"It's really lively..." Because there was nothing to do, Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara went directly to the venue.

Although this event is not as grand as the school festival, it is still very formal.

Some of the students chosen to set up the venue are setting up tables to display the dishes and tools to be used later in the competition.

"It's not time yet, let's go to the side and wait for a while," Osamu Dazai pointed to the stand next to him.

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"Chuya, lend me your phone." As soon as the two of them sat down, Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand to Chuya Nakahara.

"Why?" Osamu Dazai would make people worry no matter what he did.

"I need to find out how to make sushi," Osamu Dazai confessed, with an elegant smile on his face, and the words that could make people spit out blood, "Although I decided to make sushi, unfortunately I don't know how to do it at all .”

Nakahara Chuya: With a teacher like you, your students are really out of luck.

He handed over the phone in an extremely speechless manner, and began to think about why he would agree to participate in such a meaningless activity.

"Don't you need to go to the hospital for treatment of your injury?" Nakahara Chuya suddenly remembered that Osamu Dazai was seriously injured before, but the other party didn't show any discomfort along the way, so he forgot about it .

"It's okay," Osamu Dazai replied casually, looking at the phone screen intently.

"..." Seeing that the other party was so indifferent, a strange emotion suddenly rose in Zhongyuan Zhongye's heart.It was the same when he had a fever before. What happened to him originally, but he was more indifferent than anyone else.

——No, this cannot be said to be indifferent.Indifference is not an exaggeration.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also suddenly a little irritable, but other than that, it was more of an indescribable feeling that was close to anger.

What happened to Osamu Dazai should have nothing to do with him.Anyway, the two of them didn't like each other, and with Osamu Dazai's defection, they are not even partners now.

He suppressed the churning emotions in his heart, turned his head, just in time to see Dazai Osamu's serious side face.

The other party was holding the phone, and a pair of iris-colored eyes focused on the tutorial on it.

The dark brown curly hair made the pale skin more clear due to illness. Osamu Dazai lowered his head, and this action made the collar of his shirt slip down a little, exposing his bandaged neck.

Even after seeing it thousands of times, Nakahara still has to admit that Dazai Osamu did have a very confusing face.With this face, no matter how bad his acting skills are, others will not hesitate to believe the affection in his eyes.

"Chuya," Dazai Osamu was still looking down at the phone, "What do you think... what if you mix some coffee with the sushi?"

Nakahara Chuya thought he was going to say something important, but found that the other party was still in that unruly manner. After sighing that he really couldn't have any expectations of Osamu Dazai, he replied angrily: "Yes, if If you want to be at the bottom of your class."

"Forget it then," Osamu Dazai regretted.

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The event starts with a 20-minute countdown.

Although when mentioning Teiko Middle School, people's first impression is that it is a giant famous for basketball, but in fact, it also lives up to the name of a giant in other aspects.

At least from the layout of the venue to the preparation of ingredients, everything is well prepared.

Osamu Dazai lifted the lid of the thermos bucket, and there was already cooked rice in it. It should be considered that it is used to make sushi, and the school specially used the thermos bucket to store it. He smiled and said to Komaeda Nagito: "Prepare If you don’t do it well, you’ll be sorry for the school’s kindness.”

"Yes," Nagito Komaeda was studying the condiments on the table, and after hearing what he said, he replied, "But I'm not very good at making sushi, so I have to ask you more this time, Sensei." His There was light in his eyes.

The system just wants to say something.You would expect something from someone like Osamu Dazai who only remembered to watch the strategy an hour before the game.But at the same time, it thought of Komaeda Nagito's dark history of using lard and sugar to make milkshakes, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the stomachs of those reviewers.

――I hope they won't cast a shadow on sushi from now on.

"Did Komaeda-kun's family not come?" Osamu Dazai asked.

This event is open to people outside the school, so many of the people who came were the parents of the students. Tasting food was the second priority. The most important thing was to see the situation of the students and teachers. It was also an alternative parent meeting.

Nagito Komaeda replied, "My parents died a long time ago, so no one came this time."

"...Sorry," because Komaeda Nagito is no longer in the world of Danganronpa, so Dazai Osamu did not expect that the other party's parents were killed here as well as there.

"Teacher, there is no need to apologize," Komaeda Nagito shook his head, with a smile on his lips, "It's better to say that I'm lucky. I was on the same plane, but I was safe."

"Komaeda-kun is very gentle," Dazai Osamu looked at him.

Komaeda Nagito was a little surprised: "Why does the teacher think so? Using this kind of words to describe people like me... really..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was attracted by a louder voice.

"Teachers and students participating in the competition, the competition begins now," the host standing in front of the judges' platform held a microphone in his hand, "Please make your own special dishes with your heart. We will evaluate each class later to determine the final ranking. "

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