Jin Hyuk!
I have to tell you something.
I like you.
Sorry. I just had to tell you...
I know...
All the girls 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.
Wait a minute, Min Sun Woo! Stop right there.
Come here!
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?
F**k yeah, I'm upset.
So f**^ 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.
It's like an instinct. Why is that 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 of its ingredients.
Chocolate, butter, whipped cream...
One shouldn't be afraid of these delicious things.
Is it only its ingredients that make you so afraid?
The bitterness of a fine, delicate layer of black chocolate,
together with the robust flavour of coffee,
these are intimately blended in a perfect harmony.
Leave me alone!
Or perhaps quite like the bitter sweetness of life.
Why don't you help yourself to a bite of life?
But be careful.
Once you're hooked,
all of your senses, 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 longer mere 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's all 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 Cache Mari, 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 yourself at anyone you see?
Throw myself?
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,
gay or straight, 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 f^^^ yourself?
I can't really remember,
but I was completely devastated.
I actually decided to kill myself.
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's my 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.
F*** off and die before I barf, goddamn faggot!
That's what I said. Don't you remember?
What?
I'm the only dumb-ass that turned you down.
Class 3-1, Kim Jin Hyuk!
You're that Kim Jin Hyuk?
Yeah.
The one that told you to f*** 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.
None of them are left now.
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 for me.
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 with them, 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, 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 f***ing face.
Your shirt's gonna pop.
I don't see anyone. Should we steal it?
Hi.
Hey Mister, what's the best one here?
Call me Jin Hyuk oppa, and I'll tell you.
Mister...
What's the best one here, Jin Hyuk oppa?
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. - Oppa! - 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 fault 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.
F*** this shit.
This is part of the interview.
You'll thank me one day.
Do you feel anything?
Nope.
You passed!
Shift is from 12 P.M. to 2 A.M.
I close the 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.
This is a cake shop. Do 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 the 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.
Have you 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 of mousse will wash those tears away ♫
♫ It can even heal all your scars ♫
No need for thanks.
Yeah, I can see that. It's a freaking attic.
♫ Sorbet can put out that fire in your heart ♫
♫ A feast of cake for all 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 anglais inside a delicious crust.
Our spasm sweet potato Mont-Brant,
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.
Please take care of me, Master!
That's why he calls you master and works for your family.
What a touching story!
He just picked that up from his mother.
Then he's like a bodyguard.
As if!
Is he 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 I 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 food.
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 fan-club.
The legendary boxer.
The idol of the ring, and a coldhearted 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's not 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 I 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, I 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, I'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 Yong!
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.
- F***! - Fill me up!
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's my pleasure.
Hot chocolate? I'm sweating my ass off here!
And I don't like this anymore!
I'm not a child anymore, 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 bast...
Person... You got it?
He could have a naive idiot like you like a piece of cake.
I warned you, so stay away from him!
You hear me?
Wow...
He's really something.
Sun Woo...
You crazy f***. 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? ls 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 f*** is screaming Master's name?
Take care of it outside.
I heard you went to a hotel with some guy.
Let's talk outside.
The club owner told me everything. Don't lie to me.
Who's that bastard?
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 it... 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 the horrible thing I said 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! - Impressive.
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!
- Define aux Framboises. - Pardon?
- Define 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!
Where are we going?
- Mom, I can't leave... - Just come with me.
You're Min Jun's mother!
Don't call Jin Hyuk that! What gives you that 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 concentrating on looking for the suspect.
After 60 days...
All people are waiting for Min Jun...
The kidnapper didn't ask for a ransom.
He never tried to contact them.
I think his ambulance has just arrived.
Did you see the culprit's face?
Everyone assumed I 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 after being dismissed from his position,
he kept coming back to finish his job.
Mrs. Kim!
The man I thought I would never see again,
is now standing before me.
I'm truly sorry.
In 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's all right. You know now.
I thought you deserved it at first.
I had to give up the one thing I did well.
