Chapter 132 - The Seoul Food League Challenge (Part 6)

Chomp. Gulp. Chomp. Gulp. Chomp. Gulp.

Take a bite and swallow. Another bite and swallow. That was how I ate my hotdogs, finishing each in about two seconds. The audience members were impressed, but they clearly expected me to slow down pretty soon. Even eating just one hotdog in two seconds seems impossible. I’m a person too after all. So, I slowed myself down…to six seconds per hotdog, that is.

“Oh my god…”

I heard someone say amongst the audience. And soon, others did so as well. Even the foreign reporters turned their cameras towards me. In about 5 minutes, I’d eaten 70 hotdogs.

“Whoa.”

Jinwoo’s jaw dropped as he watched me. Gayeon also watched me with wide eyes. The reporters clicked away.

“Choke.”

The bread got caught in my throat, so I chugged down some water. The bread melted and went down my throat. I grabbed three more hot dogs as I glanced at the audience. They were all just staring at me, not saying a word. With a slight tilt of my head, I gave a smile and a wink. A few swooned once more. Filled with concern for those people, I returned to my hotdogs.

Suddenly, while I was eating, my jaw began to cramp.

‘Ugh.’

I guess all those practice rounds with Nayoung made it sore.

‘I’m not going to get a swollen jaw, am I?”

No way. I can’t get a swollen jaw. It will totally ruin my face. Nonetheless, I couldn’t stop and I continued eating.

Whoosh.

I threw the hot dog into the air and the bun separated from the sausage. I leaned my head back and opened my mouth wide. The sausage landed in my mouth while I caught the bun with my left hand. I stuffed the bun into my mouth as everyone clapped.

Soon, eight minutes had gone by and I had eaten 100 so far.

“Wow, this is impressive…we still have 2 minutes left…and you’ve already eaten 100…” the host exclaimed, shaking his head in wonder. He looked at me in disbelief as he continued.

“How is this possible? Sian…are you perhaps really an alien?” the host asked. The audience members began to talk. No way was I going to forgive the host after this. I gestured to him to come closer, so he did. And then, I spat in his direction.

Spit!

I spat out all the food in my mouth at the host’s face. The host stumbled back in shock and actually ended up falling onto the ground. Ouch. That probably hurt. I had added some of my murderous wrath with my spit as well. But he didn’t pass out, did he? Judging by the way he’s currently fidgeting, no.

“Oh, sorry,” I said, pretending to be apologetic. Then, I began to eat again. Soon, the 10 minutes were over and I had eaten 130 hotdogs. With this news, Jinwoo and Gayeon became a joke, articles about me circulated throughout Korea and the rest of the world. Of course, my name became the hottest topic on the internet. To think, I landed myself on the world stage by eating alone. It’s kind of funny once you think about it.

After the competition, all the foreign reporters scrambled for an interview. It’s like they had completely forgotten about Jinwoo and Gayeon. Talent does win after all.

“Have you always had an appetite that big?” the interpreter asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Like since you were young.”

“Nope,” I answered. I normally don’t eat this much. It’s my body that does. Of course, I probably increased it once I entered this body, but only by a little bit.

“Then since when did you eat this much?”

“About six months ago?”

Yeah. That’s when I came into this body.

“Oh…is there a specific reason that you suddenly began to eat this much? Perhaps you were dumped by someone and suffered from shock…”

“Shock…?”

Well, I guess me being reborn as a woman was shocking, but my eating habits have nothing to do with that.

“It just…happened.”

“Oh, I see.”

The interpreter translated my answers for the reporters, who all nodded.

“Then, may we ask just one more question?”

“Nope.”

“Oh…” the interpreter seemed rather shocked. So, I gave him a smile.

“Just kidding. Go ahead.”

“Are you going to compete in the Asia Food Leagues competition?”

“Hmm…since I competed in the Korean one, I should compete in that one as well, right? But I’m not sure. I’ll have to check my schedule. The Lovely Girlz is rather busy at the moment…Haha.”

I slipped in my group name and when the interpreter mentioned it, the foreign reporters all nodded, going “Oh~ Lovely Girlz.” They seemed rather happy with my answer.

“I see, but it’s a big competition. I’m sure the agency president will allow you to compete.”

“Sure.”

Of course he will.

“Then, we’ll conclude this interview. We hope to see you at the Asia competition!”

“Yep!”

And with that, the interview was over. No, wait. Even after the interview, the reporters continued to fire questions at me. I answered every one with a smile. And with that, that concluded my win at the 1st Seoul Food League Competition.

***n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

[I just saw the video. Is that really possible?]

[It’s pretty shocking. How could anyone eat that much in 10 minutes? Just who is this girl?]

[She’s Sian Lee from Lovely Girlz. She’s famous for being able to eat a lot, even amongst other celebrities. She would do something like this.]

