Kneeling and begging to live past the age of 18

After the two wet people changed into their clothes and cleaned themselves up, the three sat on chairs in a certain room, looking as if they were about to have a long talk.

However, there were still two steaming bowls of...ginger soup on the table surrounded by the three of them.

Mori Ogai's smile stiffened unexpectedly.

"Xi-chan, I think I'm fine!"

His eyes moved from the seemingly normal ginger soup on the table to Miki Nozomi on the right, his lips curled up, and his voice was sincere.

"You see, I just saved Dazai-kun. Even if my clothes got wet, I didn't get wet. Instead, it was Dazai-kun."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pushed his portion of ginger soup on the table to Osamu Dazai opposite, with a caring expression on his face, but in fact it was sinister.

"Mr. Dazai is so thin, he looks unhealthy at first sight, just drink one more bowl."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Wrong, so wrong!

Looking around at Mori Ogai, Miki Nozomi and the ginger soup in front of him, Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly as he stared at the pale yellow ginger soup with a pungent smell in the porcelain bowl with cute cat patterns.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with the color and smell, but Mori Ogai can never be afraid of this kind of thing, so... huh.

Osamu Dazai felt that he had guessed the truth.

Is it really a taste?

But it doesn’t make sense, normally speaking, it’s impossible for a little girl like Miki Nozomi to put anything strange in ginger soup, and it’s impossible for ginger soup, a thing that can be cooked by just throwing ginger into a pot, to be so strange Where are you going?

Although he thought so, seeing Mori Ogai's refusal, Osamu Dazai decided to take it seriously.

Even if you can't escape, you will never let the other party succeed!

"Doctor Sen, you've worked hard to 'save' me."

With hypocritical words in his mouth, Osamu Dazai raised his hand and pushed back the bowl that Mori Ogai had just pushed over.

"So it's better to have a bowl of ginger soup per person."

Rarely, he pulled the corners of his lips to show a stiff smile, and said polite words that disgusted him.

"Otherwise, if Dr. Sen catches a cold, it will be a big sin for me."

"No, no, you don't have to be so polite, Dazai-kun."

He returned the ginger soup back with a smile, and what Mori Ogai said was well-founded.

"After all, children are no better than adults, and their immunity is also weaker. This ginger soup is better for Dazai-kun."

"Just because you are an adult, you have to pay more attention."

Dazai's voice was full of meaning.

"After all, Dr. Sen has to 'work hard' every day, and it is easy to get sick from overwork."

"As a doctor, I will still pay attention to such trivial matters, so Dazai-kun don't need to be embarrassed."

The dark purple eyes collided with the iris-colored ones, and the bowl of ginger soup in the middle was pushed from one end to the other by two people, and then from the other end to this end. The scene was very similar to "Kong Rong Rang Li" (? ), but extremely strange.

"Just drink it obediently."

"No, it's Dr. Sen who should drink."

"Children must be obedient and obedient."

"It's better for Dr. Sen to take a rest for such things as the body."

……

"boom--"

The sound of hands touching the table was not loud but very clear, Miki Nozomi stood up abruptly, turned her head and left the room without saying a word.

"Huh? Dr. Sen, you see that you drove Axi away in anger."

Not at all worried, Osamu Dazai casually leaned back in his chair, his voice full of gloating.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the specially cooked ginger soup is so disgusting, I would be disappointed if it was it."

It doesn't, but that doesn't stop me from saying it.

Mori Ogai: "..."

That's what I said, but this ginger soup... this ginger soup...

Unable to bear it, Mori Ogai recalled what Nozomi Miki had made after cooking for the first time.

It looked so normal that it couldn't be more normal, and even made people move their index fingers, but once he entered it, he almost thought he saw the white light of heaven.

That was no ordinary meal at all!That's already at the level of a biological weapon! ! !

Since that time, he never dared to let Xijiang cook.Of course, he also reflected on it afterwards. He used to think that Xijiang was simply not suitable for the kitchen, but he realized it later when he knew....

Because all food has that feeling in her opinion, so she just made something based on her own feeling.

It's like this every day, living a life that is worse than not knowing the taste, but not showing any flaws makes people worry, his Xijiang really makes people have to feel distressed and have to love.

"Doctor Sen."

The sudden ministry interrupted Mori Ogai's recollection, he turned his head, and saw Dazai Osamu across the table looking at him, there was even a trace of contempt in his iris eyes.

"Can you please stop showing such a girlish expression?"

Mori Ogai:? ? ?

The girl Huaichun is a ghost!

Before Mori Ogai could refute, footsteps sounded at the door again, and the little girl who had just left came back into the room with a bowl in her hand.

She put the bowl on the table, pointed to the bowl, and spoke to the two of them.

"Now, this ginger soup, have you seen it?"

It was exactly the same as the two bowls on the table, but the portion was slightly smaller than those two bowls, but it was still half the bowl, and there was still a faint white steam floating.

Mori Ogai:?

Osamu Dazai:?

In the next second, the two saw Miki Nozomi pick up the bowl, point it directly at themselves, and started pouring ginger soup with a gurgle.

