Simulate the operation of Beebo Street

However, the robber's voice was unexpectedly young.

There was a moaning sound from the violently treated store door, and the uninvited guests entered the area shrouded in dim light.

It turned out to be two boys who were only thirteen or fourteen years old. Their faces were exhausted and haggard, but they forced themselves to put on a fierce expression.

Eita and Yuuki have not eaten for two days.

Just three days ago, they were members of the "Yang" organization, a major force on Leibo Street.

However, the two of them were voted out of the organization just because they had a quarrel with Shirase and others who had the right to speak.The life of comfortable food and clothing was interrupted, the guns were confiscated, and the residence was deprived, so they had to start wandering again.

It has been confirmed that there is no room for them to live outside of Leibo Street.No matter where you go, you will be cast a blank stare, sex workers will be rejected, and you will not be able to snatch resources from those adult homeless people.

Desperate and exhausted, I can only sit under the eaves of a small roadside restaurant to hide from the rain while thinking about life.

At this moment, a breath-taking aroma of food wafted from the restaurant behind them, occupying their sense of smell irresistibly.The stomach, which was already numb from hunger, suddenly revived because of the aroma, and made a protest that could not be ignored.

It was the taste of ordinary Japanese curry that can be seen everywhere in Japan, but in the eyes of them who are hungry at the moment, it is the world's best delicacy.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw the desire for food in each other's eyes.

"We have no money, what should we do... Yuuki..." Eita said hesitantly.He spoke no louder than his stomach.

Yuuki didn't know what to do either.

But if you don't eat, you will really starve to death.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and stood up: "I, let's go eat Bawang's meal!"

As a result, as a result, I was too nervous, so the moment the shopkeeper looked over, I shouted out the robber's declaration.So stupid.

Yuuki saw the petite shop owner with long light blue hair looking sideways, with a slightly surprised expression on her face.In her hand, she was steadily holding a plate of curry rice topped with curly white air, which shone seductively under the lamp.

He tried to read fear or anger or disgust from that look, but there was nothing but pure surprise, as if she didn't care what happened to him next.

Ah, the aroma of curry is coming!

Yuuki, who wanted to shrink back inexplicably, mustered up his courage again under the temptation of delicious food.

"Surrender! I'm a supernatural being!" He raised his hands with a fierce expression, and his nails instantly stretched and turned into sharp blades.

But why, there was a chill like being targeted by a predator coming from behind... Was it his illusion?

"Is the food I cook delicious enough to make people commit crimes?" Yuri Yumekawa solemnly confirmed to the system.

"Should...should be okay?" The system hesitated, "Maybe it's just because the other party is too hungry."

In view of the compliments on her cooking skills, let them spare their lives.

"Clap."

She withdrew her gaze from looking at them, but gently placed the curry rice on the table.

Does this mean surrender?

Yuuki thought about going over to get it, but before he took the first step of hesitation, a cold light flashed, the tip of the trident had already touched his throat, slightly pressed into his skin, bringing A cold sting.

The other end of the trident is being firmly held by the shop owner's sister.Her eyes were sharper than the halberd in her hand, pinning him firmly in place.

Seeing that the two were so frightened that tears welled up in their eyes, Mengchuan Yuri turned her eyes and took back the trident.Black mist silently overflowed from her palm, turning into ropes to bind the two tightly and lift them up.In the ominous mist, a green-faced, fang-toothed evil spirit tore open space with its sharp claws and grinned grinningly at them.

The two of them had never seen such a battle before, and they struggled desperately in fright, but their feet had already left the ground, and they could only kick and kick in vain.

"Look at everything!" Mengchuan Yuri happily said to the system, "Free labor is delivered to your door!"

For the next 10 minutes, the system watched Yuri Yumekawa's special effect of [-] cents created by illusion, which convinced the two little ghosts that they had signed a contract with the witch, and that if they did not stay to work, they would die.

"...Is it a little exaggerated for you to recruit shop assistants in this way?"

"Everyone has their own style of play, so don't worry too much about it."

The ghosts with sharp fangs and the weird mist disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the scene changed back to a warm and simple restaurant, faster than changing channels on TV.The dim light shone on the two boys. They looked at each other for a long time, but they didn't come back to their senses. They just felt that they had just experienced a ridiculous dream.

Meng Chuan Yuli was about to give them some induction training when the store door was suddenly opened again.

Tonight's third guest walked into the store.

"Excuse me, is this place still open?" The person who came was a tall, thin red-haired young man with his hands in his pockets, looking up at the interior of the store.

Yumekawa Yuri looked at the clock, nine o'clock in the evening.

The system acted coquettishly in her ears, telling her not to give up her first customer casually.

She turned her eyes and saw that the red-haired young man had a calm demeanor in his gestures, and he was patiently waiting for her answer.

She finally replied: "To be honest, it didn't open before you came. However, since you came, it can be regarded as a temporary opening."

"Am I the first guest?" The red-haired young man said with some surprise in his tone.

"That's right." Mengchuan Yuri signaled him to sit down, got up and went to the kitchen to pour him a glass of warm water.

"So that's the case, that's really an honor." The young man chose a seat at random and sat down, nodding his head when Mengchuan Yuli brought him tea.

"I'm curious, how did you find out about this restaurant? There is no sign on the outside, right?"

