Fuyuki Canteen

Disqualification in the world + lone singer

Fuyuki, Japan is a very magical land.

Although on the surface, there is nothing unusual, even compared to the bustling Tokyo, it can be regarded as a rural place with no distinctive features.

But it was still amazing.

The black-haired youth in the khaki windbreaker twitched his nose that was blocked by jumping into the river.

"I don't know why, but the air here smells so sweet, Kunikida-kun~"

he said briskly.

"Oh, really?"

His partner, Kunikida Doppo, was stunned for a moment when he heard this, stopped, took a deep breath, took a deep breath, and then took a deep breath, "But I didn't smell it... Wait, Dazai, are you kidding me again?"

"It's really gone this time, Kunikida-kun. My nose is very good, especially when I'm hungry."

Lightly denying his partner's questioning, Osamu Dazai stood on the streets of Shinto and looked around.

He glanced thoughtfully at all kinds of shops on the commercial street, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Ah, there."

"Dazai!"

Kunikida didn't pay attention, and the troublemaker around him had already left.

He hurriedly followed, but saw Osamu Dazai coming to a dilapidated store.

"This is……?"

Kunikida Doppo murmured.

Although the storefront in front of me was neat and clean, it looked very shabby for some reason.

On the only brand-new signboard, the words "Homestay" are written in cursive English characters.

what the hell.Isn't this a family restaurant that you can find everywhere.

Combining the name of the shop on the signboard and the faint aroma of food wafting from the shop, Kunikida made an accurate judgment.

"It happened to be hungry." Osamu Dazai beside him said happily, "Kunikida-kun, let's finish lunch here~"

As he spoke, he pushed open the glass shop door and walked in.

Varied--

Well, it's not impossible.

As if bewitched by the strange fragrance leaking from the crack of the door, Kunikida gave in.

Holding the account in hand, he followed in the footsteps of his partner who seemed to be on a whim, and stepped into this small shop called Homestay.

What catches the eye is the unexpected interior decoration, which is much brighter and warmer than the shabby exterior decoration that seems to be old.

The furnishings, green plants and lighting in the store give people a very comfortable and modern feeling. It is somewhat similar to a coffee shop. It can be seen that the owner has a good taste.

...So what's the matter with that shabby appearance?

The owner of the shop, do you have any unspeakable secrets?For example, if you don't have enough money, you can only decorate the interior?

Kunikida felt a little subtle due to the difference in taste between inside and outside, but he didn't take it to heart.

His troublesome partner has already rushed to the bar and asked the boss who was cleaning the glass:

"Boss, boss, do you have any crab dishes?"

"Crab meat dishes..." The owner pondered for a while, "You can make it. What kind do you want?"

It is so deep and magnetic that it can almost be called a sexy male voice.

Through this voice, one can almost imagine the good appearance of the owner of the voice.

"The most delicious one!" Osamu Dazai replied without hesitation, "Let the boss choose—what would Kunikida-kun want?"

"It's up to me to choose, I understand." The white-haired man cast his gaze from the top of Osamu Dazai's head, "Where's the guest?"

"Oh. Oh." Kunikida was immersed in his own thinking world. After being awakened, he quickly glanced at the signboard, collected himself, and then replied, "Omelet rice is fine."

"Understood. Omurice and crab dishes, right?"

After the white-haired youth confirmed, he opened the curtain behind what seemed to be the inner room and walked in.

It should be to process the food.

Kunikida thought about it, watched the white-haired young man disappear, found a table and sat down, looked around at the diners at the other tables, feeling a little complicated for some reason.

The reason why he lost his composure just now is a bit embarrassing to say, but it is because of the appearance and temperament of the shop owner.

It does not conform to the usual impression of ordinary people on restaurant owners, and it is completely different from the imagined middle-aged men or young women.

No, even if compared with ordinary Japanese, this boss does not meet the standards of ordinary people.

He looks like a foreigner with short snow-white hair and brown skin. He has a handsome face, sharp gray pupils, a tall figure, and a fit physique looming under the black shirt. He is not so much a restaurant owner as a bodyguard and A type of mercenary.

And that cold temperament that even the apron can't hide...

It is impossible to imagine him picking up pots and pans.

Do restaurant owners also have this type?

Wouldn't it be a soldier who retired from some battlefield?

The more Kunikida Doppo wanted to save him, the more complicated his mood became.

He looked at the happy appearance of a blond girl at the next table eating happily, and gradually eased his emotions, thinking that it should be a decent restaurant so don't worry too much about it.But listening to the song of martyrdom hummed happily by the opposite partner, I still couldn't bear the irritability of wanting to hit Osamu Dazai on the head.

Hold back, hold back.

You should have gotten used to it, shouldn't you, this guy's sudden behavior.

Kunikida endured it patiently, but he still couldn't hold back the veins popping out on his forehead.

But it's too much to say nothing and be happy on your own, isn't it? !

"Dazai!" Kunikida slapped the table and asked aggressively, "Did you bring me to this store on purpose? What's going on?"

"Ah, I was discovered by Kunikida-kun." The smiling Dazai replied with his legs crossed, "Yes, I did it on purpose."

"why?"

Unexpectedly Osamu Dazai would admit it so neatly, Kunikida couldn't help questioning.

The black-haired young man just smiled subtly, and answered his question in a leisurely manner:

"My netizen recommended this restaurant to me. They said that if they want to eat the food of this restaurant, they must come to Fuyuki."