Damn story of my life. But you have it all.
At least, I 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 for a 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 if it 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 anything!
Don't overestimate yourself!
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?
After saying the words I held in for two decades,
the atmosphere at Antique 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 me!
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!
Again, but slowly.
You can't control the temperature...
- Here, eggs. - It's sticky.
Control your left hand's strength.
You think he's actually excited about this?
Don't know.
Another day, another customer!
I used to laugh at his fake act...
It's worth more than your paycheck.
Now, I feel sorry for him.
Be good, boys!
Drive safe!
- See you later! - Don't worry. I'm a pro.
Drive safe, Master! Be careful!
I always wanted to be like a superhero,
so that I could instantly transform and be stronger.
Merry Christmas!
Sometimes I'm evil Santa Claus...
Merry Christmas!
Say something. He's embarrassed.
Or an embarrassed Santa Claus...
Cake delivery!
Is anyone home?
(Merry Christmas, From Antique) A heartbroken Santa Claus...
I'll take these.
- Show the customers in. - Okay.
They're pretty boys. Pretty boys.
- Did you see? - He's so cute.
Merry Christmas!
Baby, come back to Papa.
- Delivery! - What the...?
Hey, nice.
It's a hard knock life!
Merry Christmas!
- Welcome, welcome. - It's the new guy!
Merry Christmas!
With each transformation, I become a different me.
Just for that moment, I'm happy.
Pick it up!
Don't shake it here!
Su Young.
Be nice, Su Young.
Merry Christmas.
I made it from scratch, so it's not great.
It's fantastic, Master.
Four guys sitting around on Christmas...
Wonderful, huh?
I'm scared someone will see. Blow them out.
Okay, one, two...
Nam Su Young! Count, damn it!
Come on, it's Christmas.
The young boy's body recently discovered in a pile of trash
has been confirmed as nine-year-old, Lee Jae Seung.
Three months after disappearing, he has returned lifeless.
Both parents quit their jobs and searched through the country...
Any minute now.
The National Forensics Center stated Lee's time of death as...
a week ago, the 17th.
Hi, Mom!
I loved that strawberry cake.
I thought that maybe he would be among one of these...
And then, over a year passed and spring was near.
Come again!
Thank you, come again!
And you're back!
What can I get for you today?
Welcome.
Is this Min Sun-weds shop?
Welcome.
Min Sun Woo's shop...
Welcome.
Never mind. Broken tape...
- Admit it! - What?
- This is not a proper shop. - I'm sorry.
This is my shop.
What do you want?
Is this how you treat customers?
Jean-Baptiste?
- Sun Woo. - What are you doing here?
Again?
Get a freaking room.
What is he, the Korean representative homosexual man?
You haven't changed.
Are these the hands that made such savory cakes?
Could I try your croissant,
apple pie, and chocolate eclair?
Oui, Chef.
Not bad.
Really?
Oh, I'm so happy.
That's the face I came to see.
Woah!
You two get any closer than that,
I'll kill you both.
Is he being jealous?
Your new boyfriend?
What? Don't even.
He's my boss.
I know.
Don't be so sure.
You're using your power to keep Sun Woo, but force will not last long.
No one is forcing him.
- Go. Get lost. - Jin Hyuk, please.
- Get lost, idiot. - Get lost?
- You little... - Hold on. Stop.
This puny kid is why you're in Korea?
What the hell are they saying?
Oh! They're speaking a different language!
Damn idiot.
Go call the police! The nerve of coming in here...
He's just here for some stupid hotel fair.
Man, look at all the awards.
Son of Guillaume Evan, top three patissiers of the 1970s.
- Received title of Master... - Master, yeah, right.
- Emperor of French pastry... - Yeah, right!
It's true. He really is a genius.
I'll probably never compare to him.
Then what you said before...
Going to Paris after some guy.
Is that him?
No. That's someone else.
I see. He was the next one?
Nope. Let's see, Jean...
