super power

Don't ask me, I don't know either.

The question is that Dazai Osamu was already by my side when I recovered, who could let him escape my telepathy.

"Hey, can it be said that a certain mackerel can no longer afford to eat?" Nakahara Nakiya raised his head and looked at Dazai Osamu provocatively, with a hint of complacency in his smile, "It's better to just say, I'll treat him to eat mackerel The set meal, the kind that is steamed, boiled, stewed and fried!"

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and said, "That's a pity. Thinking about it, slugs are disgusting creatures that humans can't eat at all. After all, they will disappear as soon as you sprinkle salt!"

Seeing that these two people might really fight to the flesh in a while, and my chance to have a normal meal is about to disappear, I can only interrupt the two of them helplessly.

"Aren't you really hungry? It's noon." I pointed at the signboard of the store I wanted to eat and looked back at the two of them.

On the red signboard with national characteristics on the other side of the ocean, the name of the signboard is written in bold Chinese characters:

Authentic Sichuan style hot pot.

On both sides of the open gate hangs a bunch of models of red chili peppers. What's cute is that the panda ornament next to the door is not holding a bamboo but a big red chili pepper.

Looking at it makes me very appetizing. Actually, I don’t particularly like spicy food, but I am very interested when I see it.

Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu turned back together.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the large bunch of chili peppers, with an indescribable expression on his face: "Are you sure? Don't say that eating so many chili peppers is definitely not good for the stomach, and you won't be able to eat it at all?!"

"I think I can," I burst into a burst of self-confidence from an inexplicable corner, "What's more, foreign food will definitely improve the food itself in order to cater to the tastes of local people. It won't be particularly spicy, it just looks spicy."

"Is that really the case..." Nakahara Nakaya held his hat with one hand on his hips and the other hand, "Don't believe" was written all over his body without looking at his heart sound.

Osamu Dazai was the first to walk into the store with his pockets inserted under the warm welcome of the waiter at the door. He didn't know what he saw. He stopped behind the door and looked at something smoking with great interest.

Osamu Dazai asked the waiter: "Do you still study poison part-time?"

The waiter smiled politely with a look of surprise, "Sir, this is my family's signature spicy hot pot bottom. Although this is Yokohama, we will not do that kind of illegal thing."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

"Hahahaha!" Seeing Osamu Dazai frustrated, Nakahara burst out laughing, and he strode up to Osamu Dazai, "Mackerel, you are covering both eyes..."

Chuya Zhongya's voice suddenly disappeared.

【Are you kidding me? ! 】

Curiously, I walked over to the two people, and found that what they were looking at was a cauldron set up at the door to attract guests.

Red hot spicy oil soup was tumbling in the steaming pot. Lethal doses of red chili and Chinese prickly ash were tumbling in the pot. The density in the air had reached the point where I wanted to cry just by taking a breath with my probe.

[You answer me in the voice of your heart], Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at me with questioning eyes, the circles of his eyes were red from the smoke, [Where did you get such a certain conclusion just now? 】

[A certain software named Du Niang...]

Looking at this pot of soup, I suddenly feel a little guilty.

Isn't that said to be a very famous search site?The minimum credibility should be there, and if it is really that spicy, it should be very difficult to survive in Japan.

The waiter looked at the three people who suddenly stood there in confusion: "Guests?"

We can't keep seeing each other like this.

No matter, die together!

On the one hand, I grabbed Chuya Nakahara, who looked somewhat resistant, and on the other side, Osamu Dazai... Dazai didn't need me at all, he already found a private room with a good location with an eager look on his face, and hummed happily Song.

Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "What the hell are you thinking, you mackerel?"

The waiter first served a pot of tea and four small dishes of snacks.

Even the snack rice crust is coated with red chili powder, and there are pieces of chili pepper mixed in the peanuts.

Put the hat and coat in a sealed bag for storage. I opened the menu handed over by the waiter and opened it. I saw a red piece in my eyes, and the people who watched it felt agitated.

I turned over and over again, until I reached the last page.

"..." I calmly put down the menu and said to the waiter, "What can your family do?"

Waiter: "Although we are a Sichuan hotpot restaurant, the chef can cook a lot of Chinese dishes. You can also make ingredients that are not on the menu. What would you like to eat?"

I nodded: "Let's have a dessert first, do you have coffee jelly?"

Nakahara Chuya jumped up with three crosses on his head, and he snatched the menu from me: "Why don't you eat coffee jelly even if you're here, don't you order me here!"

[If this continues, I will soon have PTSD on coffee jelly! 】

I applauded Nakahara Chuya: "Courage is commendable." I didn't even have time to refute his attitude towards coffee jelly,

What was more surprising was that I was ready to meet the chili hell, but on the densely packed peppercorns and chili peppers in the cauldron, there was a naive little bear carved in red oil.

As the only girl here, I should have some attitude towards this bear, for example, take a photo with my mobile phone or something.

