On the Feasibility of Chefs Saving the World

"Ahhhh-"

The tearing voice of the young man was shrill and helpless.

The faces of the two people outside the field suddenly changed.

Osamu Dazai twitched his brows fiercely, pressed the outer wall of the hemisphere with both hands and squeezed it inwardly, the invalidation area of ​​"Disqualification in the World" instantly expanded, and it was close to tearing the innermost film——

"Wait!" Wujo Wu's blue eyes were covered with a layer of frost, and under the influence of the six eyes, a great sense of crisis enveloped his whole body.

If the original domain was just a faint ball of light in his eyes, then the energy in the current domain is like a huge sun, full of destructive power.

It was the first time I felt such a strong sense of tension since I realized that there is no limit to non-stop in my high school period.

He warned the black-haired man who was looking for death like a lunatic, "Don't open that thing!" He has the ability to protect himself, but once that powerful energy is released, the entire Chinatown will be razed to the ground in an instant and there will be no survivors!

Dazai ignored him.

The young man's scream of pain seemed to be still echoing in his ears, turning into a thin needle, piercing his temple, and then piercing out from the left ventricle.

This similar sense of powerlessness has also appeared before. It is the shocking convulsion after the long gunfire, and then the fine sadness is silent again in a pile of shattered numb nerves.

That kind of memory, like a shadow that can't be shaken off in his life, is the sword of Damocles, hanging over Osamu Dazai's head.

His eyes were bloodshot, more terrifying than a ghost.Cracked knuckles, no pain.

——It was almost there, and the fingertips had already touched the last layer.

"Human disqualification"

……

"My Blade"

Strand... kill!

The invisible hostility was blown away by the wind.

The walls of the realm shattered into ashes of ritual burning.

All the power fluctuations stopped the moment the young man fell into the man's arms.

Osamu Dazai wiped away the bloodstains cut by the wind blade on his face, and pressed the hairy head to his chest.

He turned his face sideways, Gojo Satoru pinched the unsnapped fingers, and the imaginary "茈" couldn't be held back a second later.

"I have to go to Dr. Xie Ye for help." The man's kite-colored eyes were cold, and he swept over Gojo Satoru's poised fingertips, as if he didn't care about paying close attention to the god of death just now.

The three Gaozhuan fell in the corner, and because they were far away, they only suffered some minor injuries.

The Yuejian Mountain Wutong who fell on the other side was not so lucky. He was almost covered in blood, his right arm was shattered from the shoulder blade, and the blood flowed all over the ground. If it wasn't for the slight twitching, there was no sign of life at all.

"Hiss." Gojo Satoru quickly recovered from his astonishment, and scratched the white hair on his head in distress, "Is he still alive?"

But obviously no one is in the mood to chat with him right now, and the only other sane living people besides him don't seem so sober. One second they said that they don't like men, and the next second they directly took the man princess away.

The only response to him at the scene was Yuzu Yujin, he smacked his lips in his dream, turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.

"..." Gojo Satoru looked at the wreckage on the ground and wanted to escape.

"Indiscriminate absolute hit attack?" Fukuzawa Yukichi narrowed his dark eyes, "It's hard to control?"

"No." Osamu Dazai changed his words, "It was almost unconscious, and there was no way to control it—it was even worse than when Atsushi first came to the detective agency."

The conversation came to an abrupt end, and the nurse came in to change a bottle of glucose. Seeing that the back of the patient's hand was turning blue, she slowed down the flow rate of the infusion tube.

The young man on the hospital bed turned over in his dream, Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze and continued, "——It's an ability that can only be triggered in the dying state."

"No wonder you came to me in such a hurry." The middle-aged man smiled, "Don't worry, he will be fine. But Dazai, your face is ugly now, you need to rest."

The young man's complexion was very poor, a thin shadow appeared under his eyes, and a stubble appeared on his chin. He obviously didn't have time to take care of himself. Only a pair of kite-colored eyes were still bright, and he glanced at the hospital bed from time to time. on people.

As soon as he mentioned it, Osamu Dazai realized that his shoulders were a little stiff, which was the aftereffect of lying on the chair all night without moving.

