How to put on the character of Wen Haozai in front of Buteizai

The bright yellow half-boiled egg skin is spread on the rice, and the sweet and sour secret tomato cheese is topped on the surface.

Cut it down with a tablespoon, the tender yellow egg skin is mixed with red and green fried rice, the colorful appearance is very beautiful.

The rice on the plate has clear grains, and after a light bite, you can enjoy the excellent texture, plus the chunks of shrimp that look springy and delicious.

The color, fragrance and taste are complete, and a plain home-cooked dish has also been fried with its own style and characteristics, so that everyone who has tasted this delicious food has to praise the chef's ingenuity.

Satisfied, Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes half-closed, while holding his reddish cheeks with his left hand, he quickly chewed the food in his mouth, and after swallowing, he gave a thumbs up to the figure in the kitchen.

"Emiya, you are really amazing!" Because I wanted to say too much at the moment, but I didn't know what kind of words to use to compliment the other party, and in the end I only choked out such a flat sentence.

But it is precisely this kind of attitude that can show his love for this meal. The person who was praised nodded slightly, and then said calmly: "Thank you for the compliment, but you just like it."

As a chef, it must be a pleasure for guests to compliment you on your hard work.

But after all, he is not the kind of young man who has never experienced anything. In addition, this kind of praise is obtained almost every day from Osamu Dazai who comes here to eat, so Emiya is not so shallow that he is caught by the other party. The kind that will make you happy when you praise it.

"This is not a compliment~ Delicious is delicious!" Dazai Osamu patted his stomach slightly while saying this, as a soul body, he would not actually feel hungry.

But in the current gourmet cuisine, if there are top quality products, who will accommodate those defective products?

Wu Jingzai hurts himself every day, just because of the incident of running over every day.If it wasn't because he didn't plan to spend the night outside, that narrow-minded guy might really think that he hung up one hat after another for him outside.

But if you can eat this kind of thing every day, what's the point of being sour?

Thinking of it, Osamu Dazai suddenly drowned, lying limply on the table as if he had no bones, and then kept mumbling in his mouth: "It would be great if I could eat the dishes made by Emiya every day. …”

But in a few days, I have to go on vacation with the detective agency...

Ahhh, so annoying~

When I think that I won’t be able to eat Emiya’s meals for several days, I feel weak and can’t think of anything~

"Give up! Impossible..."

Emiya cleaned the kitchen knife inside and out with a blue cloth, then held it up in the air and observed its sharpness from the edge of the blade, "It is impossible for me to accompany you back to the library, and then Stay over there and cook for you!"

Everyone in Chaldea is enough to cause headaches. It is enough to raise a coquettish and cute son. It is impossible to be a male mother!

"Hey, it's really annoying..."

Osamu Dazai lay down on the table aggrieved, and complained half-truthfully: "I don't even give me a chance to fantasize..."

That pitiful and cute look is like a black cat that has been lost to autism.

"Of course, if you refuse, you should make it clear earlier!" Emiya replied casually.

Osamu Dazai puffed out his mouth angrily, then lay down on the table and stared at the unmoved Emiya with those sad eyes.

The side door of the restaurant was suddenly pushed open from the inside, and Cu Chulainn, with his blue pigtails and loose collar torn off, walked over from that direction with steps that no one knew.

He glanced at Osamu Dazai and teased: "Oh, boy, are you pestering Emiya again?"

Before Dazai could answer, he walked to the kitchen and patted Emiya's upturned butt with his right hand.

"Hey, what are you doing?!" Emiya froze from the sudden attack, then quickly turned around and slapped Cu Chulainn's hand off.

Cu Chulainn squeezed the air twice as if reminiscing, and then said with a playful smile: "There is no need to be shy, there are no outsiders here!"

Then he put his right hand around Emiya's neck, grabbed the other person's shoulder and turned to look at Osamu Dazai with a smile, the thumb of his left hand was raised and hung above the edge of the scarlet pupil.

"This is a domestic cook I kept in captivity. It's okay to come here for a meal, but it's a bit too much to move away with people and bowls!"

As soon as Cu Chulainn finished speaking, he saw a clean pan fall from the sky, aiming at his head.

The young man with blue pigtails quickly dodged the sudden attack, and while dodging, he said, "What's the matter? What's the matter? Are you angry?"

Or are you not even telling the truth?

He suddenly approached Emiya, the corners of his eyes curled up in a half-smile.