If you want to eat the food of this restaurant, you must come to Fuyuki.

Kunikida chewed on these words.

The superficial meaning is not incomprehensible.But speaking from Osamu Dazai's expression, I always feel that there is still some meaningful ambiguity.

"Okay, okay." Osamu Dazai, who was paralyzed across the table, had already put on a peaceful expression.He leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and persuaded, "Kunikida-kun, don't think about it. It is said that the food here is delicious, so enjoy the food."

Kunikida looked at him suspiciously, and when he came into contact with his partner's crooked sitting posture, his serious teacher's instinct broke out, and he felt that he couldn't see it.

He looked away twitching from the corners of his eyes, opened his handbook and took out a pen, and began to revise today's planned itinerary that was disrupted by Osamu Dazai.

After a while, his attention was drawn back by the waiter who came to the table.

The blue-haired man in a white shirt and black trousers held a plate and delivered two plates of food to their table, showing his canine teeth with a smile:

"This is the meal you ordered, please take it slowly."

oh.Another unusual looking character.

His long blue hair was tied into a slender braid at the back of his neck, his bright red pupils were different from ordinary people, his silver earrings were hanging down, and his skin color was unique to Caucasians. His figure also looked well-trained.

He was supposed to be a stranger than the store owner, but he couldn't attract Kunikida's attention at this moment.

His whole body and mind have been completely attracted by the dishes on the plate.The omurice that seemed to be shining brightly attracted all of Kunikida's attention.

This is, what a divine aroma...!

When he picked up the spoon and sliced ​​the broken heart, Kunikida only had one emotion in his mind.

As the egg skin was cut open, the aroma gushing out and the flowing golden yellow half-boiled egg liquid completely occupied his field of vision.

This is, what a great judgment...!

A layer of viscous golden egg yolk is attached to the completely split egg skin, which perfectly covers the swollen fried rice underneath.

Carefully dig out the egg skin and egg liquid with a spoon, scoop them up together with the fried rice underneath, and put them in your mouth impatiently.

Oh……!

Can't help but sigh in my heart.

The deliciousness of the mushrooms, the lightness and richness of the olive oil, the softness of the eggs, the sweetness and sourness of the tomatoes, and the unique flavor of the onions are completely bursting on the tip of the tongue.As long as you chew it, you can taste the rice with distinct grains that are tightly combined with the aroma of soy sauce and butter.Eggs, vegetables, and condiments blend together perfectly and harmoniously in this omelet rice with a hearty heart. It doesn't matter if it's too much or too little. It just writes a delicious song that makes the mind gradually distance itself from reality.

Kunikida thought about it for a few seconds, and before he had time to think about the extra, he immediately set the goal for the next spoonful.

He dug towards the vertical axis of the omurice.

If memory serves me, this place should have ketchup.I saw it when I just opened the egg skin.

Sure enough, after digging it down, there was a touch of bright tomato red in the spoon filled with fried rice and eggs.

What would it be like?

With great anticipation, Kunikida put this spoonful of omelet rice into his mouth.

Then, he got a completely different feeling from just now.

The ketchup amplifies the sweet and sour flavor of the sauce in the fried rice.But under that, the fresh aroma of the egg and the taste of the mushroom complement each other, further highlighting it, even if it is not sweet Kunikida, it is completely irresistible.

No wonder.

No wonder Osamu Dazai came to this store.

The owner's culinary skills are really wonderful, forming a strong contrast with the shabby and casual outside.

It appears that the white-haired owner is an amazing chef.

Confessing for a few seconds for doubting the shopkeeper's profession, Kunikida finally remembered the fact that his partner was sitting opposite him with strong respect for the chef who made this plate of omurice.

By the way, did Dazai also order a dish?

For crab meat dishes, I also said that I want the most delicious one, and let the boss choose.

Such a superb cooking boss, what is the most delicious crab dish in my impression?

Thinking of this, Kunikida quickly looked curiously at his partner's plate.

What caught his eyes was a completely different scene from the "crab dish" he had expected.

The author has something to say:

This is a fan food article created to relax from the writing of the drama, I hope everyone will like it.

This chapter is the occasion of Fumino, Kunikida and Dazai.

Liuxin omelet rice is the one that Red A made for Saber in "Today's Meal at Emiya's House".

It is delicious, looks relatively simple but is technically difficult to make~

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[short copy]

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【Long copy】

Luo Ji often wakes up in the middle of the night because of a nightingale whose wing has been broken.

The song of weeping blood came from the abyss, lingering in every part of the past shrouded in mist.

If there is a god in the world,

Why not show grace to her?

The god being questioned was silent.

He gave him miraculous reflections.

Tossing and turning in incredible worlds one after another, he has built countless brilliant legends together with someone.

On an island full of mysterious elves, sea monsters come from the vast deep sea to offer swords, loyalty and love to the Eternal King, which are treasures that can rival the Holy Grail;

Heian-kyo is full of monsters, and the nine-tailed white fox with bright red eyes and tails in kimono, the sound of silk and bamboo in Yoshiwara Hanamachi never stops;

In the 16578th Genesis, the sun fell from the sky, and the devil appeared from the flames and thunder, holding the forbidden fruit to lure the holy and precocious young king...

In countless stories, that person offered his heart with both hands, seeking a sincerity that he could not return.

The terrified liar had to tell seven lies.

I love you, I love you, I love you... I don't love you.