On the Feasibility of Chefs Saving the World

Although Osamu Dazai loves to make jokes, he always has the sensitivity of a wolfdog in certain things.

When the waiter reminded that the last meal, the salmon love roll made by the chef himself, was about to be served, Qing Huai could clearly smell a sweet and greasy smell wafting in the air.

Stronger and more uncomfortable than before.

Qing Huai pulled the mask over the bridge of his nose, and to ordinary people it smelled only slightly strong, but to him it was very pungent.

"Cough cough, cough cough..."

As if a firewood had been burned in his lungs, he covered his mouth and coughed uncomfortably, with only one thought in his mind——

Do not allow large quantities of ovoids to flow into the general population!

A soft cotton handkerchief covered the young man's face, and the light lemon soap scent instantly filtered out the pungent aroma, allowing Qing Huai to relax slightly.

Qinghuai covered the handkerchief, revealing a pair of dark pupils, the corners of the eyes were red, and even a few drops of physiological tears hung on the eyelashes, drooping into a few wet strands, which looked extraordinarily slender and thick.

Osamu Dazai got up, "I'm going to the back kitchen, you stay here."

"What are you going to do?" His voice was nasal.

"Of course it is," the man smiled, "Let's go sabotage!"

"This is our back kitchen, which is mainly divided into three areas: cold food area, hot food area and dessert area. Each area has a dedicated chef in charge, and Master Wutong—ah, that is, our chef, is mainly in charge of The signature dish of the restaurant." The lady receptionist was wearing a yukata with Tsukimi Yamakata, her long hair was tied into a bun with a moonstone hairpin and hung behind her head, she showed a kind and standard smile——

"All cooking tables have been double-sterilized by high temperature and alcohol, and we have paved food-grade environmental protection film on the cooking tables in the dessert area and cold food area, which are replaced every half an hour, and the hygiene and safety are fully up to standard."

Taking advantage of the time when the receptionist lady carried her back to lead the way, Yuzu Yuhito turned his head and poked Fu Heihui beside him, and whispered, "What should we do now?"

Fu Heihui spread his hands, "Find the curse spirit first."

"But do you really want to do that kind of thing?" Hirohito Katsuobu frowned, struggling, "Just in front of such a big crowd?"

"Of course I'm going to do it." It was Kizaki Yamei who answered, she squeezed the nails hidden in the skirt, "It's not good for girls to do this kind of thing."

Fu Heihui: "Keep your voice down, she heard it."

The receptionist lady turned her head, still with a programmed smile on her face, "What are you guys talking about? Do you need me to introduce you?"

Knotaba Yuhito shook his head immediately, and smiled awkwardly, "No, no..." At this moment, Kizaki Yarose suddenly poked his waist, and the boy paused, "Ah, that, we want to watch the cooking process, can we? "

"Of course that's fine." The receptionist lady smiled, "Please come with me—"

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, and Fu Heihui gave a thumbs up to Yu Zhang Youren.

The back kitchen is a U-shaped layout, surrounded by visitors, passing through the dessert area, hot food area and cold food area successively. The three-person team of high school and junior college perform their respective duties, carefully feeling the fluctuation of the mantra in the air.

[It is an extremely weak curse spirit, its curse power is close to zero, and the level of this curse is equivalent to a small complaint from a human being. 】

In Wujo Wu's mouth, the magic power of that kind of thing is very little, and one must be very careful to discover it.

At this time, the three of them suddenly became envious of Teacher Wutiao's six eyes. That thing is like an infrared detector, and it can be located by just scanning it——

"But why didn't he come by himself?" Rose Nagasaki asked from the bottom of her heart.

"Because he said he has more important things to do."

"..." I don't believe it at all.

In fact, the three of them didn't know until now why Gojo Satoru asked them to look for that kind of curse spirit, which was obviously something that could be easily wiped out, even ordinary people with a little magic power could crush it with their fingers.

Neither the dessert area nor the hot meal area had any sense of magic power. The three of them looked around while responding to the enthusiastic introduction from the hostess.

"I seem to have seen—" Yuzu Yuhito's brown eyes lit up, and he looked towards the cold food area in front of him.

