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As a result, Atsushi Nakajima came back very late that day. After asking, he found out that he bumped into Ryuhiko Shibusawa when he came back. The panic made him regret why he didn't come back with Kise Ryota and the others.

What's worse is that the other party knows that he has been paying attention to high school basketball during this time.

Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help shivering. He felt that he probably wouldn't be able to watch the next game.

After returning to the detective agency with some frustration, he told Yukichi Maomao about this matter, Yukichi Maomao also decided not to watch the rest of the game, if he meets Shibusawa Tatsuhiko again, he will be in trouble Woolen cloth.

Sure enough, when the enthusiasm reaches a certain limit, people will feel a little uncomfortable.

Knowing Yukichi's decision, both Nakaya and Dazai felt very fortunate, and now they don't need to think of excuses not to watch the follow-up basketball game.To make Osamu Dazai think that he might as well cut off that guy's leg, the current basketball boy is really amazing.

Thinking like this, both of them took out milk from the refrigerator at the same time.

"Hey, you want to ask me to be a referee? Me?" When Oda Sakunosuke was having lunch at the whirlpool cafe downstairs, he suddenly heard such words. He raised his head strangely and looked at the proprietress standing beside him. For a while, I couldn't figure out whether the other party was joking with me.

"Well, it's serious." The proprietress simply sat down, "Doesn't Odasaku like curry very much?"

"Yes..." Sakunosuke Oda nodded earnestly. He really likes curry very much. He has an indescribable hobby for curry. The time of spicy curry three times a week is the time when he feels the happiest every week.

"Besides, although you like spicy curry very much, you are also good at ordinary curry, aren't you?" This time it was Boss Uzumaki who was wiping glasses at the bar counter, "Don't you also like what I made last time? Coffee-flavored curry?"

"Hmm..." Oda Sakunosuke nodded. He really likes spicy curry, but he has also eaten dishes made by culinary experts like Yukichi Maomao for so many years, so he is naturally very good at tasting dishes.

"It just so happens that the theme of the autumn trials at Totsuki Academy is curry. That old man Nakiri Senzaemon wants us to be the judges of the trials." The boss put down the cup in his hand, "We really want to know the current Yuanyue's students are all good-looking, so I let you go instead of us."

"I see." Oda Sakunosuke didn't think there was any problem with this statement, and nodded quite seriously, "It is my honor to receive such an invitation."

"Well, let's go, by the way, I remember that the little girl from the Beitiao Building on China Street will also participate in the competition." The proprietress suddenly laughed, "Have you ever eaten at that restaurant?"

"Not yet, since you recommend it, the proprietress, I will try it later." Oda Sakunosuke said seriously, "But generally speaking, restaurants in Chinatown should not allow students who have not yet graduated to cook. Is it food?"

"That's true..." The boss laughed.

"It's a pity that Mr. Yukichi cannot be the judge, otherwise, I think he is the most suitable candidate." Oda Sakunosuke said with some regret.

"Yeah, so until now I'm super curious about how Mr. Yukichi cooks such delicious dishes." The proprietress also showed a contemplative look.

"Yuanyue, is that the famous culinary school?" Osamu Dazai wondered if his luck was not very good recently, why did he feel that no one thought of him, he sat by the bar of P and put his face on the bar , "Damn it, even Oda Saku was invited to participate in such an event!"

"What is "Lian Oda Saku", this is obviously the effect of Oda Saku-kun's good relationship all the time. "Ango Sakaguchi on the side pushed his glasses. He didn't drive today, so although he ordered a cup of golden fizz, he didn't plan to drink too late, otherwise it would be bad if he missed the tram.

"Ango, speaking of which, you shouldn't be so busy recently, right?" Osamu Dazai suddenly raised his head, "If that's the case, how about we go to Tokyo to watch the excitement later?"

"Easy to say!" Sakaguchi Ango couldn't help reaching out and poking him.

"Is it not possible?" Oda Sakunosuke asked him curiously.

"Time, what month and what date!" Ango Sakaguchi said helplessly.

"September 9." Oda Sakunosuke said seriously, "It will start at 13 noon that day."

"Let me go and have a look." Sakaguchi Ango said helplessly, "Also, Dazai-kun, even if you call us over, the two of us can only watch others eat from the stands! It's not interesting at all!"

"It's okay, it's okay, we can kill a wave of Odasaku's wallet after we come out!" Dazai Osamu said the tiger-wolf words without hesitation.

"Okay..." Oda Sakunosuke didn't mind at all, "I know there is a restaurant in Tokyo that makes crab meat curry very delicious, let's go together, Ango, you like curry too, don't you?"

"I chose the optimal efficiency based on work!" Sakaguchi Ango said stiffly.

