"Hey," Dongwoo was smiling brightly at her the moment he opened the door for her. Rina noticed he was no longer using his crutches but instead he was using a cane. His foot was still wrapped in bandage but she tell it that his injury was going well. "Come on in," he told her and she gladly moved in. She can't help but smile at this moment.

"You're no longer using your crutches?" She asked him as he closed the door back.

"Um, yeah. My foot is slowly healing now." He muttered, the he beamed. "So what did you bring for me?"

"Nothing."

"What?" He dropped his mouth on the ground and she laughed. "Please tell me you're only joking."

"I'm not kidding," she told him. "That's because we will have a kitchen war today." She beamed at him. A knot formed on his forehead. "Yes, kitchen war. Okay?" She made an O with her point finger and her thumb.

"What kitchen war?" He asked.

"We are going to cook for our own food today. You and me. And who doesn't have the delectable outcome will be punished." She beamed. She was confident of her cooking skill so she was sure she can make it.

"Wait, but I'm injured. How am I suppose to cook when—"

Didn't you say your injuri is slowly healing now?" She cocked her head as she asked.

"Y-Yeah but—"

"No buts, dino." She cut him off. "You should be working on your own. Just because you're a shark, doesn't mean you shouldn't cook and just wait for someone to cook for you. Work your off, okay? Now, let the kitchen wars begin!"

"Oh crap." He muttered but he was hopeless. She was laughing at him when he followed her in the kitchen.

It was past twelve noon when their kitchen war was over. Dongwoo's beef and vegetable bean stew was surprisingly good, and also his spicy seafood noodles. Rina praised his cooking skills and it just made him giving her a smug. He was now so proud of himself—because of his new-found skill. Rina, however, made a fermented cabbage and black bean paste rice mix. As usual she was really good. And she was sure of it just by looki