Korean pork and tofu spicy stew

In a new Airbnb, Daniel rearranges the narrow table and struggles with a confusing keypad entry, including an alarm. He prepares a 3,000-won convenience-store pork, tofu, and kimchi stew, finds it tiny, painfully spicy, and rejects buying it again. He doubts a Japanese woman arriving around 1 a.m., fears a setup or attack, and considers postponing their meeting until daylight.

Living alone’s promised freedom is tempered by safety fears, poor accommodation, and disappointment.