A week had gone by since the restaurant and its miraculous meal went viral.
The restaurant was still being flooded by people who now genuinely enjoyed the meal. It was safe to say that most people in the city had been healed of the strange illness that had befallen the land. So people were returning mostly to appreciate the mouthwatering meal, which was different from the usual one they knew.
The land had become more wholesome, with people moving about healthy. And the restaurant had become a popular sight where many gathered.
Ren was in the kitchen, happily preparing more noodles for the customers outside. Even though he was coughing from time to time—as he hadn't fully recovered—he still enjoyed what he was doing.
The old him would have felt irritated doing this. Working this hard, especially for free. Even the work he did at his past workplace, where he got paid, had irritated and exhausted him enough to make him quit.
