God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

"Culinary flavors of different eras always change in the same vein."

"How about going to Spanish food tomorrow?"

"Who will translate if you go?"

"Start getting used to Japanese and Spanish dishes...stay in Tokyo for two more days."

In the first month of Gexian's practice, Honmaru's food was cut off.

In fact, he has long been too lazy to be in charge of all the dishes of such a large family, but he strongly opposes the god judge to find a new shikigami who is good at cooking.

——Cooking can only be made with heart. If you are good at cooking, you must not be a shikigami like Sakuraba, right?

The cherry leaf is the piece of paper in the kitchen that helps the song fairy.

Yes, the miscellaneous shikigami in Honmaru already have names, and they are written on their bodies in thick ink, so that it is completely possible to distinguish who is who.

——Yes, it is a kind of existence with you.

The judge confirmed Dao's conjecture.

——It’s enough for me to use food to reflect the elegant heart in this pill. I don’t want to accept other people’s finger pointing. I can understand a little bit as a sword. If it’s pots and pans, it’s not Is it easy to break?

So in this kind of answer, which can't be said to be a concern or a threat, the judge had to promise not to bring any fusangshen into Honmaru except swords.

Then, Gexian went to practice, and sent a letter back saying that he would stay in Feihou for a while to practice literary aesthetics, and Honmaru immediately lost the chef.

Candlestick cut?He always only cooks when he wants to, and he doesn't like big pots of rice, and the food for the god judge remains the same, and the rest depends on his mood.

After spending a month with the questions of "what do you do for breakfast?" "what do you do for lunch?"

It's such a joy to just choose without thinking.

Today, this group of swordsmen came to Tokyo in a certain era to eat fugu cuisine, and by the way, they decided on tomorrow's destination.

"Would you like to have a drink?" Tsurumaru snapped his fingers, "It's not fun to go to an izakaya all the time, so go to a bar today?"

"Huh? I haven't been to the bar yet, I heard it's very noisy?" Hidekiri said softly.

"There are also the ones that are not too noisy. I went with Xiaoguang last time, but unfortunately there were too many people around, so I had to come back early," Tsurumaru said, "But the boss gave us the address of another house, and I brought it with me today. oh."

Between his fingers was a black-and-white business card with the name of the bar written in cursive English.

"The bar... um." Xiwan didn't know where his thoughts diverged, and there was a murderous look between his brows.

"There are weird cocktails, all colors!"

"Then let's try." Sanriyue looked at the crowd who had gathered intentionally or unintentionally, and agreed without hesitation.

"Ta~xi~" Tsurumaru stretched out his hand, calling for a taxi.

"If this goes on... I'm really going to lose my job..."

The 44-year-old Suzuki Hirosuke lay down on the bar counter and poured bitterness on his friends.

"Mid-life crisis... mid-life crisis! After finally bringing the group to debut and winning the rookie award, they actually said to me 'Sorry Mr. Suzuki, we decided to develop in a wider world' and then paid without saying a word and breached the contract. Gold!"

"Yeah." The friend nodded.

"It's okay if you go to a better firm to develop. Anyway, I used to take it with me, but what happened when I went to Hokkaido to be a farmer! I also used the combination name as the farm name, but it didn't become a hit. !"

"Yeah." The friend nodded.

"I don't have any other artist's agency appointments. My dear Miyuki (wife) is still waiting for me to take her on a three-month trip around the world. I'm sorry for the words!"

"But didn't your rich second-generation group give you a big check to say goodbye?" The friend poured himself a glass of wine, "It was a sensation in the office at that time... Oh, sorry, it's the former group."

"I won't use this kind of youth loss check to take Miyuki around the world! I want to use my manager skills to make money!"

"Oh... as long as you are happy."

"The chairman said that he doesn't support idlers. I only led one group in three years and disbanded right after debut. I'm probably on the layoff list... Farms in Hokkaido are also very expensive... Damn... If I lose my job, I can take care of my family. Go there to be a warehouse keeper?" The man muttered dejectedly, "I don't want to give up... Miyuki said that I will definitely bring out superstars..."

"Then is it useful for you to drink here?"

"It should be useless..."

"Then why don't you hurry up and find new people on the street!" My friend changed his face and roared in a second, "Stay in this kind of circle and get drunk in a bar, so you can hit a good seed! Don't even think about it, accept the beating of the society You! A midlife crisis is no longer suitable for you!"

"It's... so fierce..." Suzuki Kosuke complained in a low voice, "It's agreed to make me weak all night..."

"No one has agreed with you." The friend added two drops of water to his whiskey indifferently, "If you have the time, go find a newcomer. If you have a potential newcomer, the chairman will not fire you."

"...but where can I find an outstanding newcomer like Qing, I only found two of them in three years... Could it be possible that the sky can fall...down...come..."

"? Keep talking."

