How to return the bandage essence that I accidentally got

After finally comforting Osamu Dazai who was traumatized, the three of them worked for a long time and finally finished a few dishes.

They are the dynamic clear chicken and firm tofu cooked by Osamu Dazai alone, the curry rice and fresh fish soup cooked by Oda, and the rice balls and udon noodles made by Ango Sakaguchi.

Compared with those made by Dazai and Odasaku, Ango Sakaguchi took a look at the onigiri and udon noodles he made, and felt that they were simple, ordinary and very good.

Osamu Dazai took out the wine again and poured everyone a glass.

He watched with bright eyes as Odasaku and Ango put chopsticks on the dynamic stewed chicken, and stared at them blinking, as if expecting their evaluation after tasting.

This vigorous stewed chicken seemed to have no problems at all, both in appearance, color and aroma, so Odasaku and Ango ate it without the slightest hesitation.

Then, they got lost in the horrible smell.

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, and saw that the eyes of the two friends were empty, showing expressions as if they were about to ascend to heaven.

He showed the expression of a cat seeing the dried fish, and immediately picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

When Odasaku and Ango woke up from the terrible smell, both of them felt a sense of dread in their hearts. Fortunately, they didn't eat too much, or they might be sent away at once.

Odasaku was still a little confused, and his facial expression was still blank.

Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses with difficulty, and felt that this was not just a meal, but could be called a biochemical weapon.

They saw Osamu Dazai who was also in a daze, judging from the chopsticks on the table that he had just eaten a piece of vigorous stewed chicken with chopsticks.

"I seem, seem to see colorful jellyfish floating in the sky... Is, is it Huangquan Hirazaka..."

Osamu Dazai's eyes were dull, with an expression of his body being hollowed out.

His body fell limply to the ground, his hands twisted like kelp, as if he had lost his mind.

Odasaku and Ango looked at each other, and looked at the plate of vigorous stewed chicken with lingering fear.

The color and fragrance are complete, the plump chicken, the rich soup and the steaming heat, obviously have an outstanding appearance, but the inside makes people shy away.

Is this the dish made by Dazai?

See, see!

After finally waiting for Osamu Dazai to recover, the eyes of the three of them all fell on the bowl of hard tofu in unison.

Osamu Dazai was about to move, and couldn't help stretching out his claws.

When it was too late, Oda Saku and Sakaguchi Ango each pressed a hand to stop Osamu Dazai from committing suicide.

"It's okay, it's just tofu?"

In the end, Osamu Dazai broke free from the shackles of the two friends, picked up a piece of hard tofu that looked quite normal, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it a few times.

Odasaku and Sakaguchi Yasugo watched as he covered his teeth tearfully.

Osamu Dazai's tone was trembling, and the roots of his teeth could not be lifted softly: "It's hard, it's too hard."

So, the three of them fed the vigorous stewed chicken and hard tofu into the trash can in silence.

Because the curry rice made by Oda was too spicy, and the fresh fish soup also had a strong curry flavor, Osamu Dazai started to tremble after serving the udon noodles cooked by Ango Sakaguchi.

After such a commotion, the atmosphere of the three became more harmonious.

Although Osamu Dazai's two dishes failed, and Odasaku's curry rice and fresh fish soup also challenged the limits of human taste buds, Ango Sakaguchi is still quite reliable, and the rice balls and udon noodles are both filling.

After drinking and eating, Osamu Dazai took out the cookbook from the kitchen without changing his mind, and studied it intently.

Ango Sakaguchi looked at him in disbelief, and sincerely mourned in silence for the lady who might taste this "delicious" in the future.

I thought that the lady who declined Dazai because of her age was already very unlucky, but I didn't expect Dazai's culinary skills to be so shocking.

Point the wax for the kind lady.

"How do you say, didn't you get rejected by that lady?" Seeing Dazai's expression of wanting to go to the kitchen to cause trouble again, Sakaguchi Ango couldn't help being a little puzzled, "Could it be that he wants to use his cooking skills to please the other party?"

Come on, that lady is pitiful enough, stop persecuting her.

Osamu Dazai curled his lips, denying Ango Sakaguchi's statement: "It wasn't rejected, she just didn't agree immediately."

Ango Sakaguchi understood, and the expression on his face was a little mysterious.

"The reason is that you are underage?"

Osamu Dazai, a quasi-manager of the port mafia and one of the two blacks, was rejected because he was underage.

This matter... why is it so funny?

Hearing these words, Dazai Osamu was a little sluggish, and rarely showed a look of not knowing what to do, and simply put on an expression that he didn't want to talk to you.

It was Odasaku who took up the conversation.

"Well, according to Dazai, the other party has been taking good care of him in life. He obviously likes him, but because Dazai is not old enough, he temporarily rejected him."

Hearing this, Ango Sakaguchi shook his head, feeling sorry that such a gentle lady fell in love with Dazai.

Although he is also happy to see someone who can take care of Dazai.

"As for the reason why Dazai cooks, it should be because he wants the lady to taste the food he cooked?"

Odasaku poured a glass of wine and spoke his guess.

Osamu Dazai, whose purpose was pointed out, turned his head, looked at the sky and the earth but did not look at the two friends, with an expression of being poked at the center and pretending not to care.

The two friends held back their laughter, but thoughtfully skipped the subject.

They chatted about some interesting and miraculous things recently, such as the Tokyo Tower being shot, tourists are keen to take photos with the Hong Kong and Black Headquarters, and some people are keen to post small advertisements on telephone poles late at night.

Hearing that the topic of discussion completely bypassed his own cooking skills, Osamu Dazai couldn't help raising his head, interjecting into the conversation, pretending that nothing happened just now.

After a few glasses of wine, the topic of chatting became crooked.

It was obviously a daily comedy style just now, but in a blink of an eye it became a scene of social animal slaughter.

Ango Sakaguchi vomited bitterly.

"Not only did they send me abroad on business trips, but they didn't even reimburse me for the travel expenses. After I returned home, I was on 007's shift every day."

Classmate Dazai expressed his deep understanding and sympathy for the same disease. He said with a disgruntled expression, "It's disgusting. Not only does it employ child labor, but Mr. Mori even threatened not to pay me. It's so scumbag, so scumbag."

After hearing their complaints, Oda Saku also lamented belatedly.

"Speaking of which, the number of tasks has indeed increased recently, and the salary has not changed much."

With the approval of Oda Saku, Osamu Dazai became energetic and exposed Mori Ogai's ugly face.

"Obviously I often skip work to play cross-dressing games with loli, but I still ask me not to fish and report, rubbish lolicon is really double standards."

Although everyone is pretty much the same, and no one is much better than the other, but let's say, if a student smears a teacher, can that be called smearing? It's called exposing the truth.

Ah bah, who is that student of Lolicon, he is not.

Listening to Dazai's description, Odasaku nodded, and had a new understanding of Mori Ogai, his immediate boss.

Ah, that sounds kind of bad.

Lolicon or something, it sounds like you want someone to call the police.

The author has something to say: Dazai's cooking skills (hesitant to speak)

Fengxin should be lucky enough to taste it in the future

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