Food reserves are all love brains? [Comprehensive]

Mari Kuze felt that he was really unlucky.

She explained it to the uninteresting ingredients in a good voice, but in the end, the other party ignored her resistance and forcibly moved her away from the place.

worn out.

Very sleepy.

I really want to sleep.

No, my lord truth must stay alert.

Although the other party is a good person with a conscience value of 80%, Truth has seen several cases where a "good person" with a conscience value of 90% killed his own kind, and almost failed to come back alive - the reason is [Hindered World Peace】.

What is world peace?

Can you eat?

Tasty?

In order to find the best ingredients, Gourmet Truth read several books on the history of war recommended by his mentor overnight, and then completely gave up understanding other races.

Nestled on the soft sofa of the family restaurant, Truth fell asleep.

"Do you want dessert?" Shizuo Heiwajima flipped through the menu awkwardly.

"No, Mr. Good Man."

She waved her hand weakly: "I'll just lie here for a while, and you can eat by yourself."

Although Mr. Good Man didn't talk to her much, but he is indeed showing his "conscience" now-even though it is a "conscience" that is colorless, odorless and qualityless than air, the truth is still very moving, just because it is too Tired and hungry, I really don't want to say anything more.

"How about the small hot pot?" Pinghe Island was still asking persistently.

"It's up to you."

Zhenzhen's head was getting lower and lower, and when it was about to hit the table, Heping Island quickly supported her forehead.

"Be careful."

She instinctively rubbed the tobacco-smelling palm, feeling a slight tremor in the other's fingers, and then quickly withdrew it.

Losing support, the little girl knocked her chin to the table.

Although it is very comfortable, it seems that it is impossible to avoid Mr. Good Man's persevering eyes.

Under normal circumstances, human food is useless to truth, so truth was too lazy to eat.But there are also cases where:

If the chef poured his "conscience" towards a specific diner when cooking, it would be like a perfect pill for Kuze, who is now hungry and bored.

——However, it is impossible to think about it.

The little girl threw that glimmer of hope behind her, casually pointed to a dish, and let herself fall into a deep sleep.

She was awakened by the smell of food.

The eyelids that were stuck together suddenly opened, and the little girl's eyes flashed, and she looked at the opposite side frantically.

Heihejima Shizuo held up the chopsticks and spoons in a regular manner, and was eating the small hot pot gracefully—the first bite was fixed by her hundred times fanatical eyes.

He chewed the ball in his mouth a few times and swallowed it. Just as he was about to ask the girl if she wanted to eat it, his expression changed drastically, and he slammed down the demonic claws that were stretched out by her.

"I want to eat! Give it to me!"

Kuze Mari screamed excitedly.

Heiwajima Shizuo was more excited than her and yelled louder than her:

"No! The pot is poisonous!!!"

"It smells so good, so good, so good—"

"—Where the hell is the smell of fleas!!!"

Shizuo Heiwajima's expression was slightly distorted. He held down the girl who was frantically circling around the hot pot trying to find a chance to have a bite, and his eyes turned around in the calm and warm family restaurant.

He found it.

At the entrance of the back kitchen area, a slender young man with black hair and red eyes waved to him with a smile.

"Happy New Year, Xiaojing."

A young man named Rinya Orihara waved the kitchen cleaner on his hand viciously,

"This—how does it taste?"

"..."

what.

Burned.

Shizuo Heiwajima looked at his arch-rival with hatred, before his sanity collapsed, at least he remembered to take out his wallet and throw it to the penniless girl.

"wait me back."

"The Worst in Ikebukuro" tells the seemingly inexplicably excited and inexplicably suicidal girl Mari Kuze, who chases after the escaped "The Worst in Shinjuku" and starts a New Year's Eve deworming plan.

Kuze Zhen, who was left behind, did not show any frustration on his face.

In the family restaurant surrounded by twos and threes, the girl who was left alone by the youth stood out, but she didn't care, and only focused on the small hot pot in front of her with fanatical eyes.

Appeared!

Hit the jackpot! ! !

Super delicious!

Shiquan Dabu Pills! ! !

She buried her little face on the steaming hot pot that was bubbling with detergent, and took a sip intoxicated.

Ah!

The breath of good conscience!

Although the conscience is quite thin, and maliciousness accounts for about 99.9%, but the quality of the poisoned villain is quite high, and for her who is hungry - it is already a complete delicacy!

Under the horrifying prying eyes of the people around her, the little girl picked up a small hot pot that could scald people, and heroically cleaned it all up.

Cool! ! !

Truth burped happily.

She picked up the wallet thrown by Shizuo Heiwajima on the seat, looked at it suspiciously, and didn't understand how it was used, so she simply put it in her arms.

Then, under the astonished gazes of all the guests, the girl with black hair and green eyes disappeared in an instant.

Childish face, well-behaved eyes, except for a slightly wild way of eating, no matter how you look at it, you are a normal child.

Such a normal child——

——I actually reneged under the worst influence of that Ikebukuro! ! !

Everyone in Ikebukuro, who are accustomed to all abnormalities, subconsciously regarded the miracle just now as a clever magic trick, and succeeded in grasping the wrong point.

I successfully got rid of Xiaojing~☆

Jumping step by step in a happy mood, Orihara Lin also looked back at the roar not far away, and threw the cleaner that he forgot to throw away into the trash can.

This year's New Year's Eve, the nasty paramecium will spend alone alone.Although he didn't know where he picked up that girl, but seeing the terrifying destructive power of the monster, he probably wouldn't stay there anymore.

He deduced with confidence, his red eyes gleamed strangely under the moonlight, the corners of his mouth unconsciously lifted, and he laughed briskly on the deserted street.

Orihara Rin also imagined Shizuo Heiwajima's dejected appearance when he returned to the restaurant, and felt that this night was the most fulfilling New Year's Eve in the past few years.

But the New Year's Eve surprises weren't over yet.

Collision at the corner - this is an extremely low-probability event for an intelligence broker with extremely high agility.What was even more frightening was that when he apologized in surprise, and lowered his eyes to see carefully whether the little girl who hit him on purpose was a human or a ghost——

Eh?

Orihara Lin was also stunned.

An event with a probability of 21 occurred in 0 years (self-proclaimed).

The strange girl hugged Orihara's waist tightly with her small hands, and buried her face in it.

Hugging him?

Orihara Rin also blinked in disbelief, and proposed a series of possibilities:

sexual harassment?

drunk?

Killer?

but.

no desire.

No alcohol.

No killing intent.

The information dealer felt a little annoyed by the close distance, he called out "Miss" in a gentlemanly manner, and the girl who buried her face in his chest suddenly looked up.

—— Lin also saw this face 5 minutes ago.

He subconsciously looked around and confirmed that there was no sign of Shizuo Heiwajima, so he looked at her more curiously, put on a fake smile habitually, and tried softly:

"you--"

"Mr. Badass!!!"

An unknown girl with stars in her green eyes,

"Please let me stay by your side, Mr. Badass!!!"