Jean... I met Jean...
Hey, stop.
I'm sick of all your Paris talk.
These two met, had sex within 15 minutes,
and spent the rest of their time fighting.
You know, like those strange and boring French flicks.
Yup. It just ended like that.
I thought that was how their movie had ended.
I had no idea they were planning a sequel.
You know, I thought a lot
about the things that happened with us.
You are forgiving me, right?
Forgive?
Of course not. It was my mistake.
I was devastated after you left.
You know, I regretted it so much!
And I began to work hard again.
Thanks to your recipe, the shop is more famous!
So much,
that the Ritz wants to open a shop in my name.
Bravo!
Congratulations!
No, wait. Wait.
You always warned me,
success is no excuse for a hasty expansion.
So I was going to decline,
but I remembered.
There's one person in this world
that can flawlessly recreate my pastries.
You.
He basically recruited me.
Recruit?
How much is the offer?
The Paris Ritz, so maybe 2 or 3 hundred grand?
Why didn't you give him a bonus ahead of time?
It's a small cake shop against a three-star hotel, idiot.
Three stars for what?
Never mind.
Are you serious about it?
I can't decide.
It's enough to buy Prada pants and even sandals.
- You're kidding me. - Master!
You can't go, okay?
I still have so much to learn!
He has to go.
Shut up!
I mean, just look at us!
Is this the best you can do, old man?
Hey, this is great for the skin!
Master.
- Idiot. - Please don't go.
I'll save up and buy you Prada.
Stop it, guys.
We don't have a say in this.
This is his choice to make.
For a second, I did think that I should let him go.
Mom, how much is left in my account?
Yeah, money I can spend right now.
That's it? How come...
No, we're doing so well, I thought I might expand...
How's Dad's company?
I heard the economy is great these...
Oh, a recession?
And Grandma? Her assets are fine?
But she's quite healthy still...
It's nothing. I'll call you back!
How is it?
Sweet.
What about this?
Sweet.
I bought out all the top cake shops.
Let's just try to pick someone.
Funny aftertaste.
Need to wash it out with our cakes...
Come on, help me out here!
Is that homo's cake that good?
Boss, this is how I got kicked out of the gym.
I wake up, my gloves are gone. Next day, it's the jump rope.
In the end, even my spoon was gone.
That's what you're doing to him!
Instead of trying to keep him here,
you go out and stick a knife in his back?
Get your head straight!
- Come on, kid. - Do you even want him to stay?
Don't bring me these amateur cakes.
Pay him or sleep with him. Do whatever it takes!
F***.
Man, that's hot!
- Are you okay? - They're all ruined.
I'm really sorry, Master.
Be careful.
What are these cakes?
I'll go throw them out.
Did Jin Hyuk get them?
You haven't been back for ages!
Three days, maybe? Hold on.
I'm no help to you, am I, sir...
Realistically,
after months, this is all I can make...
And I'm just not your type, so I'm useless!
Didn't I tell you?
You have what it takes.
And I never saw anyone love it as much or work as hard.
Really?
None of the shops are half as good as yours.
And I made sure the old fart came to his senses.
I'll throw this out.
I guess this is it.
Yup.
Otherwise, I'm of no use here.
- Aren't you going to school? - I will, for a coffee mousse.
Just one? All right. Hang on.
- Take it! - Welcome!
Bonsoir, Madame Jean.
Jean?
Sun Woo, my love.
I told you to wait at home.
I couldn't wait to see you.
Bye, guys.
What is with them and the butt grabbing?
Flashy bastards.
Now it's not just the money.
Gosh, Master...
Why? You starting to get sick of him, too?
No.
- Boss. - Yeah?
Why can't you really stop him? ls there some reason?
Reason?
A reason...
No one ever stayed,
no matter how hard I tried to stop them.
Happy graduation!
- We're over. - What?
You always tried so hard to suit me...
I knew something was wrong through my innocent first love.
Let's just stay friends.