The waiter over there has started to look at me with puzzled eyes, I am completely out of place compared to the ladies outside who are saying "so cute" and taking pictures like crazy.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the bear and said, "It feels like a sugar-coated cannonball before the war."

Osamu Dazai was sitting lazily with his arms behind his back, but when he heard this, he suddenly leaned forward and raised his hand. He didn't know when he was holding a chopstick in his hand. " head.

Someone said happily: "Wouldn't this explode?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

I looked at the photo of "the scene after turning sugar-coated shells into a murder scene" just taken on my phone: "..."

Who invented taking pictures before meals?

But Osamu Dazai seems to be very peaceful today, and he hasn't produced the kind of flames that can completely scratch his hair with Nakahara Nakaya. I have to start to wonder if this guy is planning some kind of conspiracy.

The speed of serving the dishes was rather fast, and the dishes were served just after the purgatory bear had completely melted into the red oil soup.

Surprisingly, half of the dishes were normal dishes without chili peppers—Nakahara Zhong also looked very irritable and ordered a bunch of random dishes, but he still studied it seriously.

but……

I pointed to the glass bottle and the transparent liquid inside and said, "What is this? Wine?"

"It's not interesting to eat this kind of food without drinking alcohol." Zhongyuan Zhong also habitually wanted to raise the brim of his hat, but found nothing. He put down his hand and touched the bottle and shook it unaccustomed. "I read the introduction It's a kind of wine from China, it's a kind of 'baijiu', it seems to be called 'Erguotou'." After a pause, Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned and said, "What kind of strange name is this?"

Erguotou?A head in two pots?

What a mess.

I looked at the bottle of wine suspiciously, and Nakahara opened the bottle full of expectation.

In an instant, the strong smell of fermented grains filled the nostrils of the three of us.

My mind went blank for a moment, and the alarm sounded immediately.

Osamu Dazai and I made the same choice—holding our noses, we retreated to the other side away from Chuya Nakahara.

"Hey, isn't the reaction of the two of you too big?" Zhongyuan Zhong was also quite satisfied with the taste, he poured himself a small cup, took a sip, and sighed with surprise, "It's so strong, but It's not exciting at all, it's delicious, it's completely different from my favorites, I didn't find this before?"

"I guess it's because of its name and painting style." I said in a low voice.

"Chuya, you're the only one who likes it, right?" Osamu Dazai said with distaste, "This kind of wine might break into pieces after one sip."

Dazai Osamu also likes to drink, but this is what Nakahara Chu also likes, so he must do it the other way around.

"Enough is enough for the two of you, the smell is gone," Zhongyuan Zhong also picked up the plate and began to put food into the middle cauldron with a displeased face, "I can't eat like this, so I will eat whatever I want! I won't wait for you you!"

"The problem is that the value of my 'probability of serious consequences from too close to this wine' is still at 50.00% three," I picked up the detector and looked at it, and sat back without letting go of my nose, "I wait until Let go of the nose when the value falls below half."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at my hand: "What strange thing did you conjure again?!"

It's just a new superpower that I suddenly discovered.

I visually estimated that the value had dropped completely, so I let go of my nose.

After a few chopsticks went down, I admitted that I was really fragrant.

Although, why is the hot pot with this lethal amount of chili so delicious?Tongue hurts, but...

"This is not right!" Zhongyuan Zhongye held back his hot tears, covered his mouth and poured himself a glass of ice water, drank it in one gulp, and then gasped, "It's numb and spicy, but it's good Eat, it doesn't make sense!"

I nodded in agreement, and ate a few pieces of brown sugar glutinous rice cakes and small crispy meat to neutralize the spiciness.

Osamu Dazai suddenly took out his mobile phone and took a series of pictures of me and Nakahara Nakaya: "Yes, there are photos that can threaten slugs."

Nakahara Chuya: "Hey, get out, what do you want to do?!"

Osamu Dazai didn't answer, he picked up a plate of crabs and said to me: "Can supernatural powers be able to pick up crabs? I didn't expect to serve a whole crab for me."

Don't just think of my ability in this kind of thing.

"living comfortably without anybody's help."

Osamu Dazai: "Huh?"

The corners of Nakahara Chuya's eyes twitched: "When did you order crabs? This is not a seafood hot pot. The taste of crabs will change completely!"

No, the point is not this, right?Just now you still disliked Osamu Dazai and came together, but now the focus is all off, are you too sincere?

Do you two blacks get along like this?

"I'm going to the bathroom." Zhong Yuanzhong also put down his wine glass.

Because there was no one to drink with him and he had to go to work in the afternoon, Zhongyuan Zhong also planned to pack Erguotou back home and ordered another bottle of beer.

Osamu Dazai looked at Chuya Nakahara's seat, then at me, and suddenly raised his hand and pointed out the window: "Is that the airship advertising the new coffee jelly?"

ha?Stop talking nonsense, do you think I'm a three-year-old kid?

I looked away from the window and looked at Osamu Dazai indifferently: "How is that possible?"

Osamu Dazai put down the beer bottle, took a sip from the glass himself, and smiled, "Really?"