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Jin-hyuk.

I have to tell you something.

I like you.

Sorry. I just had to tell you...

I know...

All the girIs want you,

and you don't like guys.

But I wanted to tell you before graduation.

That's all.

I just had to get it out, so don't mind me.

I'll go.

MIN Sun-woo. Stop right there.

Come on.

Is that really all?

You're satisfied with that?

Jin-hyuk...

You want to sleep with me, don't you?

You jerk off thinking about me, right?

What? No, I never...

You can tell me.

- It's okay. - Jin-hyuk...

Aren't you upset?

Upset?

Fuck yeah, I'm upset.

So fuck off and die

before I puke on your face, goddamn faggot!

Can anyone be unhappy While eating cake?

We have all craved for cake in our happiest moments.

Like instinct. Why is this so?

Hello, everyone. I am Jean-Baptiste Evan.

We will conclude today with the delicate Gateau au Opera.

People often turn away from it because ofits ingredients.

Chocolate, butter, whipped cream...

Fattening, yes,

but a small price to pay for pleasure.

A fragrant coconut flavor, rich ganache,

all mixed with the savory taste ofalmond powder.

The perfect harmony of flavors is just like a great opera.

Leave me alone!

Or perhaps quite like the bitter sweetness of life.

Why don't you help yourseIf to a bite of life?

But be careful.

Once you're hooked,

all of your senses, and even your soul

will never be able to forget that rich taste of perfection.

It is a curious addiction.

You will go to the end of the world in search of those flavors.

They are no longermere flavors,

but more a lingering voice forever engraved in your mind.

Do you still wish to try a slice?

You should come home more often.

You're all smiles, Mother.

- No place like home, Son. - Right.

Come back and I'll cook you a feast.

I quit work yesterday.

- What? - What?

But you were doing fine...

That's good, then.

You can work for your father.

I think I'll open a cake shop.

Cake?

But you hate sweets.

All the customers are women.

Oh my goodness.

Should I chip in a little?

- He'll need technicians first. - It'sall right, Dad.

I'll take care of it all.

Nonsense!

What's a culinary researcher for? Just leave it to me.

- How convenient. - Yes, Mom.

Excuse me.

Nice to meet you. I'm MIN Sun-woo.

Oh, right.

You have quite a resume.

It's nothing.

No need to even mention Paris.

Wien, Cookie Mori, Garu...

You've gone through all of the top shops in Korea.

People call you a legend in this field.

That's a bit of a stretch.

I just ended up going through a few shops.

I can see that.

Fired within a year at each, right?

Oh. Yes...

There was a brawl between the Wien employees,

because of you.

A suicide attempt at Cookie Mori, because of you.

The wife at Garu ran around with a knife

because the owner cheated.

With you.

But you don't need to worry about that.

It'll just be you and me for now.

Actually, that's what worries me...

I was so startled when I saw you.

Because you're so my type.

Was this how you did it?

Throwing yourseIf at anyone you see?

Throw myseIf?

I've never made a move on anyone at work.

They all just suddenly became infatuated with me.

It's not up to them whether they like me or not.

All right, don't laugh.

I'm a Gay of Demonic Charm.

I'm serious.

A Gay of Demonic Charm?

With that dumb look on your face?

Thanks for the laugh.

- Never mind, then. - No, wait.

Hey, wait a second. Hang on.

Hey, wait.

It was probably his graduation day.

He walked in here in that uniform.

It was lust at first sight.

I swear.

He was dripping with pheromones.

He and some hot kid hooked up and ran to a hotel.

Sun-woo was a virgin, but that kid was so into him,

he cried his heart out for three years.

Since then, if Sun-woo so much as smiled at a guy,

then gay or normal, they were all on their knees

like a bunch of cult followers.

The gay of demonic charm! The legend of MIN Sun-woo!

You feel it, right?

Guys like him are meant to be shared.

So have fun, but you better let him go afterwards.

Master, this guy isn't...

So?

He'll be on his knees soon. I mean, who hasn't?