"Wait! Xi-chan stop! No! Stop talking!!!"

Without further ado, he quickly pressed Miki Nozomi and the bowl, and Mori Ogai quickly grabbed the ginger soup that had been drunk several times, and put it back on the table.

"I know, I know, I'll drink it, Xi-chan, don't force yourself to drink ginger soup if you haven't touched the water."

"...If you didn't push me back and forth?"

After returning to the chair, Miki Nozomi, who still didn't continue to drink after all, wiped her mouth, skillfully suppressed the nausea rising from her body, and smiled.

"Okay, I've done a demonstration for you, Dr. Mori and Dazai should know what to do next, right?"

"I know, I'll drink it!"

The previous resistance was completely gone, or it could be said that Nozomi's actions directly shocked Mori Ogai. He directly picked up the bowl that he and Osamu Dazai were pushing back and forth just now, and he just got stuffy while holding his breath.

"Boom-"

The sound of the porcelain bowl being placed on the table sounded, and Mori Ogai's body had completely froze, and his dark purple eyes had completely lost focus. He kept putting down the bowl, motionless.

"Doctor Sen, this is..."

Osamu Dazai was shocked. He looked down at the light yellow ginger soup in his bowl. At that moment, he felt that what he saw was not ginger soup, but the legendary Meng Po soup!

"it's okay no problem."

Miki Nozomi, who has seen this kind of scene too much, waved her hand, smiling to appease.

"He just got lost in the taste of ginger soup. After all, ginger soup, you know, doesn't taste much better."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Is this simply lost?Mori Ogai is a murderous old fox!How could ordinary ginger soup make him lost! ! !

Swallowing with difficulty, Osamu Dazai felt that it was best to avoid this unknown liquid called ginger soup, which he actually didn't know what it was.

"I think……"

"No, you don't think so."

Pushing the ginger soup in front of Dazai Osamu again, Miki Nozomi's voice was brisk.

"Drink it quickly, Dazai, it won't be good if it gets cold, but it doesn't matter if you spill it."

As she spoke, she showed a meaningful smile.

"There's still half a pot in the kitchen."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Why do you have to cook half a pot of ginger soup? ? !

After recovering from the illusory white light, Mori Ogai's vision gradually became clear. He took a deep breath, moved his stiff body, and looked around again.

The first thing that came into view was Osamu Dazai's eyes that were also out of focus. The other person's body was tense, as stiff as a stone.

"Xi-chan, how long has Dazai-kun been drinking?"

"One minute, I guess it will slow down after a while."

Not feeling anything wrong with her "dark cooking" at all, Miki Nozomi squinted her eyes in satisfaction, with a hint of satisfaction between her brows.

Even if it is dark food, as long as it is made and eaten by others, it is very, very pleasant~

super happy~

"Xi-chan likes to cook?"

Couldn't help but raised his hand and stroked Miki Nozomi's hair a few times like a cat, Mori Ogai smiled helplessly, but said a bit of domineering words in his mouth.

"But with me here, Xijiang is destined to eat the food I cook all the time."

"Just a little hobby."

With one hand resting on his face, Nozomi Miki shifted his gaze from Osamu Dazai to Mori Ogai, tilted his head and blinked.

"Of course, Dr. Sen, you did a pretty good job."

Although I can't eat it, the plate looks pleasing to the eye, and it is probably really delicious.

Well, it’s just that you can’t taste it yourself.

Thinking of this in her heart, Miki Nozomi sighed in her heart and cheered up again.

"My words, as long as I do more, maybe I can make it delicious at any time."

Mori Ogai: "..."

Looking down at the remnant ginger soup that had made him hallucinate before, Mori Ogai was silent for a while, but still didn't say anything to refute.

My child's small hobbies, of course... support!

Well, support!

stand by.

support……

No, forget it.

Or...see if Xi-chan has any other hobbies?

"Well……"

A slight voice sounded, and Osamu Dazai's thoughts gradually returned. He covered his forehead with one hand and muttered to himself.

"Just now... I seem to have seen heaven, a lot of little stars, and angels flying around. Why are there angels and not death? Shouldn't Japan be hell? Could it be linked with European heaven?"

"Dazai-kun?"

Mori Ogai waved his hand in front of Osamu Dazai, and smiled.

"Dazai-kun should have recovered, right?"

"Ah... have you recovered?"

Osamu Dazai put down his hand, his kite-colored eyes glanced blankly at Mori Ogai, and then immediately turned to Nozomi Miki on his left, with a solemn expression.

"Ashi!"

He leaned over, his face was full of sincerity, and even those dull eyes even had a little light on them.

"Please teach me your culinary skills that can go straight to heaven!"

Miki Nozomi:? ? ?

Straight to heaven?Why didn't I feel it when I drank it?

Stretching out his hand to pinch Osamu Dazai's collar and dragging him back to the chair, Mori Ogai twitched the corners of his mouth in a painful voice.

"No, Dazai-kun, you don't want to."

One is enough for a kitchen killer dark cook like Xijiang!What about Dazai-kun's difficult upgrade? ? ?

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