Natsume's Little Mister

In the dead of night, fireflies are flying.

After a long day of exhaustion, Xia Mu looked a little tired.

Zhou Fangzun stood by his side, calm and lazy like an insurmountable mountain. He had just experienced a "small fight", and his fingertips seemed to still be burning with a trace of gunpowder smoke.

At this time, a cool wind blows, and the air is filled with the smell of barbecue.

Looking far away, there is a faint flickering fire in the distance, and it seems that you can hear the sound of talking, laughing and burning wood.

"Eh? Is someone grilling?" Atsushi Nakajima asked curiously.

While talking, his stomach made a "gurgling" sound at the right time. It was when he was growing up, and he couldn't hold back the smell.

Xia Mu stretched her brows and asked with a smile, "Are you hungry?"

Atsushi Nakajima scratched his head in embarrassment, and there was a hint of embarrassment in his purple-gold eyes.

"I happen to be a little hungry too, why don't we go and have a look together?" Natsume put Mr. Cat on the ground and suggested with a smile.

A look of anticipation welled up in Atsushi Nakajima's eyes.

"Well, I still can't go."

Knotaba Yuhito hesitated and made a sound.

The activities on campus are generally students and teachers, he is not easy to show his face, for fear of being recognized by others, which exposed the arrangement of Mr. Gojo Satoru.

Atsushi Nakajima slapped his head, remembering this incident.

"Then what to do?" he asked.

"Let's go and see the situation first. If it's convenient, I'll call you over. If it's not convenient, let A-Dun bring you a supper. How about it?"

Natsume glanced at Atsushi Nakajima's growling stomach, and said after some consideration.

I don't know what kind of evil Gojo Satoru is, so he arranges the two tigers to live together.

Hearing the words, Yu Zhang Youroto nodded quickly, and then found a direction to hide.

In the northwest corner of the accommodation area, under a red maple.

Gojo Satoru was sitting cross-legged with a red-haired uncle. Between them was a bonfire with a barbecue grill built on a rough wooden frame.

The natural pine wood makes a "crackling" sound under the flame, and the tongue of fire licks the fresh fungus and large pieces of pork belly above it, and the soft fat melts due to the high temperature, and falls on the pine wood with a burnt aroma.

The freshness of mushrooms, the aroma of meat and the mellowness of pine wood are mixed together, making the mouth full of saliva.

The red-haired uncle turned the meat skewers on the campfire and sprinkled spicy seasonings on them casually.

There was already a pile of beer cans piled up beside the two of them.

There was a hint of drunkenness on Gojo Satoru's white face, obviously he had drunk a lot.

When Natsume came over, he heard footsteps, Gojo Gojo looked over, and greeted Natsume slightly drunk, but stopped when he saw Zhou Fangzun.

The strongest conjurer and the red king, who represents the power of destruction, seemed like a king seeing a king, and the air suddenly froze.

His Excellency the Red King just stood lazily, but it was like a sword and red flame that cut through everything in the world.

The stronger he is, the more he can feel the terrifying energy repressed in his body, which is an energy that roars and wants to break out of the cage and restraint, and wantonly destroy.

Since the selection of the master of the Red Sword of Damocles, ten masters have been changed in just a few decades.

As we all know, the Red King is short-lived.

And thinking of Zhou Fangzun's already precarious Weitzman deviation value, the drunkenness in Gojo Wu's mind was swept away, observing the Wang's casual eyes, there was a kind of regret for the hero's end.

He sighed in his heart, suppressed his untimely bad mood, patted his side and said:

"Everyone, sit down."

Natsume beckoned Yuzu Yuhito from a distance to come over.

Gojo Satoru said: "Let me introduce to you, this is Kohei Joichiro, the 'Sura' in the culinary world."

The uncle Koheijo Ichiro, whose face was flushed from drinking, waved his hands slowly, and said to them, "What Shura, I'm just a little wandering cook."

Then his eyes fell on several people, his eyes blinked, and in a blink of an eye, he recognized Natsume, and said in surprise:

"Hey, aren't you that kid from Yokohama?" Why did you appear in the Conjuration Academy?Is he a conjurer?

"Mr. Xingping, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Natsume nodded in response, his warm brown eyes were filled with the dancing flames of the bonfire.

"This is my best disciple - Natsume Takashi." Gojo Satoru said proudly.

Kohei Joichiro suddenly realized.

"No wonder you didn't go to Yuanyue, so you are a student of the High School of Conjuration."

He said that Yuanyue Tea Lao Academy was so famous, how could someone give up his invitation, but it turned out that the other party was a person with a high degree of conjuration.

In the other world, because conjurers are fighting on the front line, the status of conjurers is indeed higher.

"No, No, No, Natsume is not a student now, he is a graduate of our Conjuration High School, he is already a super conjurer, the same level as me."

Gojo Satoru stood up, grabbed Natsume's shoulders and pressed him by the campfire, looking smug.

Koichiro Kohei started his career as a cook and is also a magician, so he understands what super means.

"I can't see it! Young man, amazing!" He gave a thumbs up without hesitation, then he raised the beer can and said half drunk, "I toast you!"

Gojo Satoru held him down, "What kind of respect, Natsume is just an adult and doesn't drink alcohol. Fortunately, he is drunk, so don't worry about him."

"I didn't!" Shouted Kohei Joichiro.

However, his subsequent behavior of cooking dark dishes with great interest made people suspicious.