Except for your dumb high school crush.

There was this guy I liked,

but he turned me down.

What did he say?

That he was disgusted, or ''go fuck yourseIf''?

I can't really remember,

but I was completely devastated.

I actually decided to kill myseIf.

So I came here to at least get wasted before I die.

Here's to that bastard. Thanks!

Are you leaving?

Yes.

Take care, then.

You can start next week.

We open from 12 P.M. to 2 A.M.

Go back in and enjoy your last free night.

This shirt maxed out my credit card.

It'smy dream to buy Prada pants with hard cash.

So I really want to make this work.

So?

So let's not make this harder for ourselves.

Let's just do it. It's bound to happen.

Fuck off and die before I barf, goddamn faggot!

That's what I said. Don't you remember?

What?

I'm the only dumbass that turned you down.

Class 3-1 , KIM Jin-hyuk!

You're that KIM Jin-hyuk?

Yeah.

The one that told you to fuck off and die.

I didn't know. I would've never guessed.

Jesus. Look at you.

God, you look so old now.

Cut it out!

You won't get anywhere with me.

Hey, that's perfect.

Now there's no worry of getting fired.

You'll never fall for me.

Aren't you upset?

Your new boss called you ''a goddamn faggot''.

I told you, I'm actually grateful.

If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be living so freely.

I'll make sure your shop is crawling with customers.

Really?

I guess so. You're a legendary master, after all.

- Yup. - All right. Let's do it.

You can let go now.

Strange. Why doesn't it work on you?

This is supposed to work.

Now Hiring: Male Employees (NO FEMALES)

- Get the hell out! - Sun-woo Sun-woo, please

Get out!

Stay out of this, asshole.

- I said, get out! - Don't get in the way of love.

What! Hey!

- What, you stupid mustache! - You little...

- Damn it. - I love you, Sun-woo!

I can't take this anymore.

Women don't scare you. You just want fresh meat.

What do we do?

Not that it's my fault.

No? Then who's fault is this?

You get scared and uncomfortable around women!

I sacrificed my plans and hired only male employees.

Now none of them are left.

I told you, it's out of my control.

Them falling for me, or my fear of women.

You expect me to buy that bullshit?

See, how cute and sexy is that?

I'm gonna hire the perfect girl.

Pretty. Polite. Sexy.

All forme.

I told you I can't work with women.

I don't believe those words of yours.

Not in a million years.

I can't possibly work, because I get terrified in a room with a woman.

Hey, I'm the boss here. Just get used to it.

Shit. I said, don't touch me!

That's it. That's how scared I get.

So keep the hot guys coming.

No women.

Master's wishes. A master's wishes.

These are a master's wishes.

How are women scary?

I'm scared I won't find any.

With each new recipe Sun-woo made, another guy came and left the shop.

Meanwhile, I was stuck in a vicious cycle.

How long do I have to do this alone?

Why did I even hire him?

Why does an owner have to do all this crap?

Tada!

It's filled with your rage, anger and all my love.

Screw you.

What is this?

Charlotte aux Poires.

Charlo... What?

Western pear mousse cake.

Try it.

How is it?

Sweet.

Try the other one.

Sweet.

It's a cake. Isn't that all it needs?

That's harsh.

I like my meat and booze.

How should I know about this girly shit?

But you own the place.

You're the big shot patissier.

If you like it, then what else do we need?

Hang on.

It's really just sweet?

Can anyone be unhappy while eating cake?

Of course.

Customers.

Goddamn it.

Smile. Just smile.

Welcome.

It looks so good!

God, I'm so freaking hungry.

Stop stuffing your fucking face.

Your shirt's gonna pop.

l don't see anyone. Should we steal it?

Hi.

Hey Mister, what's the best one here?

Call me Jin-hyuk and I'll tell you.

Mister...?

What's the best one here, Jin-hyuk?

All of them, of course.

The red one and that black one...

Mister, I'll take them all.

- All of them? - Yes!

- You said they're all yummy. - Not me. I'll get fat.