Friends with benefits.
Okay.
Do you really enjoy it, though?
You're always trying so hard, but...
And even with the no strings, casual fling in college.
Don't apologize! Just pack up your cubicle!
You can quit if you want to!
I'll take care of you for the rest of our lives.
You thought women would swoon over such promises?
You're too much.
A co-worker, whom I thought I could have a normal life with.
You were rich, and you seemed happy,
so I thought some of it might rub off on me.
But I was wrong.
Waking up, screaming in a cold sweat every night...
Every time I look at you, I just see my messed-up self.
Because we were so alike, I thought she might be the one,
So stop pushing yourself so hard!
but even she finally left.
Maybe something is wrong with my head?
All broken, you know?
If I never remember what happened,
then do I have to live like this forever?
My whole life?
Why was it this way?
I couldn't help thinking that it all began on that forgotten day.
What could have happened to me?
Did it leave some kind of hole inside my head?
What if I never remember? What then?
I stumbled across Antique. I thought it might have the answers.
With Sun Woo,
I thought that maybe we could find them together.
- Do it over! - I'm off. Good night!
See you.
- Min Sun woo! - Bye!
Sun Woo, I was just wondering...
I'm never going to. Never,
so don't take this the wrong way.
I won't. I just won't.
But if I said that I would sleep with you,
would you stay?
What? Really?
Honestly, I wanted to ever since you first asked me out.
It drove me crazy to watch you go from one guy to the next.
And every time that Jean comes to the shop, I...
What the heck. You're lying.
No...
- I'm serious... - Forget it.
That's it. You made me go.
Can't you just stay?
Why?
There's no reason...
Hey, Kim Jin Hyuk!
Don't push yourself so hard.
Damn it.
Little Song JaeIk has been missing for over two months.
Over 400 investigators and volunteers have searched
every day for the past two months,
but nothing has been found.
Mother
- Did you get anything? - How about this?
He swallowed it.
Probably fed by someone.
- What is all this? - I told you last time.
We found flour mixed with sugar.
And this?
Bread, or maybe a biscuit.
There's some chocolate in there somewhere.
- And what's this? - It's a cherry.
Put it all together, and I guess...
You get a slice of cake.
- Cake? - Yup.
Good to see you again.
You don't have many left.
Oh, yes...
We do have a Rhubarb Praise from yesterday...
I'll take it.
My husband won't eat cake from anywhere else now.
Yes, ma'am.
Good night!
Asshole! Even you can make scones and country cakes.
Why should I? Master's not even here.
I feed you and shelter you, isn't that worth something?
Just shut up! We have bigger problems!
How can we let him go like this?
I guess Sun Woo already left.
Just go to sleep!
F*** this, then! You're all dead meat!
I'm home.
I have cake, too.
I said I don't need it.
Black tea.
I brought hot chocolate for your son.
Jin Su, look at this.
Looks good, eh? Let's eat.
My brother needs someone to work for him in Pusan.
Is it good?
I was wondering... Will you go with me?
Oh, don't drop it.
- We can enjoy the sea... - You'll become a mess.
And I have some money saved up.
You're doing it on purpose!
- Aw, Dad. - You little rascal!
All that matters is what you like, son.
Poor man...
Don't touch me!
Oh, no. It's okay.
Do you like it? Is it good?
All I need is you, son.
Enough.
Stop. Just stop it!
That year, I lost my son, too!
But we all just live with it.
Please, just stop.
Your child died over 20 years ago.
Shut your trap!
Come with me. Please?
Please.
Forget this.
Forget it all.
What did he say then?
Something...
I know he said something...
Master! I can't roll the eggs!
Jesus!
What do I do?
All right, I'm coming! Turn the gas off!
I never thought...
that I would have breakfast with you even at this age.
Like a queer couple.
Who the hell taught you that word?
How about a goodbye party?
Sun Woo is leaving soon.
- What? - Nothing.
