But what did Dazai do wrong?

Vibrant stewed chicken, Osamu Dazai's signature dish.

The essence of this dish is neither stew nor chicken, but "vigor".

As the name suggests, it is a dish that sucks the life force out of people after eating it.

bang!Zila!Guji Guji—bang!boom!boom!

The loud sound of the iron pan piercing through the bottom echoed the desperate wailing of the range hood, the sound of the broken white porcelain plate intermittently joined the accompaniment, and from time to time there was a strange laughter from someone in the kitchen, as if he had lost his mind.

"This is my cuisine, and this is a world without limits!" Osamu Dazai rolled up his sleeves and excitedly stirred the mosaic in the pot.

Hey, why did the iron spoon melt into the soup base?

Forget it, it doesn't matter, a real master cook never cares about the details.

Osamu Dazai seems to be a handsome witch born from a boiler, who wants to sprinkle black mud all over the world.

"Ryuri-chan~Taste the dishes full of love!" Dazai Osamu excitedly placed it on the dining table while holding the iron pot by the handle.

When the soup was brought to the table, it was still boiling, and it rolled endlessly in the pot, creating rainbow colors unique to toxic chemical raw materials.

The soup splashed from the pot dripped onto the snow-white cloth-patterned table mat, leaving black holes corroded by acidic liquid and a pungent, choking smell.

The color, fragrance, and five poisons are complete.

The last unlucky ghost who was caught to try the dishes seemed to be hospitalized because of gastric perforation and has not been discharged from the hospital until now.

Osamu Dazai thought irresponsibly: It must be their fault for being too weak, definitely not his fault.

Riri Yamabuki held the spoon with no fear on his face.

With this calmness alone, she has won 99.9% of the people in the world.

She carefully observed the colorful pot of black mosaic in front of her, but after observing for a long time, she did not realize that it was chicken.

Since Osamu Dazai said yes, so be it.

"I'm gonna start now."

Following the pose of Chibi Maruko on TV, putting his hands together, Riri Yamabuki scooped a spoonful of thick and chaotic soup into his mouth in Dazai Osamu's three-point anticipation, three-point excitement, and three-point excitement.

It is hot outside and cold inside, the extreme uneven beauty is distributed in a small spoonful of soup, and the details are extraordinary.

Burnt taste, extreme bitterness with a little sweetness of inferior jam, the sour taste of cactus and the smell of rotten fish are indistinguishable from each other, and the sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty on the tip of the tongue after one bite, as if a dozen are holding spears The Indians ulla ulla dance on their taste buds.

The richness of the taste made Xiaodangjia amazed, Yaowang's Explosive Cuisine is just a younger brother in front of it.

On the battlefield of competing for the best chef, Osamu Dazai dared to take the second place, and the others dared not even sign up for the resurrection competition.

After taking the first bite, Riri Yamabuki was silent for a long time.

Her silence caught Osamu Dazai's rare conscience. He hesitated and patted Riri Yamabuki on the shoulder carefully: "Well, I have connections that allow you to go directly to gastric lavage without queuing..."

With the body strength of her skin that can withstand bullets, she shouldn't be perforated in the stomach... right?

"I really didn't think of that." Riri Yamabuki took a deep breath and said solemnly to Osamu Dazai.

"You are actually a cooking genius!"

Osamu Dazai was startled: "—Huh?"

what did you say?

It's over, has she really lost her mind?

No!Originally, her brain circuit was very strange, there is no need to be more outrageous!

Osamu Dazai cautiously stretched out the back of his hand, and touched Ritsuri Utsuyamabuki's forehead.

No fever.

How many catties of Erguotou does it take to get drunk like this?You can drink so much without a single peanut!

Riri Yamabuki is not drunk, she is very sober!

"Although the color of this pot of Vigorous Stewed Chicken is a bit strange, its unpretentious appearance shows its fresh and refined inside. You can't just look at the problem from the surface and ignore the beautiful heart of others."

Riri Yamabuki commented very seriously: "When I ate it, I seemed to taste all kinds of life. A dish describes the chaos of the universe and the darkness of human nature. This is not just a dish for hunger. It contains the essence of philosophy The Light of Truth."

Under Dazai Osamu's dull gaze, she took another spoonful and put it into her mouth contentedly: "Thank you, I like it very much."

The food that made Riri Yamabuki look satisfied last time was Osamu Dazai's blood.

Osamu Dazai refused to admit that his own blood and the mosaic in the cauldron were of the same status.

He can't stand the food he cooked, and her taste buds are definitely broken, absolutely!

Why is this so?It was the first time in his life that he met someone who appreciated his cooking. Why was there no joy in his heart?

Riri Yamabuki really likes Osamu Dazai's cooking, it comes from the heart and there is no falsehood.

