[Comprehensive Wenhao] My God Lord insists that he is an individual

"Ah, it's already this point."

Shenshang Zhuli tore his face off the keyboard, glanced at the time, and asked Nakahara Chuya,

"Does Nakahara-san want to stay for dinner?"

dinner?

The red-haired youth is alert.His mind began to automatically replay the oden-flavored curry rice, oden sandwich balls, oden rice, etc. that he had eaten in the past few months.

No, wait a minute.

Even if he flees now, ahem, back to the port of Mafia, God Food will show up on time.In this case, it's better to stay and pinch the boy's desire to cook oden again from the source.

Zhongyuan Zhong also cautiously probed: "Hey, there is no Oden for dinner, right?"

"Huh? Does Nakahara-san like oden too?"

Shenshang Zhuli showed surprise eyes for a moment, he got up under the gradually frightened eyes of the red-haired young man, opened the refrigerator beside him, two seconds later, the young man showed a regretful expression,

"Ah, but due to feeding the tiger these days, the ingredients for Kanto cooking are not enough, otherwise I will go outside..."

Something strange passed through the young man's mind, but Zhong Yuanzhong didn't have time to care about it, because there were more important things to solve!

"Need not!"

Quickly interrupted the boy's words, "Ordinary is fine! It's too troublesome to run again!"

Shenshang Zhuli poked his head out from above the refrigerator door, "Really? Nakahara-san, don't be polite to me."

Zhong Yuanzhong also emphasized again and again: "Really, you are welcome, I am hungry now, just eat whatever you want!"

The black-haired boy was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he showed a proud and proud smile,

"That's it, there's really nothing we can do about Nakahara-san."

"Then, are tempura fried shrimp, vegetable salad and omurice okay?"

Kamami Zhuri turned his back, put on his apron, and skillfully took out the necessary ingredients from the refrigerator.

"Oh, oh, yes."

Unprepared, he accepted the boy's smile head-on. Even Nakahara Chuya, who had seen countless cases of murder by beauty, was a little dazed.

It has to be said that, to a certain extent, the appearance of Kamisami Shuri is at a level that even a big monster like Shuten-douji would be willing to say "worth admiration".

Although he usually acts like a sand sculpture or is unreasonable, it is somewhat covered up.

But when the young man smiled seriously, perhaps even the gods couldn't help but bow their heads and listen to his prayer.

However, this is not all the attention of the red-haired youth.

wow-

The sound of the boy handling the ingredients came from the cooking table.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at the young man's back. From the corners of his eyes that softened unconsciously while chopping vegetables, to the hair tied up high and the back of his slender neck hung with a string of apron, his mind went blank for a moment.

like this,

It was the first time for Chuya Nakahara to discuss cooking casually, and then someone cooks for him to prepare dinner. It felt like home.

"It's my first time too, Nakahara-san."

The black-haired boy suddenly turned his head and said something with a smile.

Zhong Yuanzhong also snapped back to his senses, almost jumping up from his seat in shock.

"What, what did you say?"

"Huh?" Shenshang Zhuli blinked and said doubtfully, "I said, it's also the first time I'm cooking and entertaining friends at home! So, I'm a little happy"

As the black-haired boy said, he blinked his right eye at Zhong Yuanzhong.

"Ah, is that so?"

The red-haired young man looked away uncomfortably, and subconsciously raised his hand to press down the hat to cover the emotion in his eyes, but it was in vain.

Only then did he remember that the hat was not on top of his head, it was hanging on the boy's hanger.

I don't know why, but thinking of this, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt even more uncomfortable.

Simply, after the black-haired boy finished speaking, he turned his head away and continued cooking.

The port mafia, the cadre of the central plains Zhongya, has the strength to face thousands of people without being nervous, but now there is a strange feeling of "saved".

cough.

The young man with red hair looked back awkwardly, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

Wait a minute, so he doesn't have to eat Kanto cooking today!

Great! ! !

For a moment, Zhongyuan Zhong was so happy that he was about to shed tears (it didn't), he thought happily, and suddenly felt a gaze fall on him.

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his head, just in time to meet the three-eyed meow's royal blue cat eyes.

Three-eyed Meow: Tsk.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Yes, is it an illusion, just now I always felt as if I was despised by a cat.

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The taste is... surprisingly good?

Chuya Nakahara, who took a bite of tempura with the heart of seeing death as home, only felt that his head was really blank.

The next moment, he seemed to have entered the kingdom of tempura. A group of delicious shrimps held hands and circled around him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also blurted out an admiration: "It's delicious."

"Hey hey."

The black-haired boy smiled contentedly, so proud that his mouth was in the shape of a w.

"I thought you could only cook oden and other dishes." Zhongya Nakahara looked complicated.

"Huh? How did Nakahara-san know that I like to cook oden?"

When did I say that?

The black-haired boy raised his head and thought, but didn't notice the expression of the red-haired youth's "spoofed" expression for a moment.

Zhu Li thought about it for a while, and found that he couldn't remember it, so he just let it go, and turned to answer Zhongyuan Chuya's question,

"Actually, the senior who was in Yuanyue told me that cooking should be full of love, serving diners with their favorite dishes."

"So, what I usually cook the most is oden, which is a god's delicacy."

Full, full of love? !

If the boy was too straight, Nakahara would choke on a mouthful of food.

