On the Feasibility of Chefs Saving the World

The slightly hot breath lingered around his ears, reminding Qing Huai of the dense and deep leaves of the tropical rainforest, and of deep-sea whales swimming among the seaweed.

Damp.

An indescribable intimacy crawled up the skin, the young man was imprisoned between the door and the man, his fingertips trembling slightly against the other party.

It is actually very easy for Osamu Dazai to show off his charm, but his usually stingy and exposed side is used against Qinghuai in such an aggressive way.

Biology calls it the courtship instinct.

Qinghuai said, who the hell can stand up to this?

Osamu Dazai realized that Qing Huai was distracted, and pinched his cheeks, his kite eyes were like a puddle of ink on white paper, thicker and brighter than usual.

"I..." He moved his Adam's apple, his fingers were already on the buttons of Qinghuai's coat, and his lips were close together.

"Wait!" Qing Huai suddenly remembered something, and her blush rushed straight to Tian Ling Gai.

He frantically opened the lock behind him, turned around and handed out something, "Sorry, I forgot to give you the room card—"

Gojo Satoru looked at the pair of cold kite-colored pupils behind the door and slashed his face fiercely. Before the young man finished speaking, he disappeared at the door.

Click.

The door closed again.

"Tch, brat." Gojo Gojo shook the room card in his hand, turned around, and saw his own room opposite.

As soon as the room card was unlocked, he suddenly paused, and his blue eyes looked suspiciously at the next door——

There was a strong breath of curse.

Is there a curse in such a place too?

"Shall I help you wear it?"

On the messy bed lay a set of exquisite black and gold knight commander uniforms. Sitting under the quilt, Qing Huai could vaguely see white jade-like muscles in the gaps in the fabric.

"No... no, I can do it." Qing Huai's hands were shaking a little, the buttons of his shirt were too tight, it was difficult to button them in.

His face was still hot, and Osamu Dazai knew where the blush extended from his cheeks to his collarbone without looking.

The man felt a little hot, turned his eyes away from the young man, and opened the window.

Qinghuai took the opportunity to quickly button up his shirt to cover up some traces of being too ambiguous.

It's eight o'clock in the morning, the food truck has arrived, and the freshly made bacon sandwiches and hot milk are covered in a glass cover, and a cloud of water vapor rises.

It was rare for Osamu Dazai to be reserved, until Qing Huai put on his clothes, and then he looked away from the window.

After seeing Qinghuai again, he was at a loss again.

The uniform of the Knight Commander of the Alliance seems to be an imitation of the costume of the Middle Ages. Golden thorns and vines are wrapped around the black uniform, and a double rose with sharp lines blooms on the chest.

Qing Huai's narrow and lean waist was outlined just right, her legs were straight and slender, tightly wrapped in calf boots.

He looked at the cloak in his hand tangled, "It's exaggerated."

"Very beautiful." Osamu Dazai put on a cloak for the young man, and buckled it on the golden rose on his shoulders.

"..."

"..."

As soon as the words fell, the two seemed to realize something, and Osamu Dazai suddenly laughed.

"...Let's eat." Qing Huai rubbed her hot earlobe, remembering that Osamu Dazai said the same thing last night.

But at that time he was much more of a jerk.

Although he didn't make it to the last step because he was not proficient in the business, this guy did a lot of nonsense.

Qing Huai took a bite of the sandwich and was scalded by the soft-boiled fried egg inside.

"hiss."

"I read."

Qinghuai swallowed the slice of bread and opened her mouth.

The tip of his tongue was hot, and Osamu Dazai coughed, "I'll buy you ice cream."

"I'm not a child." In fact, after that moment of pain, it became numb, and it disappeared after a while.

The meeting officially started at 09:30, the two quickly finished their breakfast and went out to meet Gojo Satoru.

Teacher Baimao is still flabbergasted today, and somehow he got a shirt with a wave pattern, with sunglasses pinned on his chest, which is even more exaggerated than Qinghuai's knight outfit.

"Hey." Gojo Satoru whistled.

Qinghuai held Dazai Osamu's hand, rubbed it gently, and solved the quarrel from the source.

"Let's go to the venue first."

It only takes 10 minutes to walk from the hotel to the Alliance headquarters building, and Qing Huai returned the same way according to the direction guided by the system yesterday.

"Wait a minute." On the way, Osamu Dazai grabbed Qinghuai, "There is an ice cream shop over there, what flavor do you want to eat?"

Qinghuai smiled, remembering the breakfast being scalded, "How can you eat ice cream at this time?"

"Look, that person." Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, motioning Qinghuai to look.

In front of the window of the ice cream shop, a man with white curly hair was holding a four-person chocolate parfait and eating vigorously.

"Wow, it looks delicious." Gojo Satoru also interjected, staring at the creamy ice cream cake on the billboard, "Anyway, it's only 08:30, go eat it!"

Qinghuai had no choice but to be held hostage by two people.

"What flavor do you want?" Osamu Dazai asked.

"vanilla."

"Then I want to—" The man glanced at the samples in the freezer out of the corner of his eye, and one of the bright red boxes attracted him, "What is this?"

"Hi sir, this is our new flavor, cherry pulp ice cream, you can eat real candied cherries inside." The clerk enthusiastically recommended, "The cherries come from a new variety of Dimension Hunting Field, which cannot be bought anywhere else!"

"Then I want this." Dazai Osamu looked delicate.

Gojo Satoru laughed inexplicably, and ordered twenty giant mixed flavors.

Qing Huai: "We have a meeting at 09:30."

Gojo Satoru: "Yes, I know."

Qinghuai: "Can you finish eating?"

Gojo Satoru: "Of course, I am the strongest in every way!"

Qinghuai: ...

