On the Feasibility of Chefs Saving the World

"Tell me, what is your purpose?"

In the men's toilet cubicle, three high school teenagers (girls) in uniform were surrounding the man in the middle, tortured to extract a confession.

Osamu Dazai sat on the toilet seat and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender——

"Please, I'm a few years older than you brats, can you use a little honorific?"

Nagasaki Yarose held a nail between her fingertips and pressed against Osamu Dazai's carotid artery, "Stop talking nonsense!"

"And this is the men's room." Osamu Dazai slightly pushed away the sharp nails with his index finger, "It's better for beautiful girls not to come to this kind of place—"

The beautiful girl he was talking about took out a hammer, which completely made Osamu Dazai stop talking nonsense.

Fu Heihui: "You pushed me just now?"

Osamu Dazai: "It's forced by the situation."

Fu Heihui: "Then you still kicked me?"

Osamu Dazai: "I swear, I definitely did not do this."

Nagasaki Iron Rose: "..."

She coughed lightly, "The key question is not this, the key is why did you do this?"

"For world peace." Osamu Dazai said sincerely.

"..."

"real."

"..."

Osamu Dazai sighed softly, "My purpose is the same as yours."

The high school trio stared at the man, trying to find a trace of unnaturalness in his face.

In fact, they didn't know what their purpose was. They thought Gojo Gojo had found out with conscience and invited their three lovely students to dinner.As a result, the white-haired adults were not as kind as they imagined, and they sent them to do tasks after eating half of them, and they disappeared.

"Why don't we take him to Mr. Wujo?" Knotabagi Yuhito suggested.

You can't ask anything like this.

After the discussion, the teenagers surrounded Osamu Dazai in a triangle formation, and took him to find Teacher Gojo Satoru in the form of a criminal.

Everyone returned to the place where they had eaten just now.

"Tsk." Osamu Dazai whistled gloatingly, "It seems that your white-haired teacher is not here."

Yuzu Yuhito looked at Kizaki Wild Rose in confusion, Kizaki Wild Rose looked at Fukurome in confusion, Fukuroke confusedly twisted the post-it note left on the table——

[I went to find that little chef who cooks delicious food, don't read it. 】

The signature draws a pineapple head wearing a blindfold.

No one misses him, it's just...

"...Did Mr. Wutiao pay for this meal?"

The three students gathered around the table, silently facing a piece of paper.Osamu Dazai seized this opportunity and wanted to slip away, but just as he turned around, before he could take a step, the fierce girl grabbed his clothes.

"Hey, be careful, these are new clothes."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Nagasaki Tie Qiangwei said, "Lead the way."

"Where are you going?" Osamu Dazai had no interest in invading other people's privacy, so he didn't know anything about what was written on that post-it note.

"Look for your boss."

……

After 3 minutes, Osamu Dazai couldn't laugh at all.

compartment.

The black-haired young man was pressed down on the seat, his hands were tied by the tablecloth, and his mask was pulled down, revealing his reddened nose, looking very uncomfortable.In front of him, the white-haired man was pinching his chin, leaned closer, and slapped his face even with his breath.

"It's weird." Gojo Satoru frowned and moved closer.

His blindfold had been taken off a long time ago, and a pair of bright blue pupils stared at the young man in front of him without any emotion.

——Even six eyes can't see it.

At this time, Osamu Dazai just opened the jade curtain of the compartment.

The three little devils behind him fell silent for a moment, looked at Gojo Satoru, then at the handsome young chef, and then at the man wearing a couple sweater with the young man.

Ah, so green...

"Hey, did you find it?" Gojo Satoru had heard the voice behind him a long time ago, and turned his head to meet a pair of cool kite-colored eyes.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the postures of the young man and the white-haired man, and a stiff line formed at the corner of his lips.

Qinghuai: ... Gan.

Everyone in the high school: ...

Gojo Satoru:?What are you all looking at me for? ?

But the fact is-

Not 2 minutes after Osamu Dazai left, that white hair broke in privately, saying strange things like "surgery" and "bloodline" to himself.When he came up, he pinched Qinghuai's face with his hands, looked left and right, and didn't know what he was looking at.

As soon as the mask was taken off, Qinghuai choked so weakly, not to mention his hands were tied, so he could only let this strange person do whatever he wanted.

Including but not limited to, opening his eyelids to observe the red bloodshot eyes, pinching his face to study the shape of his bones, even trying to pinch his nose to block his mouth, calculating how many minutes he can hold his breath at most...

Then the fuck is the embarrassing situation now.

Gojo Satoru was also very puzzled, he was clearly a person who couldn't use any mantra, but Liuyan sensed an extremely calm but huge mantra system in the young man's body, which was chaotic and chaotic.

It's like a deserted reservoir, because no one has taken care of it for a long time, so even the rainwater, soil, trees, leaves and moss have been stored together, forming a chaotic force, and because it is not systematic, it is just deposited in the body and cannot exert any power. power.

What an incredible discovery.

"Hey, let go."

The ice-cold voice broke the stagnant atmosphere, Dazai Osamu had gone around to the other side at some point, grabbed the young man's arm, carried him away from the white hair, and lowered his head to untie the cloth on the other's wrist.