"I will, President." The man forced a shallow smile, but he still couldn't hide the exhaustion on his face, which was a kind of mental haggardness.

Fukuzawa Yukichi knew that he would not take a break, but he had no way to intervene in the employees' private emotional life, so he didn't stay long after learning about Qing Huai's physical condition.

The young man was still lying quietly on the hospital bed, and was not awakened by the conversations of others.

The supernatural runaway caused him to cut several wounds on his body, and he was still feverish when he was sent to the hospital. The inflammation of the wound and the long-term lack of oxygen made him unconscious for a long time, and the fever did not go down until the morning.

Doctors said he was just exhausted and would recover with a little rest.

The young man's face was pale and sick, his breathing was very shallow, and his pure black soft hair was scattered wildly on his forehead, in a mess, almost covering his eyelids.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help raising his hand to press down the messy hair, just moved it away and bounced it again, pressed it again, moved it away, it was still the same, as if he was against him.

Press again—

"... What's wrong with you?"

The wet eyes suddenly opened, staring at him with the sleepiness of the dream.

The man's heart trembled, and the cold touch on his wrist left.

"……you're awake?"

"Who knows," Qing Huai covered her head with the quilt and turned over, "Maybe I'm sleepwalking."

"..."

In the Chinatown crisis incident, there were almost no casualties. Qinghuai and the three high school kids only suffered some minor injuries, and only Yuejianshan Wutong was more miserable.

According to the conjurer, the black lizard on the shoulder of Yuejian Mountain Wutong is the source of everything, it comes from a very bad curse. After that, it naturally suffered a serious backlash.

His right arm was completely rotten and amputated, his eyes were blind, and his face was disfigured by the cursed toxin, as if it had been poured with scalding boiling water. Even the doctor who treated him had never seen such a terrible wound.

If it wasn't for Dr. Yosano Akiko from the detective agency, he wouldn't even be able to save his life.

But it's already like this, and living is probably more painful than dying.

After Qinghuai found out, there was no disturbance in her heart, and she could only say that evil comes with evil, and karma reincarnates.He is more concerned about his own abilities, because he was already in a semi-comatose state when he was stimulated by the smell of eggs, so he has no idea how he can emit such awesome power - he has been doing it for 20 years. An ordinary person, Qing Huai finally understands Peter Parker's feelings in "Spider-Man".

This is even more surprising than time-traveling, after all, this ability is actually contained in one's body.

When Qing Huai asked the system to know what was going on with her ability, she found that the other party was still busy and hadn't replied.

And Osamu Dazai only knew that it was a powerful indiscriminate attacking ability.

It seems that no one knows about the affairs in the domain except the curse residing in Yuzu Yuhito's body.

During the recuperation period, the food safety investigation of the izakaya came out. All the ingredients in the restaurant are clean, healthy and fresh, which fully meet the highest standards of food testing in Japan.

Qinghuai's only worry about the source of goods was also properly resolved. The ingredients were proved to be imported from a large farm of Wutiao's family in North America. The purchase procedures were so complete that they almost deceived Qinghuai himself. , indicating that this is the reward for eating and drinking for so long.

After the announcement from the police station was issued, Ichiyo Higuchi immediately arranged for the public relations department to handle matters, but one day, the original public opinion was completely reversed, and a bunch of apologies appeared on the official account of the izakaya.

And because of this incident, the izakaya was almost on the tutu hot list——

However, the most popular one is not the previous rumors, but a photo sent by a personal account.

Qinghuai choked when she saw it.

In the photo, two young men wearing the same couple sweater look at each other and smile, the sun shines through their hair, dripping on the corners of their lips like honey.

What a scene of falling in love with each other.

It would be even better if one of the protagonists was not himself.

The accompanying text is——

[This is the owner of the izakaya on the corner and his boyfriend!Really handsome and matching!I saw them walking hand in hand in the shopping mall before, and it turns out that the high-quality handsome guys are lovers wwwwww[心心眼][心心眼]]

Qinghuai: ...Where is the hand in hand, the Internet is not a place outside the law, please don't talk nonsense!