I just realized that thick head of yours
is what kept me going all this time.
Thanks.
His body was discovered within a mile from his home.
The body was placed inside a plastic bag...
What a pity...
That's about the age when you were kidnapped.
That's what I mean.
Complete indifference. Amazing.
So I saved you again?
...viewed as a kidnap and murder.
It's just impossible...
Then, I thought it was now impossible to punish
the person that kidnapped me.
A list of all the bakeries in the area.
All bodies were placed in black plastic bags.
All original clothing was changed.
The substances are a match.
It's a serial kidnapper and murderer who uses cake.
Don't jump to conclusions. Keep every possibility open.
And we may have one more victim...
More?
He's the same age.
Waiting for the killer to die would be faster.
There's only one man for this kind of job.
You haven't changed, sir.
After all these years, only you came to mind, Chief.
Just Mr. Cheon is fine.
But, sir...
- Any thoughts, Mr. Cheon? - Hey!
This rhubarb, I've never heard of it.
It's just a vegetable.
Grows in Europe, early summer.
Too acidic to eat raw,
so it's used as compote or a preserve.
Chervil leaves are tasteless, used for decorations.
We can find places that use it...
- Hey! - Yes?
- Fix this, too. - Yes, sir.
It's used in most patisseries.
So then it's useless trying to find it through cake...
It's not the ingredients, but their composition.
Rhubarb is often used by itself,
but this one had strawberry mousse as well.
And a tart base... with almond creme.
Do you see anyone?
This kind of rhubarb cake...
I know of only one shop that uses it.
- No one is here. - Who is it?
We're closed!
Old farts...
So we sent Antique's cake to the forensics lab.
It was a perfect match with the substances in the victim's body.
The culprit has been here at least twice.
How long...
And now, the third child is missing.
We don't have time. That child...
How long have I waited for this?
He needs to come home, like you.
Tell me. What happened with your boss?
That, again?
I can tell by his face how much he dislikes cake.
So that means you're not there for the cake.
Then what?
Why won't he answer?
We were sure he would demand a ransom.
We sat and just waited for the phone call,
and we have yet to catch the culprit.
I decided to open a good cake shop.
One so good that his sweet tooth would beg him to pay a visit.
For twenty years, I asked myself everyday...
Does this boy still have his bright smile?
It would be open long into the night.
For that one person that would still be awake.
If only we had listened and searched the area...
It would be a small shop.
So that I can see everything...
...and see him take a bite.
I had no field experience.
Regardless of age, gender or occupation,
anyone could casually come to buy pastries.
A place that even a now aged man can easily visit.
I have my share of the blame.
The reason I decided to open such a cake shop...
I know I can't undo it all, but I'd like to apologize...
was all for this day!
Is that even possible?
For anyone to take responsibility for every single outcome...
All right. I'm more than happy to help.
Master!
Can't you reconsider it?
I'm offering you all the men and money you want.
- Come with me. - I...
I need to go.
What is it about this shop?
Is it him?
Is it your boss?
Forgive me.
This hand...
Always created perfection.
It is a jewel to me,
but just money to you.
Please, stop!
A few fingers won't matter...
Only I can have you!
It hurts! Don't do this!
Get away! Get away from him!
Wait! Not the hand!
He needs to work! Don't!
But...
- He'll hit you again. - Let go!
I think you shook him up enough.
I'm sorry.
Blonde idiot.
I thought he would put up a better fight.
Why are you here?
- He bought cake. - What?
The kidnapper bought cake.
He bought your cake, Sun Woo.
Help me out.
Ow, it hurts.
Jin Hyuk.
What about your promise?
What promise?
To sleep with me.
Seriously, at a time like this?
What do you think this scar is for?
How do I know?
Come here.
Come on. I said, what if!
Damn it.
How about him? He's cute.
Forget it. I don't want you anymore.
Me neither.
I didn't know...
how to break the news to Jean.
He can't control his anger sometimes.
Then you were never thinking of leaving?
