On the Feasibility of Chefs Saving the World

The izakaya was so quiet that a needle could be heard. At this time, Qinghuai regretted that she didn't buy an accompaniment speaker to save money. At least she could play a piece of cheerful music to make the atmosphere less embarrassing.

"Can you see me?" A mouth suddenly appeared on the face of the boy with short pink hair. The appearance was so strange that Qing Huai's san value dropped wildly, and goosebumps appeared all over his back.

"...I can see it." He rubbed the tip of his nose again.

It's clearly not spring yet, but my nose feels unwell like a hay fever allergy.

A handkerchief with the scent of lemon soap appeared in front of him, blocking the strange smell, Qing Huai subconsciously took the handkerchief, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Osamu Dazai said.

Everyone present had different expressions when they saw this, but soon, the three high school students all focused their attention on Master Baimao who was about to stuff half a palm-sized crab roe sushi into his mouth in one go——

"Hmmm (voice of stuffed rice balls)... Are you full? Are you all looking at me?" Gojo Satoru scratched his forehead hair that was combed behind the blindfold, "Is my hair messed up? Nagasaki, Can you lend your little mirror to the teacher to have a look..."

Qinghuai: ...

That mouth opened again: "Beside you, can you see me too?"

"Ah, so it's not a hallucination." Osamu Dazai sighed in a very insincere tone, "I thought it was dizziness caused by overwork..."

Qinghuai: ...

Osamu Dazai paused, as if he felt that his reaction just now was not intense enough, and added, "It's so amazing, a mouth that can talk."

Can one less bad word come out of this guy's mouth and save a year of life?Qinghuai didn't know how to react when she saw the ghostly scene in front of her that was about to draw a gun to confront the sniper.

That thing doesn't look like a positive creature at first glance. Qing Huai, who was tricked by the system into signing the contract, understood the difficulty of working in a high-dimensional world for the first time—it would be fine if he was facing robbers armed with knives, but What I am facing now is this kind of non-human being. If I were a timid person, I would have submitted my resignation application long ago after seeing this scene.

"Interesting, I've noticed that your smell is very strange since I came in..." Zhang Mouth smiled sinisterly, "I haven't seen it for many years, such a contradictory and decayed soul, it really makes people move their index fingers—"

It was the first time Dazai Osamu heard someone commenting on him like this, he slightly raised his eyebrows, and the smile on the corners of his lips grew even wider.

Su Nuo paused, his scarlet eyes glanced at the cashier, "And you, high school kid, you can see me too."

Saiki Kusuo who was standing in front of the cashier looked up and said innocently, "No, I didn't see anything. I'm just an ordinary high school student."

Everyone: ...It is clear that they can see clearly and talk to each other.

"This is such an unexpectedly good place." The mouth made a comical arc, "A delicious feast for the soul—"

Knotaba Yuhito covered the protruding mouth on the side of his cheek in a hurry, trying to block the piercing laughter.

"Enough." Gojo Satoru swallowed the last mouthful of crab roe, expressing that he had finally seen enough of this farce, and snapped his fingers lightly.

Like water dripping into the water, the mouth of Knotabagi Yujin's face that was still showing off his might disappeared instantly, and even the eyes on both sides were closed, leaving only two lines.The big boy touched his face and sighed, "It's amazing, that guy disappeared so obediently..."

The white-haired man lifted the blindfold on his forehead, revealing a pair of clear blue eyes that were completely incompatible with his personality, and smiled brightly, "Since the crisis has been successfully resolved, let's continue eating~"

He pointed at the golden corn kernels, "Sure enough, you should take off the blindfold when eating, it looks delicious..."

Seeing that this group of strange people were not willing to continue the conversation, Qing Huai couldn't wish for it, and immediately turned and walked back to the bar.

Fu Heihui looked at the two people walking away, and frowned, "Mr. Wujo, what did you find in Yokohama this time? If it was just an ordinary contract signing, you wouldn't have made the trip yourself."

"Ah, of course there are some minor situations." Gojo Satoru explained, "A very small curse spirit has appeared here, not only is it cute and smaller than the tip of a thumb, but it's also not very harmful—it's the kind that can't even be tall. Curse spirits that textbooks are unwilling to spare space for inclusion, if set according to the game’s card draw, should be N-level that everyone hates. The meaning of the existence of this kind of spell spirit seems to be a prank, and it will only make people in a short period of time. Depressed mood for a period of time does no harm to humans at all."

"The local conjurer can easily solve this kind of thing." Kizaki Wild Rose was puzzled, "Why do you want us to come together?"

"Of course it's because," Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "I discovered something very interesting~"

"Is it related to those two people?" Fu Heihui asked.

"No, as far as the current situation is concerned, it's not an incident at all." Gojo Wuzhan's blue eyes hooked the two chatting figures at the bar, squinted his eyes and said indifferently, "The supernatural beings here in Yokohama are much more troublesome than curses. ..." Ever since he sensed the aura of the black-haired man when he entered the door, he subconsciously tightened his nerves. This was a reaction he hadn't seen in a long time, when he faced an evenly matched opponent.

It's unbelievable.

"stranger?--"

Before Fu Heihui finished speaking, someone stuffed a spoonful of corn kernels into his mouth.

"Ah, I haven't taken care of Kei like this for a long time... I was still cute when I was a child, but when I grow up, I don't like talking to me as an adult anymore, and sometimes I don't even reply to text messages. It's really heartless." Gojo Satoru typed with a smile Cut off the boy's questioning.

The butter-fried corn kernels are covered with a layer of crab paste, and sprinkled with crystal clear white sugar. The milky, salty and sweet flavors are perfectly blended in the mouth, and the corn juice bursts in the mouth——

"...Hot!" Fu Heihui picked up the ice water on the table and drank it down, the corners of his eyes were hot red.

The bottom line of the teacher's morality is to understand someone: "Hey, that's it, then I'll eat it after it's cold."

"That guy is a conjurer." Osamu Dazai paused, "He also brought a bunch of little sorcerers with him."

"Conjurer?" The system only popularized the knowledge about supernatural beings to Qinghuai, and this new term made him a little confused.

He subconsciously called the system in his heart, but only received a reply of "The system is processing work, please contact me later".

"A group of people who use spells transformed from negative emotions to eliminate curses." Osamu Dazai explained, "I've heard that this group of people are messengers of justice who don't expect anything in return. That's probably the case."

Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders: "It's not a great guy... just a group of old antiques who overemphasize the relationship between the kinsmen and relatives. Compared with supernatural beings, the order of conjurers is much more rigid."

"——It's like a famous house cat raised in a deep boudoir. The purer the breed, the more valuable it is. Compared to them..." There was a hint of playfulness in the man's kite-colored eyes, "The supernatural being is so embarrassed that it's almost impossible. It can only be described as a stray dog."

Qinghuai: "It sounds like you have a big opinion on them."

"That's right." Osamu Dazai grinned noncommittally, a sharp canine tooth appeared on the corner of his lips, "Wow."

The author has something to say: there will be

In the last chapter, it wasn't that the uncle smelled bad, but that Qing Huai didn't like the smell of curse spirits.Just like some people hate the smell of coriander and some people hate the smell of peaches.

The beauty can be imagined as the peach-flavored Su Nuo (...) which is hated by people with peach allergies.