Lend me some cash.

- Have a nice day. - Jin-hyuk! Mister!

Hey, I'll give you a discount!

Tarte au Chocolat, Mille-feuille aux Fraises,

Onctueuse Jivara Lactee. One of each.

Onctue..?

Onctue...

How do you even say these...

Bottom row, third from right!

Yes, sir.

Have a nice day.

What kind of business is this?

How could you let this happen?

I specifically told you!

He's allergic to alcohol, so no alcohol!

You see this?

Look at this! My Goodness!

What're you gonna do if they leave scars?

I'm sorry ma'am. I'm so sorry.

Keep this up and you'll kill someone!

I'm sorry. I don't know what to say.

So hurry up. I said, two.

- Yes, ma'am. - The big ones.

I'm sorry ma'am! Please come again.

Our patissier is a legendary master from Paris...

Since when did cakes have alcohol?

We both work because we have to,

but business is business. Put some effort into it.

We'll lose all our customers.

What more do you want?

I'm doing my best here.

Who's fauIt is it that I'm selling cake here by myself?

Really, I'm sorry about that. I mean it.

I don't care about the hours,

but feed me on time.

Separate breaks, meals, and all leftover cakes are mine.

You pay me late I'll call the cops.

Fuck this shit.

This is part of the interview.

You'll thank me one day.

You feel anything?

Nope.

You passed!

Shift is from 12 P.M. to 2 A.M.

I close up shop.

Clean the restrooms, hall, and outside in that order,

and never go in the kitchen.

Then I don't get any cake?

Listen up.

This is our head patissier, and he's a homo.

Yeah, and?

Don't mistake him for just any old homo.

He's the gay of demonic charm!

He'll suck the life out of you and throw you away once he's done.

He's one sick kid, you got that?

He could have you like a piece of cake.

I warned you, so don't. I'm sick of it.

You're being a bit harsh.

I got him male employees because he doesn't like women.

Six months, and look around!

Every single one fell for this idiot...

But they were so cute.

It's a cake shop. You want sweaty old men instead?

Shut up! Screw this.

What the hell?

Male or female, I'm hiring the next thing that walks in.

What the heck is this?

Please let a pretty boy walk in...

He took me for some chump.

- What! - I'll do it.

Get lost, asshole.

I quit drinking, but it's good inside cake.

Hey, stop eating!

Do you realize how much that costs?

Sir! Take me under your wings!

Why not?

Thank you, sir!

- What the... - I promise to work hard!

Who said you can take him in?

Shut up, old man.

You little...

Quit yakking.

I won't hire a little hard ass.

What give you the right, old fart?

Without Master, you'd be out of business.

Am I wrong?

Hey, Jin-hyuk.

I don't think it will be that bad. Please?

- Is that okay? - Yeah. Sure.

Ever baked cake before?

No, I haven't...

A master's wishes. How the heck did he...?

No, he's the master. Listen to his wishes.

- That's hot! - It's not good for you.

See you next week, Mister!

Dumb ass.

- Hey, stop right there! - See you!

Next week, you're a dead man!

Damn it.

That little twerp...

You should start studying, boss.

Why?

So we can all bake pretty little cakes?

At least learn the names.

Just think what he's gonna say to you,

if you can't even remember the names.

Bring it on!

Forget about sleeping this week!

Almost all cakes use this kind of flour.

See. It clumps together nicely.

We'll start with the basic whipped-cream.

Try to work the dough slowly so that you don't get bubbles.

Open it.

Mine is fine.

- It's taking too long. - You'll break it.

- You can't smear it like that. - I'm the boss here.

After the icing, all that's left is the decoration.

You have to try it.

In order to know cake, you have to live it.

One slice ofmousse will wash those tears away.

It can even heal all yourscars.

No need for thanks.

Yeah, I can see that. It'sa freaking attic.

Sorbet can put out that fire in yourheart.

A feast of cake forall your desires.

Pick out the one without alcohol.

