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When Shibukawa Yo walked out of the empty room after a 200-round battle with more than [-] ex-boyfriends who looked like evil spirits, he had another tachi in his hand besides the Wadaichi characters.

[*Immortal Slash (Worship Tears): The appearance resembles the national treasure and famous sword "Xiao Karasuma", with blood-colored cherry blossoms wrapped around the blade.It was originally a ritual knife to obtain the Tears of the Sakura Dragon, but it has the magical ability to cut off the life of the 'undead', and it has 200% lethality to all non-human objects.When the user holds the knife, the "Ninja Killing" mode will be activated, which means that there are no creatures in the world that the user cannot completely kill. If there are, kill them several times.Remarks: Once this knife is used excessively, there will be a very small possibility of triggering [suicide] punishment. ——"The last immortal will be executed by me." (Current status: activated, number of uses: permanent)]

All in all, this is a knife that is very suitable for slaying ghosts and demons. As for the punishment warning on the note... Shibukawa Yao hummed twice, not paying attention to it.

Her luck has always been so good, and she only used it occasionally. Could it really trigger the BE ending of killing herself with a knife?

And there were at least two hundred evil spirits in that room just now, even if one only provided the cheapest dozens of points of psionic energy, guess how much her psionic energy is worth now?

[Current spiritual power: 14 points]

Fourteen thousand!Fourteen thousand, my friends! !The day of a rich woman is just around the corner! !

After passing the test of the first four doors, the temptation in the remaining three rooms is simply dull.

So this time Shibukawa Yao quickly came to the door of the last room. She opened the door and found that it was not a restaurant display, but a huge empty dojo—it looked like a place for practicing kendo or archery. That kind of avenue.

But what is striking is that the walls of the ashram are filled with horror pictures of all kinds of hellish ghosts and cannibalism scenes. The petals of mandala flowers swaying in the wind are bright red like blood, and the endless bones and the blood-stained The earth reveals the malice and death of thousands of years.

...Is this place really for people to eat?

A middle-aged man in a full set of chef's clothes and a white chef's hat sat silently with his back to the door. When he got up and turned his head, Shibukawa Yao saw clearly that there was a row of kitchens on the low table in front of him. Special knives and a basin of clean water.

"Guest, you're here." The unknown chef looked at her peacefully, "You don't seem to be too interested in those few appetizers?"

Shibukawa Yoshiki smiled, and stuffed the Immortal Sword back into the scabbard behind his back: "I want to eat a big meal more than a light appetizer."

"Understood, you are a difficult guest. But I don't hate it."

The middle-aged chef showed a slight smile, raised his hand and pulled out a sharp and slender kitchen knife, but the target was not aimed at the guests, but the ingredients swimming in the basin.

He suddenly stretched out his free left hand, and as if nothing had happened, he lifted a round puffer fish with venomous thorns exposed due to fright from the water basin.

"The dish I made for you today is - blowfish sashimi."

"Until I finish this dish, please protect me as much as possible."

"please."

After that, he bowed deeply towards Shibukawa Yao, revealing the gray marks on his temples under the chef's hat.

Shibukawa Yao narrowed her eyes, staring at the chef in front of her who somehow looked familiar, but it was indeed the first time she had met her, and finally nodded.

"Okay."

As the last word of her voice fell, on the wall on the left, a tall, burly, dark blue-skinned, two-headed and four-armed Shura-looking evil spirit rushed out of the wall. Come!

The girl sensed that there was something strange about the sudden wind, and a blood-red "Danger" word suddenly popped up above her head. She didn't dare to hesitate immediately, and flicked the rope dart with her left hand, pulling her back from where she was.

"boom!"

The floor she was standing on was smashed by the two-headed demon with a pair of giant fists, and the smoke and dust billowed, while the remaining two arms held a knife in one hand and a shield in the other, trying to chase her down.

Of course, Shibukawa Yao would not just sit idly by, as usual, she grabbed the edge of the wall with one hand, and at the same time fired a super electromagnetic gun to test the effect.

"Boom boom boom!"

The huge electric current hit the shield crazily, forcing the latter to retreat again and again, but in the end, it still couldn't withstand the electric shock of one billion volts and the shield broke, and was taken away by a wave of dark blue manic current!

【Spirit +216】

Before the girl could breathe a sigh of relief, she felt someone grab her legs!

She looked down, and saw a thin, grinning evil ghost and a fat, fat ghost coming out of the wall she was leaning against.

And the fat ghost swung his mace, aimed at her face with lightning speed and sent her flying!

boom!