Fortunately, Zhu Li handed over a glass of water in time, so that the black joke of "the gravity of Mafia at the port keeps you from choking to death" did not happen.

"I said you—"

Zhongyuan Zhong also put down his water glass wearily, his face full of vicissitudes, "Don't say such things to men casually. Even if you are a boy!"

Did he say anything?

The godly young man Zhu Li blinked his eyes, but under the silent and fierce threats from the Central Plains cadres, he obediently responded, "Oh."

"And then? Who told you, I, um, Rage God likes Kanto cooking?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also asked specifically, absolutely, absolutely never had the idea of ​​putting the opponent in a sack and beating him up severely!

This question stopped the black-haired boy instead.

Zhu Li thought for a long time with his chopsticks in his mouth, but he couldn't think of an answer. He just felt a vague consciousness in his head——

There was a small figure smiling brightly when he brought him a bowl of oden.

Nakahara Chuya: "God?"

Shenshang Zhuli came back to his senses, and shook his head after thinking for a long time, "Actually, I don't know too well, it's just... I have such a feeling."

"Is that so? It's a pity." The red-haired young man clicked his tongue regretfully.

"Yeah, it would be great if I could remember." Shenshang Zhuli said with the same regret.

However, emm, the regrets of the two of them probably don't mean the same thing.

The three-eyed cat on the side silently ate the omelet rice, expressing that he was too lazy to pay attention to the pair of idiot gods and his witch.

Nakahara Chuya: "Speaking of which, you just said that the ingredients are not enough?"

Shenshang Zhuli nodded, and said casually, "Yes, I just fed the tiger a few times a few days ago, eh... the tiger is so good to eat."

"Oh, tiger... wait, you said tiger?!"

Finally realizing that something was wrong, Chuya Nakahara widened his eyes.

"Oh, yes, it's a big tiger!"

The black-haired boy made a serious comparison to Zhongyuan Zhongye, "It's so big! A big black and white tiger, the species should be a Bengal tiger."

"And it's super powerful, the kind that can smash the floor with one claw!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also endured his anger: "Hey, won't you run when you meet a tiger? And run up to feed it?!"

God Zhu Li gave a thumbs up and said proudly: "It's okay, Nakahara-san! Although that tiger can smash the ground, I can smash its head!"

Nakahara Chuya: ... Then you are awesome.

God Zhu Li continued, "And, that Bengal tiger is actually a vegetarian!"

"Huh? Vegetarian?"

"Well," the black-haired boy nodded, "I found it in the mountains near the shrine. When I saw it, it was foolishly swallowing poisonous mushrooms."

"That's right! I even took photos!" Shenshang Zhuli said, clapped his hands, stood up from the chair, and ran to get the photo album.

Zhongyuan Zhong also had a shocked face: You guy actually took pictures? !

This won't work...

The red-haired young man held the bowl with a serious face, and it was the first time that he clearly noticed that there seemed to be something really wrong with the common sense of God Zhu Li.

Although he also has some problems... But!

How can anyone see a tiger and let it go, feed it and take pictures!

The old father, Zhong Yuanzhong, also took a sad mouthful of food, and the way he sighed while eating was exactly the same as the orange cat next to him.

Shenshang Zhuli ran over with a large photo album in his arms.

Zhong Yuanzhong also leaned over curiously and watched with him.

The photo album was quickly flipped backwards from the beginning, and the teenager flipped it very fast, but Nakahara Zhongya still saw many photos of Zhu Li when he was young by virtue of his excellent dynamic vision.

The black-haired toddler in the photo always has a straight face, surrounded by all kinds of strange people.

Well, some have wings, and some have several tails behind them...

"Ah, found it!"

Shenshang Zhuli stopped his movements, and Nakahara Chu also lowered his head.

The first photo is what the boy said, the big black and white tiger pouted and gnawed mushrooms.

The second picture is a photo of the big tiger hugging tofu and eating it.

The third picture is a picture of a three-eyed cat squatting on its back, bullying it to the point of howling.

……

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Zhong Yuan also looked at the Bengal tiger in the photo album, and suddenly felt:

This tiger... looks like it doesn't have a high IQ...

The ocher-haired young man thought silently.The album quickly turned to the end, and other photos of the boy's daily life should be recorded later.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also about to look away, when suddenly his eyes froze and stopped on a certain photo.

This, this is? !

The author has something to say:

Well, I still haven't written the target plot today.

Forget it, anyway, we are used to it...

Cough, just a reminder, since Zhu Li took out the photo album, some photos from the previous chapters

You know, hint.jpg

Keke, today

There are also limited editions, a group photo of Mr. Chuya Nakahara holding the bowl and the orange cat holding the bowl!

Do not miss passing through! (beaten by gravity

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Known clues:

Godly boy, looks like he can only cook Oden

In fact, he has unique skills, and it is said that there is also a senior from Yuanyue Academy

About my master loves to eat oden

The witch herself can't figure out how she knows

Mr. Chuya Nakahara

Hit again, twice by the boy's straight ball

There's a bunch of lumps swollen on my forehead

When staring at people secretly

Also disgusted by the cat next to me

Well, if you feel something, you don’t know why

Nakahara Chuya-kun, it's delicious

Who could be the big black and white tiger that Zhu Li mentioned?