Choux Parisienne, Salambo, Creme Brulee,

Chocolate Chiffon, Mille-feuille aux Fraises.

Happy?

Let's stop. I'm getting sick.

- Excuse me! - Yes?

- Oh my! Antique tableware! - Yes, ma'am.

This Bavarian glass alone is worth a thousand dollars.

I would never put it out for customers.

At Antique, we do. Enjoy.

Orange jelly mousse with cream cheese,

orange flambe, and a scent of grand marnier.

It's heavenly!

Lemon creme tart made with lemon juice

and creme anglaise inside a delicious crust.

Our special sweet potato Mont-Blanc

made with red sweet potato paste,

and a biscuit glazed with lavender syrup.

Raspberry mousse cake with layers of jelly.

Enjoy.

The sweet aroma will entice you.

A mysterious recipe lies within.

A cake paradise for your taste buds.

You can't believe everything they say.

You can't believe everything you hear.

Celebrate your joys with cake!

Cake will make your happiest moments even better.

You can't express everything you feel.

Welcome!

- Today's special is Framboise... - One Pistachio L'apricot rare cheese cake.

Yes, sir.

A mysterious customer and a mysterious man.

A classic case of long-term kidnapping.

The young boy returned alive within two months,

But he had no memory of what he experienced.

I'm home.

The head of investigations stepped down from his position,

and the case was left unsolved.

Look at what I picked up.

The criminal is still out there running free,

searching for his next...

There's a new cake shop nearby.

They're pretty good.

Hey! Open the door!

You're dead.

Hey!

You sick bastard! Why are you taking pictures?

- Why are you taking me? - Gi-beom, what are you doing?

That bastard was taking pictures of the shop.

I know him.

Step outside, sir.

Come out, now!

Hey, calm down!

You bastard! You're dead now!

You know how much that car is, idiot?

- They'll lock you up. - It's nothing you can't pay for.

Sir, do you know this gentleman?

- No, I don't. - Master!

What?

That dimwit is your housekeeper?

Not him. His mother.

She ran from her abusive husband,

so my mother took her in.

This is Su-young.

But she soon passed away,

- so we just grew up together. - Nice to meet you, Master.

Nice to meet you, Master.

That's why he calls you master and works for your family.

Touching story.

He just picked that up from his mother.

Then he's like a bodyguard.

As if!

He's not?

He's my responsibility now. There goes enjoying single life.

- Every single time. - You're taking him in?

So you rejected me

because you were already dating him...

Not everyone is gay.

- Why is a thug standing here? - What now?

Ma'am! Please come again!

- Go away! - He must be nice, though.

How else could he stay with that mean old man?

He must know everything.

What Jin-hyuk likes and dislikes.

Even the color of his boxers.

- Master Jin-hyuk. - Goddamn it.

How many times did I say to knock?

Breakfast.

Idiot.

Soup, egg rolls, and cucumber salad.

It's already twelve?

I have to face that sick cake pervert.

Hey!

I should just pay you in cake. Save myself some money.

Is hunger your family trait or something?

I wouldn't know. I'm an orphan.

And this is a crucial part of the whole learning process.

Right. I see.

It's not like you're gonna eat them.

Strange.

Why open a cake shop if you hate it so much?

He's right.

I was surprised, too.

Like you were any different?

I followed a boyfriend to Paris.

It just happened. Now it's about the money.

This is your so-called master, you vermin.

I think it's honest. What's your story?

Why did I open a cake shop? Because...

There's someone l have to meet...

All the customers are women.

Just a minute!

He's the cake pervert.

Welcome!

There's something professional about him.

He's quite impressive.

He picked out all of your new recipes.

That's just the basics.

He's choosing them according to weather and season.

How is it, sir?

Thank you. Come again.

Did you see that smile of his?

I think he's attractive.

Gives me the creeps.

That lifeless cake pervert always spoils the day.

Should I just sell this place?

Welcome!

Hey! Molly Sue!

A cake shop? Let's just get some Chinese.

Hurry up.

Welcome to Antique.