Osamu Dazai covered Qing Huai's ears, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Don't listen to him, I heard that the second disease has become the most serious disease among Japanese teenagers, if you get along with Oji-san who has this problem for a long time, the whole People will become stupid~”

The ice cream was ready quickly and served in delicate crystal glasses.

Qing Huai tasted his portion of vanilla pods completely ground from the first bite, which is completely different from the aroma of vanilla extract in ordinary dessert shops. Cold and delicate, like sipping a cloud.

——It won't be an alliance, even ordinary street shops are so unusual!

"what--"

A sweet cherry scent filled Qinghuai's nose, and Dazai Osamu held up a small spoon to scoop the candied cherries on top of the ice cream.

Qinghuai opened her mouth, and the tip of her dark red tongue flashed, more attractive than cherries.

The scalded area in the morning was no longer so obvious, but Osamu Dazai kept staring at Qinghuai's lips, watching him roll the cherry in, and a pink syrup rubbed against the corner of his lips.

At that moment, Gojo Satoru's eyes were pitch black.

The sunglasses on the chest were inserted into the hair, and not only were they worn upside down, but if it weren't for "no lower limit", they were almost poked blind.

——But even so...sunglasses can't block the picture of the two of you flirting with each other!

Osamu Dazai kissed Qing Huai's lips as if no one was there, and the sugar water was soaked away.

Qinghuai: ...

Qing Huai: "Do you know what you were doing just now?" The young man watched Gojo Satoru passively put on his sunglasses.

"He can't see." Osamu Dazai said seriously.

"He can see." Qing Huai collapsed, "Those are sunglasses, not glasses that instantly make you blind when you put them on."

"Ah, is that so?" The black-haired man smiled happily, "I didn't mean it at all."

——This guy definitely did it on purpose!

Qing Huai had no choice but to apologize to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses and smiled, "It's okay, Qing Huai must have worked hard for you to have such a naive little boyfriend."

"Is Oji-san in his 30s without a lover qualified to say this?" Osamu Dazai shot back.

"I'm only 28."

"Wrinkles look like 38."

Qing Huai looked at Wujo's boyish face, who was 18 years old, and heard Osamu Dazai open his eyes and talk nonsense.

"Little dwarf."

"giraffe."

"Sunglasses perverted."

"Bandage monster."

——This may be the way of interaction between the strong.

Qinghuai lowered her head and ate ice cream silently, as if she was not the owner of an izakaya, but the principal of a kindergarten.

"Hey, hey——" The curly-haired man sitting by the window suddenly stood up, his red eyes staring at Qing Huai motionlessly, "It's too noisy."

It was the man who ate the chocolate parfait for four.

Qing Huai immediately got up and apologized, "I'm sorry, we'll leave right away."

"Wait." A wooden samurai/knife lay across the table.

The strange man stepped on the chair with one foot, pointed at Qinghuai with the hilt of his sword arrogantly, "Let's try it?"

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows with great interest, Dazai Osamu stood in front of Qing Huai——

Gojo Satoru: "Competition?" Well, he hasn't fought with all his strength for a long time.

Man: "It's not you." - Aina said that Baimao's comprehensive combat power is unpredictable and he can't beat him.

He coughed, regaining his prestige.

Dazai Osamu: "It's me?" He took out the Beau/Letta 92F that hadn't been fired for a long time in his pocket, and pointed the black muzzle at the opponent.

Man: "It's not you either." He doesn't seek death where there is a cold weapon against a hot/weapon.

Curly knocked on the table, and slowly moved away from Osamu Dazai's aiming area, facing Qing Huai——

"It's you, Knight Commander."

"...Are you a knight?" Qing Huai had already expected that some people would be unconvinced that he was the commander of the airborne knight. He didn't expect that he just dealt with one yesterday, and another one came today.

"That's right." The man snorted, "I'm an old employee who has been here for five years."

Qinghuai: "Oh."

"How about it? Let's have a competition? Let's see who is the one who can really serve as the knight commander!"——Let's see who is the one who can get the knight commander's monthly subsidy of 15 yen!

"No." Qing Huai refused without hesitation. He had read the authority of the knight commander issued by the system before he came. "As the knight commander, I have the right to refuse your unreasonable request."

"why?"

"Haven't you read the "Knight's Handbook"?" Qing Huai asked, "There are regulations in it - 'The knight commander has the right to make correct adjustments to the knight's unreasonable behavior'."

"What is that?" The white-haired curly hair was full of doubts, and suddenly he hammered his right hand, and suddenly realized, "Ah, I lost that booklet on the first day, and Aina said it was not something important. with..."

"Haven't you read it?" Qing Huai smiled slightly. "By the way, I still remember a rule that says hello when you meet the knight commander. If you are rude and disheveled, the knight commander has the right to fine you."

Curly man:? ? ?

He played cards with Brad in the hospital yesterday, and he lost all his subsidy for this month. He even borrowed the money to buy Buffy from him...

"Ah, I may have misidentified some kind of knight, I'm not a knight..." The man hecked twice, put away the samurai/knife and ran away.

Qing Huai watched the man rush out of the store, ride a small electric donkey, and quickly leave the sight of everyone.

"It seems that the knights are very interesting." Osamu Dazai put the gun back in his pocket, and said lazily, "So did the purple potato yesterday, and so did the white hair—oh, are all white hairs so stupid? ?”

Gojo Satoru wasn't angry at all, "Wrapping your brain in a bandage isn't much better."

"The blindfolded man is not qualified to say these things."

"A sloppy man who hasn't changed his coat for 800 years is not qualified to say that."

Qinghuai took a deep breath, and suddenly realized that she should be raising Gu, and whoever wins the quarrel is the contemporary Gu king.