[So she’s an idol? Can an idol really eat that much...wait. Sian. Isn’t she the one everyone is calling an alien?]

[Yes, she is. This girl has been achieving things that no human should ever be able to do. Of course, some of the stuff she supposedly did could be exaggerated, but there’s no doubt that she did everything herself.]

[Then is she really an alien...I really want to dissect her and study her.]

[Oy. That’s a little rude, don’t you think?]

[Oh, sorry.]

“You want to dissect me?”

Is he serious? Who is he to cut me open? Rude.

“Calm down, Sian,” Jia said, giggling. Then she continued.

“But you were really great. How did you eat 130 hotdogs?”

“Yeah…” I said, patting my stomach. 130. All digested. I wonder if there really is something in my stomach. How else could my digestive tract be this strong?”

“There’s really nothing you can’t do.”

“Yeah, there is.”

“What?”

‘Sex.’

That last part was in my head. I bet it’s something that I won’t be able to do for the rest of my life. Life can be so cruel sometimes. But just then, the phone rang.

“Huh?”

It was Mr. Park.

“What does he want?”

Whenever this man calls me, I get nervous. It’s always one schedule after another with this guy. When I was fat, he wouldn’t even glance twice in my direction.

I picked up the phone.

“Yeah?”

-Sian!!!

Wow. He was excited.

“What?”

– You!!

“Uh-huh.”

– Are amazing!!!

“....”

– People from all over the world are asking to book you!!

“Right~”

Guess that would make him happy. I should renegotiate the terms of my payment. This really is too much.

– But how on earth did you eat 130 hotdogs! Wow!

“Right~”

It’s the same everywhere. How did you eat them? You shove them in and swallow. How else?

– It looks like I’m reaping the benefits from giving you my card after all! I never thought you’d pay me back this way! You’re like the daughter I never had!

Sheesh. He was over the moon. Thanks to me, the whole world knew my name. As well as Lovely Girlz…which basically made us the most famous idols in all of Korea. And apparently, my foreign fans are increasing by the second. I could start a cult.

“Great~”

– Are you free right now?

“Food?”

– Let’s go!

“Jia is with me right now.”

– Great! Where’s everyone else?

“In their rooms.”

– Bring them out!

“Okay.”

And with that, our team dinner was scheduled, but I’m full. After the competition, Nayoung took me out to eat as well. I offered to buy food with the money I won, but Nayoung refused, saying as the elder sister, she couldn’t take my money. And she paid again. These 1% people.

“Sian, what did he say?”

“We’re going out to eat. Round up the girls.”

“Okay!”

We woke up everyone and headed towards a BBQ restaurant. It wasn’t hard to wake them up. The moment I mentioned food, they were already out the door.

***

At the galbi restaurant.

Jinwoo and the eight members of Lovely Girlz. Oh, and Hak-gyu, of course.

“Come on, Manager Lee!” I said. Hak-gyu took a seat next to me.

Jinwoo spoke up.

“Good job, everyone.”

“Thank you.”

He was probably expecting something like, “Oh, no. It was all thanks to you, Sir.” But no one did. Not one. In fact, I said something else.

“Of course. Who do you think I am?”

“....”

Jinwoo was speechless.

“Anyways! You guys know what happened today, right?” he finally said.

“Sian won!” everyone shouted, and clapped. I almost jumped out of my seat from the sudden noise.

“It really was amazing. 130 hotdogs in ten minutes,” Jinwoo said, shaking his head in disbelief.

“Anyone could do it if they tried.”

At least, that’s what I said, but I knew that wasn’t true. It was only possible because I’m the best. No amount of effort could bring the same results.

“Don’t lie,” Hak-gyu said next to me. I almost punched him for that.

“Come on. Sian doesn’t lie. Anyways, really great job. Even reporters from other countries are talking about it. They’ve never seen anyone eat that much. And thanks to that, everyone knows about Lovely Girlz as well. Who needs PR when we have Sian?” Jinwoo said, giving me a grateful look. It was like he was staring at the most precious piece of gold. It made me rather uncomfortable.

“Anyways, all I can do for you in return is take you guys out to eat, so enjoy yourselves, okay?”

“Yes, Sir!” we all answered.

Just then, the pork galbi arrived. We immediately began to grill the meat.

“Can we get beef as well?”

“Huh?”

“Beef.”

“What?”

Jinwoo kept pretending to not understand. So, I just turned to a server.

“Could we get 100 servings of beef galbi?”

“What?” the employee said, wondering if he heard correctly.

“Oh, ten servings. Sorry.”

I initially ordered ten servings, and quickly ordered more after that. I later found out that I ended up eating their entire stock of beef galbi and as a result, they had to turn away some customers.

Jinwoo looked at the numbers flashing on the cash register. I saw his body go rigid, so I approached him.

“Mr. Park. Are you okay?”

“Um…uh…”