All this happened in just a few seconds, Shibukawa Yoshi who was thrown out coughed like a dog in the smoke and rolled on the ground five or six times before stopping, she lay on the ground and touched her face in disbelief—— There is a red mark on the bridge of the nose, but it is not disfigured and injured!

This is all thanks to her habit of putting a shield on herself before she acts (Kun En's seal). The combat teachings given by Mr. Lu Xun are indeed word-for-word!

Mr. Lu Xun: I have never given such a teaching.jpg

But... to be hit in the face by the enemy with a mace - Shibukawa Yao is angry!She hasn't been beaten so badly since she debuted as [Huan Wu]!

I believe that any little girl who loves beauty will fall into a state of anger after being hit hard on the face by a dead straight man with a mace as tall as a person.

"Damn." She climbed up with the handle of He Dao Yiwen, wiped her face, and said viciously, "I really want to cut you off!"

What responded to her were more evil spirits with more terrifying appearances and abilities that emerged from the front and rear walls!

"Arden!"

A new magic seal suddenly popped out from the palm of the black witcher gloves. It was a magic seal like an up and down hourglass. However, when Shibukawa Yao smashed it to the ground, a forest green magic circle with a diameter of three meters appeared. , There seems to be a green will-o'-the-wisp burning on the ground.

She jumped in, and the next second drew out another knife, aimed at the evil spirit who dared to step into the formation, and chopped it down head-on!

The Sign of Arden is also one of the spellcasting abilities of "White Wolf" Geralt. Its function is to create a magic trap that lasts for 60 seconds. All enemies who step into the trap will appear in shape and their speed will be greatly reduced.

"Come on." Shibukawa Yoshi shouted in a low voice, "Give me honestly become psionic energy points!"

Before she finished speaking, the two knives in her hand drew a wonderful arc, and the next second, two bright lights of the knives rushed from bottom to top!It crashed straight into the depths of the ceiling above his head before disappearing.

"Second Slash · Climb the Tower!"

The evil ghost who was cut by the climbing tower suddenly split his body to the sides, turning into black smoke and dissipating.

Immediately, a new enemy roared and rushed towards her, but Shibukawa Yao had not had time to take back the two knives at this time, so he simply swelled his arms and sleeves to the extreme in an instant, and took advantage of the situation to draw the words of Hedaoyi and Immortal Cut off in response.

"Two cuts should go upstairs!"

The light of the knife descended from the sky like fangs, and the ghost that was almost able to catch her widened its eyes the size of copper bells, and fell down unwillingly.

——Perfect, it happens that one goes upstairs and the other goes downstairs, brother Sauron will always be your big brother.

However, looking around, the figure of the nameless chef who was kneeling at the desk had been completely overwhelmed by those evil spirits, and he had no idea what was going on there.

But Shibukawa Yao took a deep breath, regardless of whether he passed the test today, let's get the psionic value first!

The white sword in her left hand suddenly stood up to block an attacking claw. At the same time, she turned the knife sideways with her right hand. The blade of the undead knife wrapped in blood-colored cherry blossoms made a piercing cry in the air, like a monster dying before preying on its prey. Take a little breath.

Two chop · flash!

The blade slashed a skinny evil spirit who wanted to hide his body but was forced to be exposed under the magic trap. The bloody sword was fleeting on its neck, without a trace of fireworks.

In fact, at this time, the hands of the middle-aged chef handling the ingredients were a little trembling.After all, not everyone can maintain complete composure when they see the army of ghosts descending.

But today's new challenger gave him the courage to finish the cooking.

When dealing with cooking in the past, those challengers all died of exhaustion in the middle, which caused these terrifying hell ghosts to swarm up and devour him.

That kind of pain, that kind of disappointment and pain that cannot be described in words...

But... But no matter how many times he comes, the chef himself wants to make the most perfect fugu sashimi dish!

For guests, for yourself, for...that person.

Hearing the sound of cut flesh and the angry roar of the evil spirits, the man's hands trembled even more.

No, I can't handle this kind of extremely dangerous cooking well with myself like this.

He simply put down the knife, raised his head and stared blankly at the ceiling.

This man used to be a country chef, but he has also traveled all over the world and tasted countless delicacies, but in the end he is still best at the puffer fish dishes from small to large.

Fugu is highly poisonous, 1000 times more toxic than potassium cyanide. In Japan, only professionally trained and assessed chefs are qualified to cook this food for guests.At the same time, they have to eat the puffer fish sashimi they have made first in front of the guests to prove that the food is safe and non-toxic.

