A magician who doesn't want to be a human is not a good magician

In the end, Zhimeng, as a referee, had to taste the same Japanese cuisine made by the two, even two bowls of miso soup that were identical except for the ingredients.

To tell the truth, it is impossible to taste food without a keen sense of taste. In that case, you will not be able to taste the deliciousness of the food, and it is easy to be dull in taste.

But fortunately, Zhimeng is born with keen five senses, and the sense of taste is naturally included.

Although he has not undergone professional training, based on his experience in eating various delicacies in Tokyo for so many years, it is no problem to judge these two dishes that can be said to be home-cooked.

So Zhimeng, who was stared at by the two, took a sip of every dish, rice, miso soup, wiped his mouth with a paper towel and began to rate.

"Jie's cooking is suitable for saltiness, the heat is just right, and the miso soup is very delicious, I give it a very high point!"

Xia Youjie smiled immediately: "I'm overwhelmed."

Gojo Satoru looked at his hypocritical smile, clicked his tongue in displeasure, and urged, "What about mine? I must be better than Jie's."

"Wu--" Zhimeng's voice lengthened, causing Gojo Wu to sit up straight.

"Wu's cooking is sweet. The saury is a bit overcooked, and the fish is slightly burnt, but it has an unexpected charred and crispy texture. It is just right, and it is eye-catching when paired with sweet sauce."

Wujo Wu immediately glanced at Xia Youjie with complacent eyes, but Xia Youjie didn't care about the childish behavior of the other party, the old god was listening to Zhimeng and continued.

"It's miso... the miso is a bit too sweet, I like the sweetness that is just right."

Xia Youjie smiled even wider.

Gojo Goto argues: "The sweeter the sweeter the better, the more delicious it is. Zhimeng, if you try it again, you will definitely find the deliciousness of the sweeter."

"No, I still think it's too sweet." Weaving Dream was not disturbed and insisted on his own opinion.

"However, Wujian's saury is amazing, which is a bonus item, so I also give it [-]."

Although they were both rated [-], the two were obviously not satisfied with the result.

"It's Zhimeng that you don't like sweets, so you gave it a low score. Obviously, I like it very much. My cooking is definitely better than Jie!"

"Wu, can't you afford to lose?"

"I didn't lose—"

Seeing that the two were quarreling again, Zhimeng hurriedly persuaded them: "Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, if you are not satisfied, I will make it for you to taste next time!"

As soon as these words fell, the two quarreling people died down on the spot.

The atmosphere was strangely quiet for a moment, Wujo Gojo and Xia Youjie looked at each other, and picked up the chopsticks in unison.

"Eat, eat, let's eat."

Seeing the two people who suddenly stopped arguing and lowered their heads obediently to eat, Zhimeng slowly put out a question mark.

what happened?Why does he feel that he seems to have missed several episodes? ? ?

Zhimeng couldn't help expressing his doubts: "Why do I feel that you are a little strange?"

"No, I'm just hungry."

"Yes, we're just hungry."

Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu Qiqi shook their heads in denial, and urged him to eat quickly and go shopping after eating.

Zhizhi dreamed of their task today, so he stopped entangled, bowed his head and ate breakfast.

After breakfast, Xia Youjie went to clean up the dishes and the kitchen in a particularly virtuous manner.

After Zhimeng went to help but was rejected, he went back to the bedroom to find the game console he was going to take away.

"It's so narrow~"

Gojo Satoru, who came with him, sighed as he looked at Zhimeng's well-equipped bedroom.

Zhimeng saw that he had a lot of storage, but the neatly tidy bedroom didn't feel that way: "I think it's okay, I live alone, it doesn't need much, and it won't be so troublesome to clean."

To be honest, Zhimeng doesn't really like cleaning and other tasks.Because I was cleaning the room back and forth, it felt very boring.

"That's right." Gojo Satoru said perfunctorily, and went in first, picked up the books on the small bookshelf against the wall and flipped through them.

"It's Girl Man, I didn't expect Zhimeng that you like this."

Zhimeng, who was looking for a game console at the bottom of the closet, didn't look back: "Because I haven't seen it, I'm curious."

"... very answer from Dream Weaving." Apparently thinking of Weaving Dream, Gojo Satoru, who was keen on doing things he hadn't done before, couldn't help but draw a black line.

Then I randomly scanned the books on the small bookshelf, and as expected, I found that these were all kinds of extracurricular books such as comics or tutorial books.

Just by looking at it, I can imagine what Zhimeng thought when I bought it back—for example, I haven’t seen this type of one, I’m so curious, I’ll buy it and have a look.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru couldn't help laughing.

Suddenly weaving dreams is a bit cute.

Gojo Satoru, who was no longer interested in these books, casually stuffed it back into the bookshelf, and moved to Zhimeng's side like a cat, and put his arm on his shoulder by the way.

"Well, it's a game console, this style is going to be eliminated."

"Well, because I bought it for a long time, it was a birthday present from the dean's mother before."

Gojo Satoru blinked and skipped the game console.

"Anyway, I'm going to go shopping later. Let's go to the game hall to play. The fighting series will release a new version recently. It's a new game that I haven't played~"

Zhimeng's eyes lit up immediately, and the game console he bought just last month was no longer good.

"Really? Let's go then."

As soon as he closed the drawer, he didn't plan to bring these game consoles anymore.

Gotta buy a new one anyway.

"Weaving Meng, Wu, are you still alright?"

"Okay, okay, here we come."

Xia Youjie's voice came from the living room, Zhimeng responded, patted Wujo Wu to signal him to get up, and the two left the bedroom one after the other and gathered in the living room.

"Is there anything to bring?" Seeing Zhimeng coming out of the bedroom, Xia Youjie guessed.

"I don't plan to bring it now." Zhimeng shook his head and explained: "I made a fortune yesterday, so I just went to buy a new one."

"Let's go, I have to buy games and eat cakes today."

Gojo Satoru had already opened the door, turned around and greeted them to leave.

Zhimeng and Xia Youjie looked at each other, then followed.

"Come here~"

But they still failed to buy a game and eat it as a cake, because Night Moth Zhengdao called and said that there was a task for them to do.

His interest was interrupted, and Gojo Satoru, who missed the cake shop he had wanted to go for a long time, was not going to mention how angry he was. After all, the venue that was severely damaged while exorcising the curse was already able to express his anger well.

Zhimeng and Xia Youjie fell silent as they watched the assistant supervisor who kept bowing not far away, and Wujo Satoru who was angrily calling someone on the phone.

Weaving Dream pondered: "Why do you feel that we are so redundant?"

Xia Youjie sighed: "Because the limelight has been stolen by Wu."

Weaving Dream couldn't help but sighed, the mobs used for leveling were all killed by his companions, how could he gain experience and become stronger?

Suddenly, I felt that Enlightenment had become a stumbling block on his way to becoming stronger, and it was still the kind that was difficult to kick away...

Seeing him sigh, Xia Youjie comforted: "Don't be sad, this is the task of the three of us, even if Wu solves it alone, our reward will not be less."

"On the contrary——" Xia Youjie showed a bright smile: "Wu destroyed the building again, and his compensation was added to the compensation."

So the only ones who suffered were Gojo Satoru who had to pay compensation for their hard work and no wages. They were paid just for standing.

But for some reason, Zhimeng couldn't help laughing with Xia Youjie when thinking of such a miserable Wujo Wu.

I'm sorry for Satoru—but he seems to have lost his money to buy weapons!

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I have to deal with all kinds of rubbish, so I don't scold you!