Onmyoji Girl [Comprehensive Manga]

"It's such a long-lost taste!" The grandfather sighed and swallowed a mouthful of the cake, "The sweetness is just right, and the heat is not bad. How long has this pastry chef started learning to make desserts?"

Ibrahimovic had just distributed cakes to the shikigami at this time, and was about to mix a cup of matcha tea, so he was taken aback by the old man's question.She loved to eat desserts since she was a child, and she also used the oven at home to make some cookies, slices of bread, etc., but she really started making desserts, and it should be after France.

"Probably, more than five years."

"Oh? Then you are really talented. I spent six years just practicing Baumkuchen." The old man said this modestly. The time he spent was used to hone his skills and improve the quality of single products. Promoted to the extreme, because of this spirit, he was able to become a famous pastry chef in Japan when he was young.If he hadn't had an accident, he would be an internationally renowned master by now.

Although invisible to the eyes, the grandfather was very happy when he ate the cake, as if he had returned to his youth, "Annual rings, annual rings, I just like the beauty it symbolizes, so I choose it as a must to improve To the ultimate pastry, when I couldn't do it myself, I was really depressed, but thanks to my wife for accompanying me, we have supported me until now, maybe there are not a few days to live, but at least now we are together every day , are like Baumkuchen, full of the texture of time, the heaviness of life, and the sweetness of emotion."

The old woman narrowed her eyes with a smile, and she held the grandfather's hand tightly, "It's been a long time since I heard you talk so much, I'm so happy. We will live happily until the last moment of our lives."

"Of course!" The grandfather turned to his wife, as if he was studying her face.

"Little girl, I want to borrow your materials and tools and try to make a cake by myself, is that okay?"

"But, you're not..." Ibrahimovic looked at the old man's eyes that couldn't see, hesitating a little.

"Of course, because I can't see, I need my wife's help."

"Okay then." Ibrahimovic took out some low-gluten flour, eggs, etc., and put them together neatly for the couple to use. She herself was also watching nearby to prevent any accidents.

The couple have a tacit understanding, and it seems that they have also cooperated in making desserts at home. The grandfather is very skillful in mixing flour, and Ibrahimovic can learn some tricks by watching.It's just that you need to use your eyes to see when baking bread in a pan, and I don't know how the old man will handle it.

Yingcao was also a little ready to move when she saw the old man making love there.Ibrahimovic poked her side face and complained in a low voice: "Don't take part this time, last time you mixed the low-gluten flour into a high-elastic dough, if you didn't ask aunt and Inugami to cut it into pieces A small dose can make a pancake, otherwise the flour would be wasted."

Thinking of Yingcao's strength, Ibrahimovic felt that if only he was a noodle maker, there must be no more springy noodles than hers in the world.

"One, two, three, turn off the fire!" The old woman helped to keep an eye on the heat of the pan. As soon as she finished saying turn off the fire, the old man had already started rolling the cake.The single slice cake they bake is thinner than Ibrahimovic's, so it's almost flattened out of the pan, and it's about to be scooped and rolled up.

Because he couldn't see it, the old man's hand was led by his wife and placed on one side of the cake. He quickly rolled up the whole cake, and then couldn't help but touch it with his hands to see if it was rolled properly. After feeling that it was tight, he revealed With a relaxed and happy smile, like a child.

"Try to roll another slice." After one success, the old man wanted to increase the difficulty. The more layers of the Baumkuchen roll and the smoother it is, the more popular it will be.

Probably because of the foundation of many years of skills and the blessing of good luck, the old man finally succeeded in rolling three times. The number of layers is the same as that of Ibrahimovic, but his single layer is thinner.

The old woman took the wooden core of the rolled cake, and slowly and tremblingly cut it into slices, "Oh, I really miss seeing this, just like you did when you were young."

"Really?" The old man laughed out loud, "Quickly, cut a piece for me to taste."

The old woman cut two small pieces of cake from one piece and stuffed one into her own mouth and the other into her husband's.The cake melted in the mouth, and both of them smiled happily.

Ibrahimovic couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.The bread made by this grandpa smells more fragrant and sweeter.

The old couple ate a piece of Baumkuchen one bite at a time, and finally the old woman couldn't help but shed two lines of tears and held her husband's hand tightly.The old man seemed to have sensed something, and raised his head with a smile. In those empty eye sockets, there seemed to be a gaze from the soul hidden.

They looked at each other speechlessly, finally expressed their thanks to Ibrahimovic, and left holding hands, leaving only the few slices of cake that were not taken away.

"Huh?" Ibrahimovic couldn't help taking a little bit to taste, and found that the cake had almost no sweetness, and she remembered that the old man didn't put sugar at all just now. "It's a pity, everything else is perfect, just add a little sugar, and the taste is perfect."

Remembering the smiles of the two old people just now, the cake in Ibrahimovic's mouth suddenly became a little sweeter. Compared with the direct feeling of taste, what the two old people tasted should be the taste of love produced by two compatible souls Bar.Thinking of this, the cake suddenly glowed softly, and slowly melted into the air, turning into a strange Clow card.

"This is..." Ibrahimovic picked up the card and hurriedly chased it out, only to see the figures of the couple gradually disappearing, reflecting the city's streets extremely warmly.

"It's 'love'." Ibrahimovic clenched the card in his hand. This Clow card is not a fighting card, but it hides a huge power, and even allows the dead couple to fulfill their last wish during their lifetime. "If I also have someone who loves each other like this, how happy I would be..."

Signing his name on the card with complicated emotions, the card turned into a ray of light and merged into Ibrahimovic's body.

"Ding," the system sent out a voice notification after a long time, "Congratulations to the host or the special item - the 'Love' Clow card, the system has opened a special summoning channel, the host can use the 'Love' card to sign a contract with any living body or spiritual body, regardless of No matter which world you go to in the future, you can use the 'love' card to summon the contractor."

Ibrahimovic's heart beat fast, "Any world? Can I go back to this world?"

"That's right, but after you return to the present world, you can only summon once. If the contractor does not respond or is unwilling to obey the summon, this special summon will be invalid. It is the same when you go to other worlds. The contractor can refuse the summon, but after a period of time Time buffer, you can try to summon again."

The author has something to say: Today’s update can finally be done sooner. I will write another article at night. If there is still enough time after writing, I will fill in the chapter that I owed before.