The friend waited for a while and didn't hear the follow-up, so he asked strangely.

"Fall... it's falling!"

"Isn't this okay?" Higiri looked around and said, "It's quieter than an izakaya."

After showing their business cards, the Taidao group of four was invited in while walking and observing the decoration in the bar. Large pieces of glass separated the space, and there was a heavy cover on the already dim lights. It was impossible to see anyone at a glance. .

"It's a bit annoying to be so dark." Tsurumaru muttered, turning his feet towards the relatively brighter bar.

"Did you suffer from the aftereffects of the night battle again?" Higiri teased him.

"A bright place is more reassuring. It always feels like something is coming out of there... Hey!"

Accompanied by the loud sound of the stool legs rubbing against the floor, a group of black shadows rolled and rushed to his feet, Tsurumaru reacted so quickly that he didn't kick him out.

"Angels of redemption! You guys! Have you got an appointment with an agent!"

"speak politely!"

The scolding in this life came from Suzuki Kosuke's close friend. Just now he stood up decisively and quickly explained the whole story, preventing Suzuki from being beaten up as a strange person, and then led a group of people to quickly transfer to the In the unobtrusive corner booth, Suzuki's precarious employment hope was preserved.

"Do you want to be a star?" San Riyue drank a strangely colored cocktail as she wished, "Hahaha, I am loved and watched by many people without being a star. That heavy gaze is very important."

"It doesn't have to be an idol, you can also be a singer or an actor," Suzuki Hirosuke hurriedly explained, "You can express your feelings with singing to your heart's content, and you can also use actors to experience various life, and then thousands of Tens of thousands of people will recognize and resonate with you!"

"It's not interesting." He dismissed the good fruit plate, ate the cherries on the side of his cup, and stared at the lemon on the side of his brother's cup.

"There is no need for such experience and empathy," said Kagemaru sternly, "in our identity, the recognition of ordinary people is of little importance."

"Ah... woo..." The good-for-nothing agent was tongue-tied for a while, then muttered softly, "But if you stand under the spotlight, you will be more attractive. As long as I see you, I guarantee that no matter who you are, you will be more attractive." Anyone who is infatuated with you is the same even as a god..."

The best friend covered his face with a headache.

Hey Suzuki, can't talk yet?With such a superior appearance and the faintly revealing background in their speech, they still need a stage and spotlights to enhance their charm?I'm afraid there are a lot of people crying and shouting, and they don't care about it.

"Whoever it is?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga was attracted by this word, "How dare you talk big, is that spotlight so powerful?"

"Of course! It's an existence that can turn decay into magic. You see, she looks like this without makeup, but as long as she puts on makeup and stands under the spotlight, isn't she very beautiful!" Suzuki Hirosuke said to his heart, He quickly took out his mobile phone and showed him an actress's makeup without makeup and stage retouched pictures, "You... don't you have someone who wants to surprise the other party? We are responsible for digging out the charm that you don't know, so that no one can Ignore your existence!"

The Taidao group of four took the mobile phone and watched for a while.

"It's true...it's comparable to being possessed by a monster." "Can there be such a big change?" "Hmm..."

"We usually have our own business to do," Tsurumaru finally returned the phone, but his attitude was obviously not as boring as before. "We will often go... abroad, and the time here will be more casual."

"We don't have to sign a long-term contract! One year, try for one year first!" Suzuki was overjoyed, and reached out to shake the other party's hand, but...it didn't work. He said without discouragement, "Go out to the first necessary training In addition, I can arrange work according to your itinerary, and I will definitely do a good job of communication in advance to ensure your private time, which I can write in the contract!"

Even if they only accept some print advertisements, they will definitely be popular!

The swordsmen looked at each other.

A year in history is not a very long time for them. The short swords are basically in charge of the recent battles, and it's fine to stay in this pill.

Moreover, the charm that we don't even know, eh...does the God Judge know about it?

"Then we need to go back and apply to... the guardian." Tsurumaru finished drinking the wine in the glass, and said the sound of nature under Suzuki's anxious eyes, "I'll see you here tomorrow night."

"Then I will bring the contract tomorrow!" Suzuki excitedly ignored the strange word "guardian", "Please leave me your contact information, I will not harass you."

"We will come tomorrow. As for the contact information, let's talk about it later." Tsurumaru randomly pulled out a stack of cash and put it under the cup, "See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Suzuki smirked and watched the group of four leave, his expression couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Okay, Suzuki, you are worthy of your nickname of 'Rich Second Generation Attractor'," my best friend sighed in admiration for a while, "This can make you lucky."

"Eh?"

"...Why, didn't you find out? Let's talk about your identity first, you have your own business, and you often go abroad. This stack of money can be released as soon as you say it. It must be another big consortium."

"Hey hey hey! It won't last long!"

"Anyway, you'll probably be able to keep your job."

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