Well...
It was right after sex, so I couldn't just say no.
You said he's out of control.
But he's a good person.
It's a mystery that you're still alive.
I'm a dirty bastard that makes cake that kills people.
I deserve it.
He should've hit that mouth of yours.
I deserve it.
No one deserves to be hit.
Don't say such things.
It hurts the people around you more.
Every time my mother said that,
I wanted to die.
I saw my mom cheating when I was in middle school.
I hated her.
Not because she betrayed dad or our family,
but because it was with the first man I ever loved.
I was jealous of my mom.
But I realized what I was feeling
and that I was even lower than her.
Since then, I didn't care for myself.
I don't deserve it.
Being scandalous just shows that I'm my mother's son.
Maybe I still haven't forgiven her.
But you can't help it.
None of us can.
Things you can't control.
Like how l can't forget my past.
Don't even think about getting revenge.
As an ex boxing champion, it would be beneath me.
Sorry I'm late.
Master!
What... What's this?
Goddamn foreigner!
He's your master, after all...
So I'll just slam him a quick right and pound his ass in!
- There's a young apprentice. - Su Young! Get the all stuff!
He's good, and he just loves cake.
At first sight, I knew he would be a great patissier.
Until he can perfectly recreate all of my recipes,
I won't be able to leave.
And then?
Will you come back?
Impossible.
As long as the owner is there...
Then, good luck.
This is our beautiful and charming patissier, Min Sun Woo.
We'll try not to get in your way...
You passed!
All right, then let's get to it.
- Right away. - Gi Beom, over here.
Hurry up, people!
- One over here. - Going well?
Wow, a real camera!
- Plug it in. - Make yourselves at home.
Don't touch my trophies!
- Sorry. - Be careful.
Woah. Cool...
We can see clearly.
Text us if something happens.
- Okay. - All right.
Let's open the shop!
Welcome!
- Bonjour. - No point in exercising...
We can't even pass by.
No, we're exercising to come here.
Makes sense.
- Bonjour. - Bonjour.
Enjoy.
Looks tasty...
Enjoy, cuties.
Oppa!
Something is weird...
You're so sweet, I don't need any cake.
Something is going on here.
I can feel someone watching.
All right. I'm gonna ask him out.
Do you see anyone suspicious?
Doesn't that cake look so good?
Look at the customers, sir!
- Jesus! - Gentlemen.
These are our cakes, if you like sweets...
Oh, thank you so much.
- Chief, your blood sugar! - Shut up.
Here is fine.
- How's the old man? - He's all worked up.
This is probably his best moment.
You think this will work?
Even if it doesn't, I think I can understand him.
All this time.
Just melts in your mouth!
Say, have you had any strange customers lately?
Strange customers. I'm not sure...
It's definitely a male, over late teens,
not very old.
What?
Hey! Who's that?
Who...
Doesn't he smell fishy to you?
He looks like a pervert.
He's a regular here...
- I said, Chinese... - Cletus!
- A regular? - Yes...
Bring the bags.
- Lemon creme tart. - Chocolate almond mousse.
- Kassis chocolate mousse. - One Pistachio mascarpone.
One raspberry mousse,
Charlotte aux Poires and...
- Ispahan to go. - Yes.
- Apple wine mousse, please. - One moment.
Your Rhubarb Fraise.
- Enjoy. - How is it?
It's sad to think I won't see you handsome boys anymore.
Are you moving far away?
Yup. To my brother's.
That's why... This is our address.
Bring him a cake every month, please.
He has quite a sweet tooth.
He's not joining you?
I guess not. Thank you.
You're good boys, so you'll do well.
Gi Beom's cleaning up. I'm gonna go.
All right.
Are you okay?
Why?
Just...
See you!
- Sun Woo! - Yeah?
Sorry.
The contract was up to 8 P.M...
It's okay. You pay me that much.
See you.
Look at his shoulders.
- Something erotic about him. - Hey, that's him.
