how to use this?”

─Ugh! I don’t know!

I asked Soo-Jung, but it ended very quickly and without any results.

Judging from the expression on his face that says he has no idea, it seems like he really doesn’t know.

Usually, when you make a face that shows that you don’t remember something, it means that you know something but don’t know how to express it…

That wasn’t it.

“Then Miho, I don’t think Brownie would know either.”

Since the first method failed, I decided to keep it for now.

I think it would be a good idea to coat this with a film like the feather that Su-ah gave me.

Huh? Wait a minute. What if this isn’t meant to be used as is, but needs to be processed?

“Come to think of it, prayer beads are like that too.”

A state in which something has been processed by someone.

Isn’t that how objects are made?

I think I thought I could write it right away in a very one-dimensional way.

If you think about it, all the objects that I have are things that were processed by my hands.

“The same thing happens when you activate the turbine.”

It was the same in a shady shelter under a tree, on a roof, or by a stream.

Writing had to be done by hand.

So how should we use this feather? I tried using analysis.

Ta-da~

A feather rose and swayed as if dancing. What is this? I thought.

“……ah!”

It was as if the pen was moving on its own.

A pen with a quill at the end.

“It’s a pen.”

I planned it once. What kind of form would be good?

The shape and the use.

The most suitable one was, of course, a fountain pen.

Of course, I couldn’t make a fountain pen nib. It’s not that I lack talent; I was just a complete novice in this area.

If that’s true then… … .

“Just use what you have.”

There was a fountain pen.

I received a gift.

When I got into college a long time ago, was it when I was in high school? Was it a scholarship?

Anyway, I had what I got as a gift.

Since I didn’t use it much for its intended purpose as a fountain pen, the nib and other parts inside, such as the shaft, should be fine.

‘It was almost like a bookmark.’

It was the same even now.

I put it in my grandfather’s recipe book.

This may seem like nothing, but it works well as a bookmark.

“Because I got a new bookmark.”

Now let’s find its original use.

I took it out from between the recipe books and put it in as a gift from Su-ah. Then I took the fountain pen out and took it apart.

“They are all worth using.”

The condition of the parts was better than expected, with no rust.

I don’t know who gave it to me, but it must have been a good gift.

Or is this why everyone gives fountain pens, fountain pens, as gifts?

It doesn’t break down and is sturdy enough to be used continuously just by changing the nib?

Well, that was good, of course.

‘then…….’

I had an idea with the parts and a dream invitation.

First, I was thinking of wrapping the metal pole with wood.

I had some high-quality black wood in my warehouse, and that would have been perfect.

‘Even though the feathers are pink, they don’t stand out, but rather blend in luxuriously.’

Okay, so I decided to try making it like this.

I wasn’t worried about failure because I knew I could use the feathers without damaging them.

If it doesn’t work, you can just pull it out and use it again.

It didn’t seem like it would be very difficult to make.

First of all, it is no different from just changing the exterior while using the same parts inside.

By the way… … .

‘Considering the length of the feather, I think the pen length should be shortened to about this length?’

Then the ink tank inside is reduced by half.

In that case, it might not be a bad idea to just take out the ink cartridge and use it.

Just like a real quill pen.

Although it is a little inconvenient, there is something about the method of writing by dipping the nib in ink.

That seemed like a good way to do it without damaging the feathers.

‘Then first, wrap the flagpole… … .’

The plan is complete.

He brought wood and wood carving tools and started working right away.

Square! Square!

Yesterday I was thinking about taking up painting as a hobby, but maybe I’m better at woodworking?

Doing woodworking under the autumn sunlight seemed to bring peace to my mind.

I can’t even remember the mistake I made yesterday this morning…

‘Ugh.’

When I tried not to think about it, it came to mind.

I guess I just need to think differently.

I took a sip of coffee to clear my mind for a moment and then got back to work.

Square! Square!

The only sound inside the cafe was the sound of wood carving.

It was a pleasant sound.

“Phew─.”

I did a mid-check by blowing lightly on it.

I feel like it came out better than I expected. The feathers and colors go well together too.

“I guess you just need to trim the nib connection a little bit?”

A metal nib, and a wood, feather-tipped tip.

The different materials became one without any sense of incongruity.

Isn’t it similar to the true principle of the Five Elements? As I was thinking about that…

Wooooow!!

Suddenly the aura resonated.

‘What is this?’

The resonating aura seeped into the almost finished feather fountain pen.

Then, even though it had not been oiled yet, the pattern on the black wood of the pen became clearer and the color and surface became smooth.

The feather, which already shined like a jewel, became even more vibrant, and the nib became sharp while maintaining the precision of its tip.

“… … You created art.”

This was almost too good to write.

[Dream fountain pen]

*effect

─Create an invitation to a dream (10/10)

But the effect was better.

‘Okay!’

It was something that had to be processed.

But there was something questionable about the effect.

This… … doesn’t seem to be something that can be used infinitely, but rather has a limited number of uses.

“But is 10 times a lot?”

Yeah, it’s not like it disappears after you use it once, so it’s better than I initially thought.

At this point, I was satisfied.

Then this… … .

─Come on! Someone is coming!

“I know.”

I guess I’ll have to take the test later.

A guest was coming.

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