SlurpMaster Universe: A Slurp Drifts Up to the Rooftop, and Huru the Noodle-Loving Child Appears
A Slurp
Drifting Up
to the Rooftop
On the night they shared the honey, a strange sound floated up to the rooftop: noodles being pulled up, and warm steam. This is the fourth story of the HaniLab universe, and the very first scene of the SlurpMaster universe.
This is the first scene of the SlurpMaster universe. In the previous story, Hani the HaniLab bee, Boseul in her yellow raincoat, and the white-line stickman shared a jar of honey on the rooftop. This post follows the huru-ruk sound that drifted up before that sweetness had even faded. Every scene is imagined, but the numbers about SlurpMaster’s rhythm and grades are exactly as in the real game.
The Smell After the Honey
The honey jar was empty, and the city lights were still twinkling. The stickman rested the empty jar on his knees, and Boseul tugged her raincoat closed, blinking sleepily. Hani was hugging the game pad and about to yawn when, all of a sudden, his antennae twitched first.

From somewhere below came a huru-ruk, huru-ruk, riding a steady beat. It wasn’t rain or wind. It was a warm sound. And on the air there was a smell that wasn’t honey: anchovy broth, scallion oil, and the steam of freshly boiled noodles.

A Small Lit Window Down the Alley
Hani spread his wings, flew to the edge of the roof and looked down. A narrow alley, wet cobblestones, a lantern on the wall. At the far end, a little restaurant with a round window was glowing yellow, and a thin ribbon of white steam was unwinding from its chimney into the sky. The sound was coming from there.

The Child Who Loved Noodles Too Much
Inside the window, one child sat alone. A round-cheeked child in an orange sweater. In front of him were a steaming bowl of noodles and a cup of water, and he had his eyes squeezed shut, pulling up noodles as if that bowl were the only thing in the world. In this universe, we call him Huru, a name that comes from the sound of a slurp, huru-ruk. He is the child hugging a bowl and eating noodles in the SlurpMaster app icon.


The Moment the Mouth Becomes an “O”
Huru was in no hurry. As he pulled the noodles up, at the very instant his lips pursed into a round O, in it went: a single bite. Then a gulp. Then another strand. Huru’s evening was a small rhythm made of sound.


- The real game: SlurpMaster is a game where you feed noodles into a guest’s mouth. The guest’s mouth keeps pursing and closing on its own. Drop the noodles in the middle of the mouth while it is pursed into an O and you get PERFECT! (+100 points); try while it is closed and the noodles bounce back out. There is a 0.22-second warning before the mouth changes, so you can read the beat with your eyes. There are 22 guests and 22 noodle dishes.
- The story: the name Huru, his round cheeks, the evening he spends alone eating noodles at the restaurant, and Hani and friends following the sound there are all part of the HaniLab universe. In the game itself, the slurping comes from a guest’s mouth.


A slurp has a beat. The moment the mouth became an O was the answer to a single bite.— SlurpMaster universe
Three Faces at the Window
Hani came down without a sound, and Boseul and the stickman followed. The three of them pressed their noses against the steamy window and peered in. Huru, eyes closed and focused on his noodles, never noticed the three faces outside. Boseul’s eyes took in a warm scene she had never seen before, and the stickman gazed for a long time at the single noodle rising from the tip of Huru’s chopsticks. A thin, long line, somehow a lot like himself.

The next story is the night this single noodle becomes a road.
After the sweetness of honey, the steam of broth drifted up.
The story of the hive grew one cell warmer.
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