At the lively bonfire party, the fire light illuminated everyone's immature or calm faces.

The fireflies in the distance slowly descend, and a bright moon emerges from the dark clouds.

At Fukuzawa Yukichi's house, Ranpo Edogawa holds a tablet while playing games and eating snacks.

"Nothing will happen to Natsume and Aton, right?" Fukuzawa Yukichi took off his haori and said in a comfortable yukata.

He heard that people from the organization had gone to Tokyo and was a little worried.

"Hey, don't worry, they won't have any problems." Luanbu pouted.

I thought in my heart: whoever goes will be unlucky.

In the early morning, people who had eaten and drank enough and made a fuss all night fell into a deep sleep.

Natsume was lying on the soft bed, the phone vibrated on the side of the pillow, he pressed the alarm clock, and crawled out of the bed.

A soft sky blue pajamas made his face look more youthful and soft.

"Natsu?" Teacher Cat rolled off Natsume's quilt and yawned.

Natsume rubbed his soft belly, thinking about what happened tonight, before leaving, he picked it up and took it away with him.

In the next room, Zhou Fangzun woke up from the nightmare and frowned sharply when he heard the movement next door.

Natsume walked through the quiet corridor, and the quiet and silent corridor was dark, as if something terrifying was watching in the dark.

Only the sound of Natsume's footsteps spread further and further away.

Soon, he came to a hidden underground base.

Open the door, bright and bright.

In the base, Xinghei Chengichiro, Ieru Nitiko, and Gojo Satoru have already started.

Uncle Xingping, who was drunk not long ago, did not have a trace of drunkenness on his face at the moment.

Standing in front of the cooking table with a serious face, his hands moved smoothly and quickly across the chopping board. His hands seemed to be carving knives, carving art.

The air is filled with the sweetness of strawberries and cream. In the oven, the golden cake embryos have risen, and there are various strawberry-themed desserts on the table.

Golden crispy strawberry pie, soft strawberry pudding, strawberry muffin, matcha strawberry mousse, strawberry puff, strawberry milkshake...

Mr. Cat, who was still sleepy, opened his eyes in an instant, jumped out of Natsume's arms, lay his chubby body on the chair, with his front paws resting on the dining table, his face drooling.

Homecoming Glass is experimenting one by one on the sidelines, and many have been recorded in the notebook at hand.

Seeing Natsume coming, he glanced at him and nodded in greeting.

Gojo Satoru walked to Natsume from the inside, and took a strawberry pie as he passed by the table.

Inside the crispy shell is soft, glutinous flesh. I don’t know how Koheijo Ichiro handles it. The flesh inside does not have the strange rotten smell after the fruit is fully ripe, but only fresh sour and sweet, which just rightly neutralizes the greasy shell, making it more delicious. People want to eat after eating one.

"How?" Natsume asked.

Gojo Satoru put away the satisfied expression on his face.

"Indeed, as Glass said, exquisite cooking skills can increase the effect of 'treasures', up to three times for the time being."

Natsume nodded, then walked to Koichiro Kohei, rolled up his cuffs, put on an apron, and said, "I'll try it too."

He had a feeling that he could improve more than three times, not in cooking, but in other things.

Kohei Joichiro was in a culinary aura, seeing Natsume's complexion was also light.

Natsume quickly started his actions.

He didn't do any elaborate cooking either, he just made some strawberry pancakes.

The pliable skin is covered with mellow whipped cream and small pieces of strawberries, which may seem ordinary.

It's just that when they were finished, when they each picked up a little to taste, the smiles on their faces sank and were replaced by surprise.

"How could this be?" Jia Ruozi couldn't figure it out.

The seemingly ordinary strawberry halberd, but the energy contained in it has increased by nine times, which is three times higher than that of Koichiro Kohei.

"What high-end ingredients did you add?" The professional Kohei Joichiro asked after thinking about it.

Then he shook his head and said in denial, "No, I didn't see anything special you added."

A trace of hesitation flashed across Natsume's face.

"Maybe there is, you just can't see it."

"I can't see? What is it?"

One of the most attractive things for a chef is the ingredients.

There are so many things that a novel ingredient can do, and it can even make the chef who discovered the new ingredient famous in history.

Kohei Joichiro stared at Natsume with burning eyes.

Natsume washed his hands and did not rush to answer, but picked up a piece of halberd and tasted it.

As soon as he entered, he felt the surging energy inside, and a flash of clarity flashed in his eyes.

"It's light veins and spiritual power." He said to Kohei Joichiro.

"What?" Xinghei Joichiro felt that he had an auditory hallucination.

On the other hand, Wujo Wu suddenly realized.

He explained: "Light pulse is a river of vitality flowing in the world, only special people can see it, and spiritual power is a unique power for people with the talent to eliminate demon masters."

It's all unexplainable things.

Kohei Joichiro understood.

If this is the case, then it's no wonder that Natsume can make dishes with more energy than him.

"If your cooking level is stronger, there will be more energy in it." He sighed.

Xing Heijo Ichiro regretted that Natsume did not study cooking. If Natsume could concentrate on learning cooking, one day, he would definitely be able to reach the top of the world's top culinary throne.

Natsume shook his head when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "There is a specialization in art, and I can only be regarded as an amateur."

Looking at his clear smile, Xing Heijo Ichiro felt in a trance: Yes, the other party is a super magician, and he has reached the top in the world of magic.

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