"What are you talking about outside? Don't shut up!" Emiya slapped the words, and then tightly covered Cu Chulainn's mouth.

Cu Chulainn made a joke with his eyebrows curved, and then quickly stuck out his tongue and licked the words on the opponent's palm before Emiya found out.

"It's impossible to shut up..."

He lightly licked the words and fingertips, and then looked at Emiya with a very astringent and aggressive gaze, "Being so hard, do you want to be happy in the future?"

you......

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, even Emiya, who had experienced a lot, couldn't help but blush.

Looking at the ambiguous atmosphere that suddenly became sticky at the scene, Osamu Dazai, who is not around now, said that he refused to be shown.

"Emiya, can I bring someone over for dinner tonight~"

He raised his head slightly at a 45-degree angle, and then put his hands together to pray to the white-haired and brown-skinned man in a red apron: "We will go on a trip for a while, so we won't be able to enjoy Emiya for at least a week." If you do this, I will die!"

After finishing speaking, he blinked his eyes pitifully, trying to make himself look as lovable as an abandoned little animal.

Emiya, who was stopped halfway, tilted her head and stared at Osamu Dazai with a very confused expression—what is this black-hearted guy doing now?

If it hadn't been for Chuya Zhongyuan who had been thrown into the snow directly by someone who was cheated by his words, and then had to recuperate in the infirmary for a week because of a cold, people who didn't know would really think that this was a weak and helpless person. Harmful and poor little animal!

"Hello, hello, hello?!" Cu Chulainn said in a rough voice.

Don't hook up with other people casually!

Osamu Dazai turned his head, talking in a bitch-like way: "I didn't mean to take Emiya away, but I just think his cooking skills are really good, so I want to let more people know about it! "

Isn't it good to let more people discover his advantages?

I'm really not here to break up this family, I'm here to join this family! *

Sincerely! !

"Okay, let's stop arguing..."

It was defined by Emiya before Cu Chulainn refuted, "It happened that the celebration banquet for Lixiang's safe return had not been held before, so let's make it a big party together this time."

Then he turned his head to Osamu Dazai, and said in a flat tone: "If you want to bring anyone, bring it along! Anyway, it doesn't matter if there is one more or one less, and it just happens to broaden the social network and get to know the local people here. people......"

"Long live Emiya≧▽≦!" Dazai Osamu was so happy that he almost jumped 10 meters high.

Seeing the cheerful look of the other party, Emiya took off her apron and said, "It happens that there are no customers at the moment, and the desserts for sale in the afternoon are almost ready, Dazai, would you like to go with me to buy the raw materials for the dinner party in the evening?" ?”

If I remember correctly, Osamu Dazai, you like crab very much, right?Of course, this kind of food must go to the vegetable market to pick the freshest ones to taste...

"Okay, okay, okay~"

Osamu Dazai nodded frantically, and then took out the phone from his pocket, "Let's go now? Do you want to call me in this world..."

After finishing speaking, Osamu Dazai found that other people were staring at him with indescribable eyes, so he tilted his head very puzzled.

"What's wrong?" Is there a problem? ?

Fujimaru Tachika and the other two looked at each other, and then said to Osamu Dazai: "I thought you would hate people who are exactly like yourself..."

Why do you look at it now, it seems that you have a good relationship with the other party?

"Why do you think so?" Osamu Dazai widened his eyes in shock, his blank expression seemed extremely innocent.

Fujimaru Tachika scratched her cheek in embarrassment, and said in a staggered way: "Well, didn't you need to read and comprehend the articles you wrote when you were in school... I thought you had a lot of self-loathing mentality..."

After all, he had doubts about his own class, and even wrote the words "Sister, are we guilty? Is it our sin to be born aristocrats?" It was Dazai Ji himself who * said.

With such a heavy guilt mentality, it is very normal to have a dislike for people who are similar to oneself, not to mention myself in a parallel world that is exactly the same as myself to some extent.

Regarding Fujimaru Tachika's words, Osamu Dazai smiled optimistically and cheerfully: "It's been so many years, how can I still be bound by such things?!"

Like Osamu Dazai, it’s better not to harm a good girl from another family, only the same quagmire is the most suitable~

The author has something to say: When I was writing about Emiya today, I suddenly remembered the five-war gun and bow that I had been cute for a while a few years ago...

The decision is yours!

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