My heart skips whenever he comes close.
Idiots. He's just an innocent nerd.
Look! Soft skin and fragile physique...
if I had to do him or some ugly girl,
I'd definitely pick Sun Woo.
Hey! Cut it out!
You think he wanted to be born so thin?
How disgusted do you think he'd be if he heard what you said?
- Hello? - Welcome!
Are you open?
Of course. Come in!
What a professional...
That right there...
that's him on auto-pilot.
He's a freaking natural.
When it's raining, nothing like strawberry mousse!
- Which ribbon, ma'am? - Whichever is fine.
Then, gold and silver to compliment your muffler.
Enjoy and come again!
Thank you.
Oh my...
Are you all right?
I'm sorry. I'm a bit dizzy.
Would you like to rest a while?
No, it's all right.
Oh, I'll get you a new one.
It's late and pouring, so I'll drive you home.
No, I live right in front...
We're closing soon anyway, so please, let me.
This way.
Left turn. Left!
My goodness!
What is it?
He's going on delivery for thirty minutes.
- Here you go. - Oh, thank you.
Unbelievable.
What is?
Even after such a horrible experience,
he looks fine and dandy. It's really amazing.
It's quite nice out with all this fresh rain, isn't it?
And here I am taking a drive with a beautiful lady.
- Are you all right? - Yes, this is fine.
Thank you.
It's the least I can do for a great customer.
- Good night! - Good night!
Is that your son?
Yes, he's my son.
What are you doing?
Wait! Why are you...
Wait!
Excuse me!
Wait! Why are you doing this?
What are you doing in here?
Get out! Please! Get out!
I'll call the police.
Listen to me! Get out!
Go ahead and call.
Min Jun!
- Min Jun! - Mom!
Dad!
You made it...
Good boy!
Min Jun!
What's wrong?
- Sweetie! - Min Jun!
Mom! A man!
It was a man.
The man... the man did...
Why are you doing this?
Who knows what he went through...
I can never forgive that monster, Mother!
No! Don't!
Please! No!
Don't! Please...
Open up!
- You're through! - It's my child!
- You won't get away this time. - No one is in there!
Open it!
How disgusted do you think he'd be?
We're over.
I like you...
F*** off and die, you goddamn faggot!
I never meant to say those things to him.
What the hell are you doing?
Help me, Mister! Help me!
My son has such skilled hands.
Let's celebrate your finishing the piece in two months.
Eat up.
You like it.
- My mom is waiting. - What?
There's so much left.
I have to go. I stayed too long.
I miss my mom.
No!
You can't!
My son...
What's wrong?
Come here.
I need to go home!
I'm sorry, Mister.
Go on. You weren't my son anyway.
Mister...
Are you dying?
I killed a man!
Go! Go somewhere!
Hurry. Go back home!
And forget...
Go home! Go on!
Go and forget. Forget it all.
Forget it all. Go and forget.
Forget it all! Forget it all!
No! Please... Stop...
Stop it! Stop it! Stop...
I was... I was only playing with him.
He was going to kill him after he fed him cake.
He's a real psycho.
Their cakes are good, their cakes are bad...
Mother buys the wrong cake, he'd have a fit.
Looks like he even beat her around...
Without you, he would've been the third victim.
How is he?
In the hospital. He's quite worn out.
Anyway, you saved the day.
He'll be fine...
Why aren't you working?
Master!
- Slacking off, eh? - Master!
Hey, guys...
The kid?
- He's fine. - He's alive?
Yeah. He's alive.
Thank God...
Sun Woo's face was as if I had been kidnapped.
Aw, shucks. Boss!
Let's get back to work now.
That's enough!
I said, let go! You little...
Did I get kidnapped? Idiots.
Fortunately, the boy didn't forget everything like me.
But he may remember far more terrible things.
The house of a family with generations of doctors...
It makes a difference.
Antique furniture and all. It's very nice, sir.