The chef doesn't know what kind of fugu will be used in cooking in other places, but in Kyushu, in Yahara's hometown, he will always use the "red star" variety from his hometown.The reason is simple, this is a brand-new puffer fish breed cultivated by his father for the local aquaculture industry when he was still alive, with more violent toxins and deadlier...delicacy.

When he thought of his father, he also thought of another person. The corner of the middle-aged chef's mouth slowly curled up.

I miss them so much.

I love them so much.

I really want to... invite you to eat my cooking again.

——As if I wanted to treat the child in front of me to a meal I cooked.

This time, when he lowered his head again, his hands were no longer trembling.

He calmly picked up the kitchen knife again, killed the fish, let the blood out, disposed of the poison sac, cut off the transverse bone, scraped off the internal organs, sliced ​​them, and arranged them on a plate.

When he placed the last piece of snow-white fish that was as thin as a cicada's wing intact on the ice tray, the last cry of pain in front of him also stopped abruptly by a very coincidence.

The middle-aged chef raised his head, and the girl who was covered in blood and could barely see the color of her original clothes was holding two knives and standing there panting heavily.

"The fugu cooking is over, please taste it, guest."

He waited for several seconds before he heard the other party say "yes" exhaustedly, and then walked over with his limping left leg.There was a bloodstain on the floor she passed, and it was unknown whether it was her or the ghosts.

Shibukawa Yo, who was covered in scars, put away the two knives and put them by his side, sat down, picked up the chopsticks and admired the exquisite shape of the plate for a while, then picked up a piece of fugu sashimi, dipped it in soy sauce and wasabi, and put it in his mouth.

At that moment, the girl became unconscious. She seemed to be in the cool stream of Yayuan Mountain, surrounded by lush forests, and the sun was shining down gently from the top of her head.

She is bathed in a large area of ​​sunshine and clear spring water, happily like a carefree little fish.

The gentle and comfortable feeling is like returning home, which makes people feel refreshed.

"good to eat."

Shibukawa Yo came back to his senses, and looked into the smiling eyes of the chef.This time she didn't hide Qingming again, but reached out to pull him out of the hood and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

"Eh? There's another little guest?" The chef was taken aback, "If necessary, I'll add more dishes and chopsticks for you."

"..." Qingming looked at the girl eating there with an unbelievable expression, as if an old father found out that his stupid child dared to order takeaway home to eat in front of his face - he finally gritted his teeth.

"Excuse me."

"You're welcome, little guest."

So Seimei also fell into that dreamlike feeling of happiness. This is a wonderful story jointly created by the ultimate delicacy and the deepest feelings of the cook.

Such a meal after a brutal and bloody battle with evil spirits is really soothing to the heart and stomach.

The last two guests didn't show any abnormality or poisoning until they ate the whole plate of sashimi, but Shibukawa Yao was surprised to find that all the injuries on his body had healed, and even the exhausted energy and spirit had recovered to seven or eighty-eight.

"Oh... your meal..."

The chef smiled modestly: "It's not worth mentioning."

He stretched out his hand, took the stamp card from the girl, and stamped a second red stamp on her.

"Guest, can I ask you a question at the end."

"Of course, please tell me, chef."

"Is your knife wielding to protect important people?"

Shibukawa Yao pondered for a while, "I want to hear your own opinion, Mr. Chef."

"I'm a chef." The man said with a smile, "My kitchen knife is always for cooking for diners."

"I'm not. While I'm passionate about swinging a knife to protect someone, I'd rather fight against my own destiny."

The wrinkles at the corners of the chef's eyes involuntarily deepened, and for the first time a solemn and respectful look appeared on his face, "That is... a very difficult thing."

Shibukawa Yao explained in a soft tone: "That's right. After experiencing some things, I have deeply realized this."

"But there are some things in the world that some people still have to do even though they know it is very difficult."

"I seem to understand something, but I seem to see something." The middle-aged man looked directly into her dark eyes, as if to see through the light in her heart and soul, "But I can't say. I can only say Remind the guests—since you have chosen this path, don’t give up easily.”

Shibukawa Yao nodded slightly: "Of course."

"Thank you for your kindness... Chef Itakura."

At this moment, the middle-aged man who was sitting upright was shocked: "What are you doing!"

——How did you guess? !

But Shibukawa Yao got up with a smile, and deliberately interrupted the question: "Is the ochazuke you made really bad?"

Chef Itakura stood there for a moment—or, this middle-aged man who had some kind of blood relationship with Itakura Uemura, who graduated from Totsuki Academy in Linmu Village, for a moment, a cry appeared on his weather-beaten face. , and a complicated look like a smile.

"...Yeah, that's my worst home cooking."