"So Ango, the last time you invited people from the Supernatural Secret Service Division to dinner was to invite them all to eat curry?" Osamu Dazai pointedly exposed his friend's background.

"Why..." Ango Sakaguchi was so embarrassed that he almost wanted to rush over and cover his mouth.

Time passed quickly, there were not too many things to do in July and August, Oda Sakunosuke rushed to work for a few days, and dealt with the work in his and Dazai's hands, and then calmly reconciled with Sakaguchi Ango , and went to Yuanyue Saryao Food Science Park together.

"This school is so big." When walking up the stairs, Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help saying curiously, "Are chefs so rich now?"

"It's not that the chef is rich, it's that the Nakiri family is rich." Osamu Dazai retorted, "Togetsu Academy is almost a private school wholly owned by the Nakiri family, although I have always doubted whether this school is in the end. How did it pass the Ministry of Education's audit? With such a low graduation rate, it really is a government-business hook..."

"Dazai-kun, please be careful!" Ango Sakaguchi couldn't help but hammered the guy who was always outspoken.

"It hurts, it hurts." Dazai Osamu said and looked at the venue for the mysterious autumn selection, "Oda Tsukuru, there are two venues, where are you from?"

"I'm in Hall A." Sakunosuke Oda looked at the invitation letter in his hand, and walked towards Hall A, "Dazai, Ango, would you like to sit in front? Maybe there will be a teacher from Totsuki sitting there Come to your neighborhood and comment on it for you.”

"Okay..." Dazai Osamu said without any grievances, "Ango, let's go!"

"Don't pull me!" Sakaguchi Ango said helplessly.

"You are?" Ruishan Zhijin, one of Yuanyue's Ten Elites who was in charge of receiving the referees in venue a, couldn't help pushing the glasses on his face.

"Yes, I am Sakunosuke Oda who was recommended to be the referee." Oda Sakunosuke took out his invitation letter from his pocket and handed it over.

Ruishan Zhijin also took a look at the invitation letter that he personally sent out, and suddenly felt that the veins on his forehead were throbbing, it's abominable. Before that, he clearly invited the lady who dominates the family cooking even now, but now he is here It turned out to be such a man who had almost nothing to do with food, but three referees had already sat down on the court. He could only grit his teeth and insist not to lose his demeanor, and kept his poker face to signal people to sit on the right side. But the position of the important guests near the middle!

Should have put that food writer closer to the center!

Ezuzu Ruishan was also upset, but saw the gourmet writer suddenly turned his head to look at Oda Sakunosuke, as if he recognized someone, and asked in surprise: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Oda Saku?"

"Yes, you are?" Oda Sakunosuke pulled out the chair strangely and sat down.

"Hello, teacher, I'm just an unknown and ordinary writer." The food writer who has eaten a lot of good food behaved very humble in front of this pure literature writer, "I didn't expect you to come, teacher, damn it, I should have brought your novel, teacher!"

Unexpectedly, this red-haired man who looked a bit dull was not an ordinary person who was really unknown. This made Ezuya Ruishan feel a lot better in his heart. He pushed the glasses on his face, and it seemed that he was only waiting for the last Qianbiao Xiaya has arrived.

A few seconds after eleven o'clock, the most important guests and referees for this autumn's selection, the thousand cousin sisters who ruled almost all of Japan's curry, finally arrived late.

After the students below started making dishes, Osamu Dazai, who was sitting in the auditorium, was not so interested in curry. He smelled the fragrance that permeated the entire venue, and asked Ango Sakaguchi beside him with a smile, "How is it? Do you feel your appetite boiling?"

"Dazai-kun, that's why you insisted on pulling me in as an audience, right?" Sakaguchi Ango's glasses were reflecting white light.

Osamu Dazai smiled and said nothing, he looked around, and was a little surprised to find that a familiar boy was also in the venue, "Speaking of it, it seems to be like this, when I went to Zhenme Town before, I heard that Xingping and his wife went on a trip, and their children also went to boarding school, did they come here?"

On the field, Qianbiao Xia Ya looked at the players below the circle a little bored. Before she ate the curry, she didn't know the level of the students below. Most of the people around her were familiar faces. The only one Those who don’t know, hey, listening to their conversation, they are actually authors of pure literature.

Although she is the CEO of Qianbiao Group, Qianbiao Xia Ya is still a young man after all. For pure literature that looks tiring, she naturally prefers to read light novels that are not difficult to read.However, teachers who write pure literature are still worthy of respect. You can buy a few books later and put them on the bookshelf as a decoration.

The woman with such a very realistic idea thought boredly, and even took out her mobile phone to play. Anyway, there is nothing to do now, and it would be too embarrassing for the referee to sit on the ground all the time.

Seeing that everyone on the main seat was like this, the others became more relaxed.

Not long after, the prescribed cooking time came.