This blog post reached the homepage with the highest popularity. Whether they know izakaya or not, they are all discussing the beauty of the two people in the picture, and...

[So sweet, so sweet www curly-haired wolf dog Gong x cool cat shou, hit it! 】

【Am I the only one who thinks the eyes of the curly-haired guy on the left are doting?It is the kind of affection that the whole world is not as good as you in my eyes! 】

[1 Hahaha, I have never seen such a handsome guy in real life, I feel that all the male protagonists in novels have faces...]

——What attack and what to suffer?

“呜呼~”欠揍的嗓音从青槐头顶划过，“我就说你俩是一对啊！果然，我的恋爱雷达从不会出错！”

A certain 190 Baimao also took a piece of soy sauce senbei from the dinner plate in his hand, leaned against the table and gnawed while saying, "The photo is really good."

"..." Qinghuai never thought that a chef like himself could get out of the circle through love, or a fake love with a man.

Thinking of this, he suddenly had an ominous premonition, and immediately switched from his personal account back to the official account of the izakaya.

Sure enough, the private messages were full, and the red dots almost flooded his screen. Half of them were asking if the boss and the waiter were a couple, and some even asked when they would get married...

Qinghuai replied blankly, "I'm not a lover, I can't get married, and I'll never get married."

He threatened Gojo Satoru, "I advise you not to tell this matter?"

Bai Mao, who was playing with his mobile phone, raised his eyes slightly, and calmly pressed the SMS/group sending button under Qing Huai's serious statement, "How could I be that kind of person? But things on the Internet, if they see it by themselves It has nothing to do with me~"

Qinghuai looked at the message board that flashed by, and sneered, "You said it very clearly, but did you forget to block me when you sent group text messages?"

"Hey." Gojo Satoru scratched his head, "I forgot—but it's human nature to want to share such a perfect photo, right Qinghuai-jun?"

——This guy definitely did it on purpose!

--absolute!

"... By the way, when will you leave Yokohama?" Qing Huai sighed, opened the refrigerator and thought about today's staff meal.

He took out a fresh fish from the refrigerator and planned to make garlic grilled fish to reward everyone who had worked so hard recently.

"It's coming soon." As soon as this Wujo Satoru was mentioned, he was particularly uninspired, "Wait until the report of the "window" is finished here - I have to get up early to go to class when I go back, and the class is really tiring. Boring theoretical knowledge..."

"I'm afraid this is not what a qualified teacher should say."

"Who says I'm a qualified teacher?" Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows, "I'm a personality teacher who regards not being late for class for at most 10 minutes as his life criterion!"

"Coincidentally." Qing Huai sneered, "I used to be a personality student who took serious listening to lectures for no more than 10 minutes at most as a life criterion."

"So you later became a celebrity chef?"

"So I died in a car accident later." The young man looked serious.

"..." Wujou's expression hesitated for a moment, almost wanting to peel off Qinghuai's skin to find out whether he was using a curse to resurrect his soul.

He didn't do anything though, because Gojo Satoru thought vainly that there was no one high enough to evade his six-eyed curse.

Although the young man said before that he is not the real Yue Jianshan Qinghuai, but he expects that the other party is just possessed by an ordinary ghost - this way it will not be related to his conjurer, and can save a lot of time for making up work reports energy.

"Boss, what are you eating today?" A lazy voice sounded from the kitchen door. Osamu Dazai held a cat in his arms and waved to Qinghuai with the pad of meat, "Do you need my help?"

"Need." Qing Huai still vividly recalls the scene of Osamu Dazai chopping vegetables with a machete, and he was not polite, "Please go to the hunting ground to get a piece of fragrant wood and chop it into firewood."

"Chopping firewood?" Osamu Dazai was puzzled, "What are you using it for?"

"Grilled fish." Qinghuai smiled, "Fish grilled over a wood fire is more flavorful than using an oven."

"Meow ~" Wang Cai smelled the smell of fish, struggled to jump out of Dazai Zhi's arms, surrounded Qing Huai's feet and softly rubbed against him.