On the cooking table in the cold food area, the first batch of salmon love rolls is about to be completed, and the chef is using a flame torch to roast the fat on the back of the salmon.

The receptionist followed the eyes of the three of them, "Ah, that's our chef, Master Yuejianshan Wutong, a very famous and talented chef in the Yuejianshan family!"

Katsuobu Youruhito gave a rare perfunctory hum, and subconsciously looked at his companion beside him.

The spell power he sensed did not come from the tiny spell spirit that Mr. Wujo said, but the dark lizard lying on the shoulder of the chef named Yuejianshan Wutong...

The three of them looked at each other and raised their eyebrows in unison.

There are so many people here, it's really hard to deal with.

And Gojo Satoru had told them before coming——

[Just deal with the kind of curse spirit I mentioned, and make sure not to let it flow into the general population... As for the others, it doesn't matter. 】

Nagasaki Yaqiangwei decided, "Do as Teacher Wujo said." Although this adult is very unreliable, there will be no mistakes in key things.

As she approached the cold food area, she suddenly smelled a strange fragrance, stronger than perfume, which reminded her of the bouquet of roses she saw at the door just now.

"Those things..." Fu Heihui took a deep breath next to her ear, "Look at the fish eggs on the scroll—"

The usual salmon hand rolls are topped with a handful of crab roe, and from the looks of it, this restaurant is no exception.

As a conjurer, I am used to being able to see the existence of spell spirits. When this habit is integrated into my daily life, it will correspondingly reduce my own observation sensitivity—and this kind of spell spirit with almost zero spell power just happens to be able to penetrate into it. This loophole, because it is subtle, reduces the sense of existence in the eyes of the conjurer.

Those pink fresh "fish roe" are scattered and dotted on the scroll, shaking slightly, if you don't look for it deliberately, you can't find it at all.

"——Is that the curse spirit with the attack power of N that Mr. Gojo said?" Hiroto Hirohito asked in a low voice.

"How can we get rid of them naturally?" Nagasaki Wild Rose first loosened the nails in her hand, took out these things in the back kitchen, and would be taken away as mentally ill.

Fu Heihui: "Play by ear - hiss!"

Before he finished speaking, a sudden impact rushed behind the black-haired boy, knocking him staggering.Fu Heihui supported the cooking table subconsciously, but before he could react, someone kicked his knee again, his center of gravity tilted, and all the so-called food-grade environmental protection film on the cooking table was pulled off.

...including the Salmon Heart Roll that will be served above.

Fu Heihui: ...

Knotweed Yuren: ...

Nagasaki Wild Rose: ...

——It can be regarded as... completing the task?

Yuejianshan Wutong turned around stiffly, and was about to scold who the idiot was for being so short-sighted, when he saw three high school students standing behind in uniform with embarrassing expressions.

He held his breath in his lungs. He knew this uniform. For the restaurant with an excellent location under his feet, he specifically investigated the preferences of the Wutiao family, and this was the uniform of the other high school.

In other words, these three are the students who came to the restaurant with Gojo Satoru for inspection?

——Is it a high school chef?That's why I brought students to the restaurant for inspection...

Yuejianshan Wutong thought silently, he had investigated that college for a long time, but unfortunately there was very little information, he only knew that it was a technical college with very few students and most of them were born in aristocratic families.

I just don’t know why the head of the Wujo family works in that kind of place, maybe it’s to experience life...

"It's okay." Facing the three of them, Yuejianshan Wutong could only swallow his anger and called an assistant to come over to deal with the mess.

The restaurants are all fresh ingredients purchased on the same day. In order to maintain the quality, all the ingredients are fixed and rationed. Now it is not enough. He can only announce a certain discount compensation for each table of customers.

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei stood on the spot, always feeling that something was wrong. It was true that Fuhei accidentally fell down just now, and then she stepped up lightly in order to complete the task. The time lag was too short to think at all.Now that I think about it, Fu Hei is not the kind of person who can fall flat.

The girl's sixth sense was at work, she suddenly turned her head and glanced back, and saw a black head wearing a chef's hat upside down in the crowd sneaking towards the door...