Honey, can't you quit boxing now?

- No, I can't. - Why not?

After I win a young champion title...

Who's young? You tried hard, so stop...

Quit nagging me.

Then I'm erasing the baby.

Is it mine?

Son of a...

Shit! That's hot!

You want it cold, then? Freaking idiot.

Come again, ma'am.

Hey, you!

You're...

Why are you here?

YANG Gi-beom, the youngest Asian lightweight champion!

It's you!

Fancy seeing you here. What a day!

I even joined your fanclub.

The ''legendary boxer''.

The ''idol of the ring''. And ''cold-hearted pretty boy''?

Does pretty boy beat people to a pulp? Huh?

What the hell?

- Which tabloid sent you? - Tabloid?

You're a superstar, is that it?

You're gonna brush me off?

Don't you remember me?

I was sick, so you won the rookie championship finals.

I remember. The chump.

Fainted in a minute and 45 seconds.

Don't bullshit, asshole! It was 48!

It'snot like you saw the clock, old man.

You!

Funny how life turns out, eh?

You defeated me and ruled the world,

and now, you sell pretty little cakes?

You little...

Hey! Can you see?

I heard you're going blind.

Is this some rehabilitation program?

He was an amazing boxer. A genius.

I didn't even get upset when I lost.

He was that good.

He was the reason l kept boxing...

He didn't mean it. He was just embarrassed.

He wasn't even worth the 45 seconds...

Why didn't you just tear the whole place down?

Master's wishes or not, l would've never hired a boxer.

What kind of idiot plays such a pathetic sport these days?

What?

Look at that. You can see fine.

Yeah, I can.

As long as I don't fight.

- If not? - Well, then...

Like he said, l'd be stuck in some rehabilitation center.

Like you said, you're fine.

Just consider this as a light workout.

Come on.

Boxing and+ruining your health,

or getting to eat all our cake... What's better?

Boxing.

Good job. Eat up.

Three? What's the catch?

They confirmed it. Retina detachment.

They did, huh?

It's not the end of your life.

You'll be fine if you don't fight.

You can have a normal life.

Is that a life?

Master.

You must be hungry.

Hey, fire!

- Try this. - I said, it's on fire!

Call 911 !

NAM Su-young!

What's wrong with you?

Sorry.

Just leave it!

What now? He's driving me crazy.

Sun-woo, I'm really sorry,

but can't you just teach him something?

I can't leave him out of my sight.

- Ow! - Why not?

Might as well put him through special training.

- Yeah? Thanks, man. - Sure.

I thought you were shy. The sunglasses and all.

My eyes are weak. It's too bright without them.

Since it's nighttime, can't you take them off?

Wow. They're such a light color.

You're cute.

- Fuck! - Fill me up!

Su-young...

Su-young.!

Su-young.!

Help me.!

Forget it all.

God, it's like the old days again...

I'm here.

Holy shit!

Drink this.

- Hey! - It'smy pleasure.

Hot chocolate? I'm sweating my ass off here!

And I don't like this anymore!

I'm not a child, damn it.

You're cute.

Don't mistake him for just any old homo!

He's the gay of demonic charm!

He'll have his way with you, suck the life out of you,

and then throw you away. He's one sick bastar...

Person... You got it?

He could have a naive idiot like you like a piece of cake.

l warned you, so stay away from him.

You hear me?

Wow...

He's really something.

Sun-woo...

You crazy fuck. Listen to me!

He's really good, huh?

Hot guys like him should be shared.

So have fun, but you better back off when your fun is over.

Su-young, let's have just one more drink.

Cheers.

I would, but I think I should go.

Why? Is something wrong?

Master's nightmares are back.

I need to hurry back to him.

Master Jin-hyuk...

He's scared of being alone at night.

You should go, then.

Sun-woo!

- I'm a bit drunk. - Have a seat, Sun-woo.

Are you okay? Sun-woo, are you okay?

- Hey, your eyes! - Su-young.

Master, why do you have...

What now?

- Get away! - I'm so sorry.