"Because I like to eat curry very much," the red-haired young man replied, his tone and expression were very serious, without any joking elements, "I smelled the aroma of curry, and I couldn't help coming in as if I had been summoned."

Hearing this, Meng Chuan couldn't help but glance to the side, and the two people sitting on the other side of her who were working hard to cook, nodded frantically in agreement.

"Tonight we only serve curry rice—"

Meng Chuan Yuli also put on a very serious look, pretending to be holding a recipe in his hand, and then changed his mouth in time when he remembered that the ingredients were insufficient.

"Oh, it seems that the curry is not enough, let me fry another pork chop for you."

Standing in front of the cooking counter, Yuri Yumekawa, who was entertaining guests for the first time, took a deep breath to calm down her nervous mood, closed her eyes slightly and recalled the cooking steps.

Today is the day when her exclusive secret recipe - the low-temperature multiple-time tonkatsu method reappears!

Take out the fresh pork tenderloin steak from the refrigerator to defrost, beat it repeatedly with the back of a knife to break the fibers in it to make the meat more tender, and then simply marinate it with salt and black pepper.While waiting, prepare the auxiliary materials, and coat the pork chops with flour, egg liquid and bread crumbs in turn.

Yumekawa Yuri, who picked up the oil pot, unceremoniously poured a large amount of cooking oil into the pot, enough to submerge the pork chops, and then tested the oil temperature with a thermometer while heating slowly.When the oil temperature is close to 100 degrees, take out the pork chops that have just been cooked, and then put the pork chops into the pot again when the oil temperature reaches 200 degrees.

Oda Sakunosuke gradually lost his mind when he heard the sound of the oil pan boiling from the kitchen.

When he was hungry, a small restaurant just happened to appear on the street, which happened to be serving his favorite food, which might be more like a trap than a coincidence.

But then again, who would deal with a low-level mafia figure like this?

It was his killer vigilance left over from the past, after he chose to leave that cruel and tight life, he must still be working diligently.

The glass was gently turned between Oda Sakunosuke's fingers, and the surface of the colorless liquid kept swaying.

Perhaps it's because the restaurant is so unassuming and ordinary in every way—even if it represents something absolutely extraordinary in a place like Saibo Street—that it has a wonderful ability to soothe nervous nerves.The combination of warm-colored incandescent lamps, practical wooden tables and chairs, and the faint aroma from the kitchen makes people feel drowsy.

Staring at the pork chop surrounded by air bubbles, Yuri Yumekawa counted down from ten in his heart.

After ten seconds passed, the tonkatsu curled up slightly as if enchanted, and turned into a bright golden color.

The final short-term heating makes the fried coating of the pork chops more crispy and delicious, and the color is more vivid and attractive.Yumekawa Yuri nodded in satisfaction, took out a kitchen knife from the ledge, and lightly pressed it on the pork chop.

There is a pleasant light click as the blade slices across the tonkatsu meat.

"Just listening to the sound, I think it must be delicious." Oda Sakunosuke said sincerely.

Then this plate of tonkatsu, which was delicious at first sight, arrived in front of him together with a small portion of curry rice.

Although the curry rice is very fragrant, it is the virtue of the diners to eat the tonkatsu while it is still hot.

Oda Sakunosuke picked up a sliced ​​pork chop.

Teeth first penetrate the crispy coating, then sink into the piping hot tender tenderloin.

The light and tender taste of the fried pork chops slides into the throat together with the heat of the freshly cooked pork chops, without feeling the sluggishness of heavy oily food at all.Before I knew it, half of a plate of tonkatsu had disappeared.

"Sir, what do you think of the curry rice this time?" After Oda Sakunosuke finished the meal, Yuri Yumekawa asked for comments while packing the plate.

"It's a homemade curry rice that reminds me of a warm family atmosphere. Is it made with curry powder that is commonly found in supermarkets? But there is a slight difference. Milk is added to the sauce to make it more mellow. Is it smooth?"

"That's right!"

"If it's my personal taste, I hope it can be spicier. But maybe different diners will have different ideas."

"Understood...it makes sense, so next time, add a variety of spiciness options."

Meng Chuanyuli snapped his fingers, and his eyes fell calmly on the thick callus of the opponent's tiger's mouth.

She quietly called the function of the map panel that she had just started to check the other party's information.

Oda Sakunosuke, a lower-level member of the Port Mafia.

... You know that the people who haunt here will not be serious people!Even the Buddhist youths who seem harmless to humans and animals are the same!

"You don't look like a resident here." Mengchuan Yuli asked tentatively.

"No, just here for work." Oda Sakunosuke replied, "The boss's cat was lost around here, so I was appointed to find it here."

ha?How idle is the Japanese mafia?

She took him a serious look and confirmed that what he said was not a joke.

"So did you find it?" Yumekawa Yuri, who didn't see the cat bag in his hand, asked knowingly.

But she still got an unexpected answer,

"I just got the news that the cat has returned home by itself." Oda Sakunosuke showed a relieved expression, and he was not upset at all after a day of useless work. "In this way, my work is complete."

Yumekawa Yuri: ...

In any case, let a good young man with gun calluses look like a good gun player every day to tease cats and dogs, is it because there are so many masters in the organization that he doesn't care?

The port mafia is so terrifying!