You've made up your mind this time? Where will you be going?
To Pusan.
Wow!
It's from France.
France?
It's for the squirt.
For me?
He better not be trying to take both of you this time.
What...
What is it?
He's inviting Gi Beom to the atelier?
Me?
It's the greatest atelier ever.
What do you think?
What do you mean? He can't even speak!
It doesn't matter.
With his skills, he won't have to.
You want to? It'll be lots of fun.
Oui, Chef!
Good. This is great!
Why do you always exclude me from these things?
I won't allow it. Look at your pathetic cakes.
- Come on, hyung! - What?
- Hyuuung! - What?
That means yes!
It'll pass.
You little f***ers!
Get up already!
- Master Jin Hyuk. - Huh?
Going somewhere?
Thanks for everything, Master.
Are you going back to the main house?
No. I can't impose again.
I'm going to try being on my own now.
I waited all my life to hear those words.
But why?
- I'm not worried anymore. - About what?
You're okay without me now.
Look who's talking! Are you sure you don't need me?
I'm all right.
I'll call when I settle down.
Thank you, Master.
Are you sure you can do it on your own?
Seriously, I don't mind!
Su Young!
I said I don't mind!
It's so lonely...
No beautiful garcon...
What will I live for now?
What, am I not enough for you?
You've got a dynamic hottie right here.
- You know what? - Dynamic?
I think your taste has changed a bit.
- What? Hasn't it? - I'll be inside.
I apologize, sir. What would you like?
This. Gateau Au Opera.
One Opera it is.
It's the perfect season for the Opera.
A great choice, sir.
Is it a present? Which ribbon, sir?
She's fairly old, so no yellows or pinks.
How about this brown with a hint of pearl?
That'll do.
Sir.
People eat cake when they're most happy.
You must be happy, sir.
- You have skilled hands. - It's nothing.
There you go.
Enjoy, and be happy!
Good day, sir!
When I'm happy?
Forget it...
Kim Min Jun!
Yeah?
Just tried it. Wondering if you still remember.
God, you're cruel sometimes.
You know...
I don't really remember you as a classmate.
Maybe since the later you was more interesting.
Really?
I've always remembered you, ever since graduation.
Is that so?
- So really, you did like me a little! - I'm telling you, he's gay.
No way whatsoever.
- Hi. - Hi!
See, I told you so.
Are you...
- They're hugging! - Do they live together?
- What's wrong? - They've started a family!
Sun Woo is gay?
- They must be living together! - Sun Woo, you little!
Girls! Wait!
No, come back!
No, I'm not!
Girls, I'm a normal, healthy young man!
I was even in the army!
They just mistook us for a gay couple, right?
Who cares? It's not like you were after them.
That's not the point!
In a couple of years, they would be so hot...
- Jin Hyuk. - What?
Now you're fine when I hug you.
You didn't hug...
- Hey! - Right?
You too. You can talk to girls now.
Strange.
Hey, are you okay? Are they boys?
- No way. - I guess they were!
Yeah, Su Young.
What?
You can't come, again?
You still haven't unpacked? Jesus...
I give up.
I'll be right over and do it for...
No, never mind.
Come whenever, just finish it yourself.
Sun Woo and I will be fine.
Just eat instant noodles or something!
No. I don't know! Take care of it!
Huh?
Me? Am I okay?
Just get to it!
I'm the idiot for falling for it...
Why do people want cake in their happiest moments?
I'm not really sure,
but life may be a cycle of pain and bad memories.
That's probably why people look for cake when they're happy.
Since life is a bitter thing, we try to make our joys even sweeter.
Let's go sell some cakes!
Hey, Sun Woo!
A gay club?
Sure, what the hell!
♫ Painful memories that are filled with regret ♫
♫ will be forgotten faintly beyond the rainbow ♫
♫ I think I'll be okay with you ♫
♫ The way to go to you makes me excited ♫
♫ I'm never going to go back ♫
♫ With you, with you ♫