- Jin-hyuk... - Back off!

Maybe Su-young should serve.

- What? - What?

- I'll go out of business. - MIN Sun-woo.

MIN Sun-woo!

Who the fuck is screaming Master's name?

Take care of it outside.

I heard you went to a hotel with some guy.

Let's talk outside.

Club master told me everything. Don't lie to me.

Who is it?

Some tall, handsome guy in a black suit and sunglasses...

- It's him. - No...

- Cheating on me? - No, I wasn't...

We just had a few drinks.

Nothing else happened. Come on.

Really?

Yeah. Nothing happened.

Right, Su-young?

Nothing?

Yes, we didn't kiss or have sex...

Sun-woo!

Oh my god...

Goodness...

I'm so sorry, Sun-woo.

I took advantage of...

I couldn't help... I never do this.

I almost ki--

- Kissed... - No, it's all right.

I know you and Jin-hyuk...

I'll stay away. I'm sorry.

Su-young?

Hey, Su-young! Su-young!

Sir!

I'm sorry.

Not for slapping you.

For what I said horribly on graduation day.

So go apologize to him.

What you just did wasn't fair.

You can hit me all you want,

but seriously, nothing happened.

Let's go.

Are you nuts? Let go!

Clean this up and get ready to open.

Are you okay, honey?

Nothing happened. Get lost!

Are you gonna apologize or not?

Master Jin-hyuk!

- Jin-hyuk. We're here. - Mom! Grandma!

-Wow. Beautiful. - lmpressive.

What happened?

Nothing. He just messed up.

Show the customer out.

Why didn't you stop by sooner?

What's going on, Son?

This way, ladies.

Grandma, this is our Mont Blanc.

A chewy morsel between ginger mousse and whipped cream.

- You like rice cakes, right? - Of course.

This is Parisian rice cake.

And this is found only at our shop.

Coconut juice Bavarois with raspberry puree.

It's just so pretty that it reminds me of you, Grandma.

Oh my, my little grandson!

Such a sweetie pie.

I'm sure you all know how easy-going Jin-hyuk is.

He's a good kid.

An innocent bookworm.

I'm rooting for all of you.

And this is for Mother, the greatest chef.

What's with the act? They're your family, man.

Just keep on yapping. I have my reasons, kid.

Rich kids are twisted, but you take the cake.

How do you sleep at night?

I don't want them worrying about me, that's all.

Go take this to them.

Yeah, let's hurry and finish this play.

He seems the same, right?

Of course. I told you not to worry.

Even as a child, he's never made us worry about him.

That's what troubles me more.

What, now...

I think he's trying too hard since then...

Here's your cake! Enjoy. You too.

Yes, sir!

- Delice aux Framboises. - Pardon?

- Delice aux Framboises. - Delice...

- Jin-hyuk! - Yes?

Why is that man here?

He's a regular here. Do you know him?

No, hold on. You come with me.

Why? What's wrong?

Mom!

Go where?

- Mom, I can't leave... - Just come with me.

You're Min-jun's mother!

Don't call Jin-hyuk that! What gives you the right?

- Hurry, Jin-hyuk. - Let's go!

- I said, hurry. - Just come!

- But, Grandma! - Come!

Come on, Jin-hyuk!

Jin-hyuk!

Min-jun...

The name that shook the country in a kidnapping case.

Min-jun!

The police is concerntrating on looking for the suspect.

After 60 days...

All people are waiting forMin-jun...

The kidnapper didn't ask fora ransom.

He never tried to contact them.

I think his ambulance has just arrived.

Did you see the culprit's face?

Everyone assumed l was dead,

but I came home within two months.

Having forgotten everything.

I can't imagine what the heck he did to my son...

Even afterbeing relieved ofhis position,

he kept coming back to finish hisjob.

Mrs. KIM!

The man I thought l would neversee again

is now standing before me.

I'm truly sorry.

ln the end, I couldn't catch him.

I wasn't of much help, either.

Somehow I need to make it up to you.

