Qing Huai brushed the rough book cover with her fingertips, and rubbed a handful of ashes.

Osamu Dazai seemed to realize that the distance was dangerous at this time, so he took a step back to give Qing Huai some space.

Qinghuai stared into his eyes, and asked from the bottom of her heart: "Do you walk without sound?"

Osamu Dazai shrugged, noncommittal.

Qinghuai lowered her head, and the book in her hand was very textured. The book cover seemed to come from some kind of animal skin, tough and thick, and the Japanese title of the book "猟场の生き物ガイド" was written on the cover with hot stamping.

Qinghuai: So the words are written like this...

He slowly opened the first page, and the first thing that caught his eyes was a black and white picture that had faded to the point of being invisible, with a note printed below——

"Chapter 1...red, pig-like...uh, teeth steel-shaped?" Qing Huai stumbled as she read.

Osamu Dazai sighed deeply, took the book and read: "The red dolphins live in the swamp at the entrance of the hunting ground. They look like wild boars. They are named for the red fluff on their bodies. The red dolphins are huge in size, and the weight of adult red dolphins can reach up to It weighs [-] pounds. Its teeth are fine and sharp, and its main attack method is "bite".

Qing Huai pointed to the handwritten notes marked with a red pen beside her, "What about this one?"

"—Although the red dolphin looks ugly and fierce, he is unexpectedly a vegetarian player. He likes to eat berries and fragrant wood the most," Osamu Dazai paused, his tone a little suspicious, "The meat is not fishy, ​​the oil is not greasy, pork belly That part is especially suitable for grilling, with a fruity woody aroma...?"

He turned back a few pages suspiciously, and found that Chapter 1 of this book mainly explained three strange species. In addition to the red porpoise just mentioned, there was also a berry called Moondew and its associated thorny vines.

And without exception, next to these textbook-style explanations are marked with handwritten text with a very different style of painting——

"——Moon Dew is so sour that teeth fall out, and the peeling of the skin makes people's hands very itchy. I suspect that the existence value of this thing is just a joke..."

"—The thorns and vines are more difficult to deal with. Every time you want to go around them to pick up the moon dew, you will be surrounded and suppressed. That posture is like robbing their wives..."

……

What's this?Compendium of Supernatural Creature Cooking?

"Is there any problem?" Qing Huai looked at Osamu Dazai's face that was getting stiff, "Our new task is to find and obtain these three new ingredients in the Dimensional Hunting Ground to make a special signature dish."

He took it for granted that Osamu Dazai was fully aware of the operation rules of the guardian system, but seeing the more confused expression on the other side, a very bad premonition came to his heart——

"Do you... know the rules for us to save the world?" Qing Huai asked.

"Carrying guns and cannons against organizations that want to destroy the world." Osamu Dazai confessed.

Qing Huai shook his head, "Actually, it's about making happy dishes, so as to collect positive emotions that can strengthen the dimension wall." He explained to Osamu Dazai the rules that the system told him at first.

"So you really are a chef."

"Yes."

"Then what about your waist injury?" Osamu Dazai was very sure, "I recognize it, it is very similar to the burn caused by a small bomb/bomb."

"It's just a bomb... a bomb..." Qing Huai paused, and then explained, "Although I don't know if it's a small one, but it's the kind that crackles and crackles during the Chinese New Year and is very festive..."

"……firecracker?"

"Ah, is it called firecrackers?" Qinghuai suddenly realized.

"..."

"So the weapons that the president specially provided, which is equivalent to half of Japan's arsenal, are actually for—" Osamu Dazai pursed his lips and paused every word, "Catch, hunt, animals?"

"It's not an animal." Qing Huai emphasized, "It's a beast produced by the recombination of the overflowing energy after the collapse of the high-dimensional dimension - non-toxic, environmentally friendly and edible."

Qinghuai sent a text message to Saiki Kusuo early, saying that he would be closed tonight.

The profile picture of the coffee pudding on the social software jumped a bit——

Ordinary male high school student: Okay.

Qinghuai thought about it for a while, and then sent it: I will leave a pudding for you, and you can come to the store to eat it tomorrow.

Ordinary male high school student: Thank you boss. [pudding laughs.jpg]

"Why didn't you let that kid come?" Osamu Dazai asked, "He looks very powerful."

Qinghuai said ruthlessly: "Because the izakaya is still in a state of negative profit, and I don't have any extra money to pay for the extra overtime... What's more, in order to protect the mental health and safety of minors, it is better not to touch this kind of thing. good--"

He stared at Osamu Dazai expressionlessly, "The most important thing now is this, you better explain to me why this kind of thing appears in the izakaya?"

The two were standing in the staff dormitory on the second floor of the izakaya, which was Osamu Dazai's room.

The staff dormitory is very simple, with only a bed, a nightstand and a small sofa.Now the bed of the single bed has been completely lifted, and there are three heavy guns of different models, five-handled wooden warehouses, six large magazines of bullets, and a pile of grenades...

Qinghuai looked at the grenade intertwined with Griphook, and felt that it was a miracle that she was safe and sound after sleeping upstairs for two days without being blown into the sky!

"It's just some weapons." Osamu Dazai didn't think there was any problem with it, and said innocently, "Just enough to deal with those beasts."

"I thought you chose this job out of love for peace."

"Loving peace and loving weapons without conflict is a man's romance." Dazai Osamu carefully wiped the barrel of the gun with a cotton cloth, loaded it with an ordinary magazine, and handed it to Qing Huai, "Bo/Letta 92F, made in Italy, The shooting accuracy is extremely high, suitable for novices, give it a try.”

Having been a law-abiding citizen for 20 years, this is the first time Qinghuai has seen a gun. Holding it in his hand is much heavier than imagined, like a solid piece of iron, but when he holds it tightly, it really makes people feel emotional. As expected of a man's romance...

He imitated the appearance in mafia movies, raised the gun with one hand, and put his index finger on the cold trigger, "...so?"

"For the first time, it's best to hold it with both hands—" Osamu Dazai frowned and adjusted Qing Huai's posture.

Qing Huai was studying, when suddenly a warm body was attached to his back, Osamu Dazai wrapped his arms around Qing Huai's shoulders, lifted his left hand, and held it on the right hand holding the gun handle, the right hand was stuck between his fingers , through the gap in the trigger, "Shoulders relaxed, elbows flat, wrists raised—"

The fiery breath passed over the sensitive earlobe of the young man, "Boom."

boom--

The author has something to say: 1) The translator for Japanese, professional players please feel free to correct me.

2) All the "hunting grounds", "prey" and "beasts" involved in this article are fictional, creatures formed after the overflow of dimensional energy, and have nothing to do with real animals.

Remember, protecting animals is everyone's responsibility.Illegal hunting, sitting in prison!

Changed the name of the article~(^^)/■

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