Qinghuai knelt down and scratched the kitten's chin, "I haven't seen it for a few days, where did you go?"

Naturally, the kitten couldn't understand human language, so it purred a few times and grabbed the young man's trouser legs to eat.

When Qing Huai met a furry creature, he had no principles at all. He cooked a pot of thick meat porridge for the kitten with goat milk powder mixed with surimi, and the mustache was wet.

Osamu Dazai tricked the idle Gojo Satoru away to chop firewood. The reason was that there was a very strong monster in the hunting ground, and he couldn't beat it by himself. Since you are the strongest, you must be able to solve it easily...

The dinner was still prepared by Qinghuai and Yuzhang Yujin together. The boy's cooking skills are considered superb among his peers, and he can also cook a lot of Japanese family dishes.

The main dish is a large fish caught in the hunting ground river. The meat is tender, with few spines and rich fat. It has a special burnt aroma when roasted.The fish is served on a large plate, covered with garlic chili and some vegetables, and it is fragrant and tangy.

The side dish is the Japanese-style tofu mixed with Japanese knotweed Yujin, with green garlic sprouts, which is very refreshing and relieves greasy.

Qinghuai sighed: "Kumizhang, you must have a lot of girls in school who like you."

Knotabazu Yuhito scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, "Well, in the original high school, there were indeed many girls who confessed—"

"It's a pity that there are only two girls that the high school of conjuration can see." Wutiao Wuzuo said, "What a pity youth."

"The boss must have many girls chasing after him, right?" Osamu Dazai said suddenly, his eyes burning, "Yuko from the coffee shop across the street seems to appreciate you very much."

"Huh?" Qinghuai thought for a while, "Probably so, I received some love letters when I was studying..."

Before Qinghuai could finish speaking, Osamu Dazai asked again, "Boss, have you ever been in a relationship?"

"Do not……"

"Is there anyone you like?"

"Not at all..."

"Have you considered what kind of girl you want to marry?"

"No……"

Nagasaki Wild Rose: That's enough Dazai-kun, the purpose is too clear!

Fu Heihui ate silently with his head down, turning a deaf ear.

Osamu Dazai said to himself, "I remember you, boss, said that you like girls with long legs..."

"That's enough, let's eat." In the end, Qing Huai took the initiative to refuse to communicate, and the tips of his ears turned red.

"Where are the boys with long legs?" Osamu Dazai stared at the young man's face, "Do you like it?"

Wujo Wu made a strange "woohoo" sound from his throat.

Nagasaki Yarose covered her face, completely blinded.

"I..." Qinghuai took a deep breath, "I have no plans to like men yet, and there is a high probability that I won't in the future."

"What about small probability?" This sentence was asked by Wu Tiao Wu Bagua.

"Unless it's Tony Stark." Qing Huai said, "Use his power armor to propose."

Knotweed Youruhito continued, "Then I'm willing to marry him too."

"Yeah." Gojo Satoru agreed, "After all, Iron Man is every man's ultimate dream."

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei looked incomprehensible, and from the corner of her eye, she saw the man with black hair and iris nodded thoughtfully.

She poked Fu Heihui next to her rather devastated, "You don't think so, do you?"

"Of course not," Fu Heihui shook his head seriously, Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei heaved a sigh of relief.

"I'm a DC fan."

"..."

On the day the izakaya opens, the four of them will also leave Yokohama and return to Tokyo.

Originally, the school had already reimbursed the air ticket, and it was a red-eye flight in the early morning. The picky young master Wutiao didn't want to wrong him at all, so he dragged on four first-class air tickets at his own expense for a day, and finally boarded the return plane at two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Wow, the grape juice in the first-class cabin is delicious!" Nagasaki Yarose sighed, "It's finally over!"

"It's over...?" Gojo Gojo's eyes were hidden under the blindfold, and he couldn't see any emotion. He snapped his fingers, "Since I'm your teacher, let me teach you one more truth—"

"Never believe what you hear."

"Never believe what you see."

"Never believe what you think."

"Ghost knows if you're that hapless brain in a vat..."