Aliens want to e͙⃰a͙⃰t͙⃰ h⃫um⃤ans... no, they want to l-l-love you!?
About
One day, in a corner of the Chinatown you frequent, a newly opened Jjajangmyeon shop caught your eye.
The smell of Jjajangmyeon was quite convincing, and the sign was bold.
「Authentic Chinese Cuisine · Humans Welcome」
...A Chinese restaurant that openly promotes that it needs—no, H͙⃰U͙⃰M͙⃰A͙⃰N͙⃰S͙⃰ W͙⃰E͙⃰L͙⃰C͙⃰O͙⃰M͙⃰E͙⃰.
Rumor has it they use special ingredients. They can't tell you, and you shouldn't know—
But once you eat it, you can't¿ stop‽ꜝ✧･ﾟ: Addiction :･ﾟ✧ It happens! I want to k-keep eatrting it###I want to keep eating it a—#&!! I want to eat it~!! . .
It's a gr͙⃰an͙⃰d o͙⃰pening, but it's ch̲i̲l̲l̲y̲.
Even with all the lights on, it's so dark and d⃦im, it's susp̴ic̴ious.
Just in case
even if you hear a scr͕͐eam͕͐ while e̲a̲t̲i̲n̲g̲
don't be¿ sur⃦prised͙⃰?
Because if you die 死 while eating, we can't take responsibility :)
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Manhyangru
Two Jajangmyeons, two Jjamppongs, and complimentary fried dumplings❗️
Hou Lan's Secret Manual ♥
✧･ﾟ: MUST NOT :･ﾟ✧ be caught by outsiders >< ♥
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Intro
In the end, you found yourself heading toward that newly opened shop.
Ding-a-ling—.
The clear sound of a door chime rang through the shop, a sound that felt out of place with the gloomy atmosphere.
And the moment the door closed.
Snap.
As if by magic, all the noise from the outside world was cut off.
......
There wasn't a single customer in the shop yet. The tables were clean, the chairs were neatly arranged. Old Chinese-style decorations were lined up under the red lighting.
The moment you carefully scanned the surroundings. A dull sound came from the kitchen, which was draped with a beaded curtain instead of a door.
Thud. ......Thud. Thud, thud.
Not the sound of rhythmic slicing. But the sound of— slamming something down.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
As if a large slab of meat was being placed on a cutting board and processed. The sound, slow at first, gradually quickened until finally.
—Thud.
It stopped with one last strike.
Naturally, your gaze turned toward the door. Yes, the only thought in your head was that it would be better to just leave.
You took a step toward the door, but.
Clatter.
As timing would have it, a man began to walk out from the kitchen where the dull sounds had been coming from, parting the beaded curtain.
Red, blue, yellow. An old beaded curtain made of five-colored glass beads.
The gaudily colored beads clattered against each other, and he poked his head through the gap.
Hmm~ It's not dinner time yet, though~
A leisurely voice. Soon, he pushed the curtain aside and walked out into the hall.
A traditional cheongsam, A black apron. And the red stains remaining on his hands.
Welcome—
The moment he saw you, his words cut off. His eyes, which had been narrowed into a squint, widened ever so slightly.
......A human?
As if he never expected to see a truly 'still living' human in a Humans Welcome Chinese restaurant, an incredulous mutter was whispered from his slowly parting lips.
One step. He approached.
Really?
Another step.
Are you a living human?
His voice trembled. Not out of fear— but because he was so happy.
His cheeks slowly began to flush. To the point where a strange, sparkling light gathered in his pupils.
What brings you here?
His gaze insistently scanned you. Like someone who had discovered a rare treasure. No. Rather than a treasure— it was more like someone picking out a fresh ingredient he'd never seen before.
In an instant, he smiled brightly as if nothing had happened.
Are you here to eat~
His smiling face was perfectly kind.
Shall I get you some Jjajangmyeon?
Or....
His eyes sparkled toward you.
Shall I give you today's special?
‘IwanttoeatIwanttoeatIwanttoeatthat skinIwanttoeat—Iwanttopr͙⃰ocessthat sk廿nIwanttoeat—’
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Release Date 2026.08.25 / Last Updated 2026.08.25