Before the three Gaozhuan could recover from the shock, the man flashed past with a strange figure, and then they realized that the man in the toilet just now was pretending, and he was obviously teasing them. As long as he wants, slipped away long ago.

"Hey, since the tasks are all over, let's take my leave." Gojo Satoru accepted him as soon as he was done, and quickly left the cubicle with the three cubs, leaving only Qinghuai and Osamu Dazai looking at each other with a dazed expression.

"You are too weak."

Qinghuai: ...

It is too much to be insulted by behavior just now, and now to be insulted by personality.

"Raise your hand a little higher, I can't see."

The white hair looked at him with a smile on his face, but in fact his hands were terribly black, and there was a circle of red marks on Qinghuai's wrist, which was still a little bit broken.

Osamu Dazai squeezed Qinghuai's arm, lifted it up to look at the wound, and let out a disgusted sneer in his nose.

"Boss, with your thin skin and tender flesh, I can break your arm with one hand."

"..."

"So, next, I'm going to arrange long-term physical training for you. Since it's all about saving the world, it's okay if you can't even lift a gun."

The restaurant incident came to an end. Although the real mastermind behind the scenes was not found, at least a large number of eggs were nippled in the bud, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

The operation of the izakaya entered the next stage. After the completion of the production of signature dishes, the alliance allocated a part of the targeted bonus to Qing Huai for online media promotion.

This is a very simple and realistic way of publicity.

Qinghuai found free time to make all the special dishes, and took several sets of films, sorted by color, and made nine-square meals with different themes.After the promotion, the reading volume of each tutu post quickly exceeded 59, and the least one received [-] likes, and comments began to ask for the address of the izakaya.

The preliminary results of the publicity, the izakaya has also been upgraded from "unnamed" to "unknown". Although there is no change on the surface, the number of customers has increased visibly.

The main consumer groups of izakaya are middle-aged social animals who work in the surrounding office buildings. After a whole day of work, they are very surprised to find that there is an izakaya with such delicious food that can soothe their tired soul.

But middle-aged social animals do not like to play social software like young people. It may be a kind of tacit understanding that adults have. Everyone just quietly recommends this kind of treasure store to their best friends around them, so the reputation of izakaya is not yet. Not too big.

With more customers, there are more things to do.

Although there are only three people busy, they are extremely efficient. Qing Huai is used to staying in the smoky Chinese restaurant, and the speed of serving meals has always been very fast, and Dazai Osamu is very proficient in bartending. Drinking is like growing up in a wine tank.Not to mention Kusuo Saiki, Qing Huai, a high school dropout, admires his oral calculation ability very much. All accounts can be answered instantly without a calculator, and the accuracy rate is 100%.

Just like an ordinary family-style izakaya, whether it is the warm atmosphere created by the familiar guests, or the impeccable meals and services of the izakaya, it has gradually spread in this area.

Some customers even hope that the izakaya can offer online takeaway, so that they can eat delicious food at home.

After Christmas comes New Year’s Eve, and all izakaya are on holiday. Saiki Kusuo packed three days’ worth of coffee pudding and disappeared from the corner of the street with a “swoosh”.

——Although I have gotten used to it after experiencing so much, it still feels amazing to suddenly see a living person who has changed dramatically.

"Boss." Osamu Dazai wore a lace apron as a gift in front of him, holding a celery tree in his hand, looking a little funny outside the izakaya door.

He said, "Boss, this is the only thing left in the fridge."

They were too busy these days, and the two of them had no time to go to the Dimensional Hunting Ground to catch more ingredients, and the food stored in the basement was exhausted.

"Aren't you going home?" Qing Huai tilted her head, wondering, "Today is a holiday."

On New Year's Eve, the streets are covered with colorful lights and neon lights, revealing a festive atmosphere everywhere, which makes Qinghuai miss this time last year, he would go shopping in the morning market with his wife and master, and buy sweet osmanthus cakes And brown sugar glutinous rice cakes.

Osamu Dazai shook his head, "Anyway, I'm alone every year, so it's good to stay in an izakaya."

Qing Huai froze for a moment, and thoughtfully didn't ask the man why every New Year's Eve was done alone. Everyone has secrets that they don't want to be known by outsiders.

Just like he wouldn't be curious about why that pink-haired kid came and went without a trace every time he went to work, if Osamu Dazai didn't want to talk about it, he wouldn't ask.

"Then what do you want for dinner?" Qing Huai smiled slightly, the outline of her body was covered with a furry rainbow under the refraction of the sun.

The man leaned against the door and suddenly stopped talking, with his back to the light and his face hidden in the shadows, making it difficult for people to see his expression clearly.

Qinghuai approached suspiciously, "I ask, what do you want for dinner? How about crab meat stew, I remember you like this very much...?"

His voice was hoarse, Dazai Osamu pressed his hands on the young man's head and rubbed it, and the familiar soap scent rose from his cuffs.

"The hair is sticking up."

"……Oh."

The young man raised his hand subconsciously, just passing the bandage on Osamu Dazai's wrist.Osamu Dazai lowered his hands, carrying juicy emerald green celery, turned and entered the door——

"Boss, let's go to the hunting ground to get some stock in the afternoon... Just in time, the physical training tailored for you is about to start."

"..."

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