You don't have to. The kidnapper got away,

but the child came back alive,

and 20 years later, he's doing just fine.

Isn't that more than enough?

So don't stop coming because of this.

Twenty-five dollars, sir.

So you're that kid that got kidnapped!

Stop it.

You, get back to staring at Master.

Gi-beom.

Sorry, sir...

It'sall right. You know now.

I thought you deserved it at first.

I had to give up the one thing I did well.

Goddamn story of my life. But you have it all.

At least, l thought so...

Even the perfect old man has troubles too.

I'm dozing off, here.

What kind of apology takes so long?

So what I said before...

The whole family thing, I feel sort of bad about it...

Forget it.

After the incident, I couldn't take all the pity.

I changed my name, moved, and it was hell.

Everyone still gets worried,

putting a so-called ''bodyguard'' on me.

So If I ever mess up,

they'll blame themselves for it and so on.

My point is,

work hard and hike up the sales.

Let's show them that I'm doing fine!

Eh, genius?

Got it?

But seriously, you don't remember anything?

Stop it, please!

Shut up, four eyes!

Yeah, except for one thing.

He was obsessed with cake.

He fed me cake every single day.

I think I was turning ten...

Hurry and blow it out!

- Happy birthday! - Congrats, Jin-hyuk!

- Wow. Thank you, Mom! - Happy birthday!

Slow down, honey.

No, it's okay.

In less than a month, he even asked fora party.

I found out then what had happened to me.

For such a smart child to say that he forgot it all...

That monster did something to him.

Something that will haunt him forever.

That day, I opened my secret drawer.

Jin-hyuk, are you okay?

What's going on?

Open the door,

Jin-hyuk?

Jin-hyuk!

Open the door, Jin-hyuk!

I'm okay, Mom. I'm coming.

Jin-hyuk, what's wrong with your voice?

Open it, Jin-hyuk!

I hid it all inside the drawer and closed it shut.

I thought I could live life as ifit never happened.

As if nothing happened...

I'll do my best, again.

Again?

Let's get it right this time.

Are you kidding?

Don't touch a single thing!

Let's get ready to open.

Could you first move that?

I told you not to touch!

Don't overestimate yourseIf!

I'm sorry, I'm so useless...

No, it's okay. Jin-hyuk will get it.

- It's not okay! - It's not okay!

You guys just connected!

- Master! - Are you nuts?

They're so pretty!

There's even Sorry cake!

Two small pieces...

Actually, five...

Three big...

- Everything, please. - Right away.

- That's too much! - I'll eat it every day.

- This way, sir. - What are you, a giant?

- That's 320 dollars. - 320 dollars?

How much would secrets weigh?

Aftersaying the words I held in for two decades,

the atmosphere atAntique seemed much lighter.

Gather around, kids!

Get in line!

Step back! Back off!

Don't touch my privates! Get away!

Gi-beom!

Look here, Master!

I said, stop touching!

Su-young! Stop taking pictures!

Stand still, squirt!

One, two, three!

A Handsome Santa's Special Christmas Eve Delivery Service.!

Enjoy. Thank you. Bye...

One Buche de Noel. Your name?

Su-young!

- Where's ours? - One moment, sir.

Su-young!

Help me! Which one do I put down?

- Enjoy. - Thank you.

Shut up.

It's been three months and still!

- Reservations! - Yes, ma'am.

Master!

- The 24th. - 24th.

- The size? - Not these.

Croque-en-Bouche.

- Huh? Cro... - If you can't, then...

We can do it.

You sure?

Of course.

We'll make your Christmas special with a great Croissant Bouche.

Croque-en-Bouche!

Croque-en-Bouche, Croque-en-Bouche...

It's nothing.

Syrup wrapped around choux.

Yup, it's easy.

But the syrup breaks quickly, so you'll have to do it there.

- Me? - Yup.

Serves you right for bringing in these deliveries.

Orders are flooding in, so at least do that right.

Not again!

This is all coming from your paycheck.

I told you!

What about you?

Bring it on!