In addition to the dynamic stewed chicken, she also likes Osamu Dazai's special hard tofu for sharks.

Going home one day, Osamu Dazai found that the hard tofu in the refrigerator was missing. His fingers trembled slightly, and half his head poked out from the back of the refrigerator, and asked Riri Yamabuki who was sitting on the sofa watching TV: "Riri-chan, can I The tofu..."

"I ate it." Riri Yamabuki tilted his head, and sincerely praised Osamu Dazai's delicious tofu, "Your tofu is very chewy, very good."

Osamu Dazai: That was the hard tofu that knocked out his teeth. Are you still human?

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Since abandoning glucose, Riri Yamabuki has completely opened the door to the new world. The degree of openness makes Osamu Dazai wish to go back in time and space and kill himself who pushed the door of Steins of Destiny.

Let you die!Let you die!

Riri Yamabuki's taste and Mori Ogai's hairline are two unspeakable events in port Mafia. She especially likes strange dishes, and it will be very interesting to eat weird tastes.

It took less than half a day for Osamu Dazai, who accompanied her to taste the food, to go from being excited at the beginning to turning blue and unable to breathe.

Osamu Dazai: This is, the smell of death!

Riri Yamabuki not only has the courage to taste, she also has the courage to practice.

Osamu Dazai accidentally let it go, saying that the owner of the bar he frequented refused to make him a detergent cocktail.

The speaker has no intention of listening and the listener does, Shanbuki Riri pondered for a while, and felt that this could be possible.

If you don’t eat, you don’t eat. Spirits are indispensable in Russia’s winter. Riri Yamabuki used to have a special wine tasting class. Wine is one of the few foods she can taste, and she has always liked it.

Detergent cocktail, shouldn't be too hard to make.

"Replacing the citrus base with an orange-flavored wash and subduing the flavor with brandy..."

Riri Yamabuki threw two mixing glasses upward without raising his eyelids, and the bottle caps collided with the marble countertop to make a crisp sound.

The slightly smoky smell of alcohol diffuses from the bar all the way to the careless pink and white rose petals on the balcony, and the flower buds are stained with a thin layer of drunkenness in the wind.

Blending, layering, embellishment, gradually deepening and smudging orange from the transparent layer, the final product is as beautiful as a flowing art.

When Osamu Dazai opened the door and entered the room just in time for the end, Riri Yamabuki stood behind the bar and wiped his hands while pushing one of the glasses towards him: "Try it."

"Wine?" Osamu Dazai folded his windbreaker and hung it on his arm, walked over curiously, brought the wine glass to the tip of his nose and sniffed.

The fragrant and clean citrus scent dispelled the lingering bloody smell. Osamu Dazai raised his wine glass, and the light from the crystal lamp on the top of the restaurant penetrated the gradient layer, radiating brilliance.

"Lilijiang can actually mix wine." He took a sip with interest, "It's brandy and..."

and……

"And the detergent you've been thinking about."

Riri Yamabuki took a sip of the detergent cocktail and calmly spit out a string of colorful bubbles: "How is it? Is it the same as you imagined?"

Osamu Dazai's hand holding the wine glass petrified a little.

He looked at Riri Yamabuki, who was bubbling and calm, in shock, and just about to speak, he opened his mouth but hiccupped a little.

"Boom."

Round transparent bubbles emerged from Dazai Osamu's mouth and shattered before his eyes, like a blurred dream like Nankeyimeng's Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva appearing in front of him.

Every time Osamu Dazai hiccups, a string of bubbles will come to the world.

There are three things in this world that will not be forced to stop by people's self-awareness:

Love, cough, and burp.

"You, hiccup! Give me, hiccup! Wait, hiccup!"

People and people's constitutions cannot be generalized.

Osamu Dazai covered his mouth and eyes with tears, Riri Yamabuki drank the whole glass with his head up, and Shi Shiran raised his glass to the mackerel who was frantically bubbling.

She cheers, you can do whatever you want, the gastric lavage machine is next door.

There are many such things, and the bitterness in them is enough for Dazai Osamu to publish a memoir in his later years-"The Days and Nights I Jumped in the Coffin During Those Years of Living Together with My Girlfriend from the Radio Department".

After another period of time, Mori Ogai thought about how his good son and his girlfriend were getting along, which he hadn't asked for a long time.

I don't know if they had any conflicts. Osamu Dazai was injured during the domestic violence, and whether the broken leg has grown back.

Mori Ogai was very worried about Osamu Dazai's life, so he specially called him to the office to express his condolences.

"Dazai-kun, how have you been with Law Li recently? Did you get to know her better during the process of getting along?" Doctor Black Heart asked kindly, with a gentle tone like a golden mediator on a dating show.

What he meant was: Is it done?Can she give us a half discount when she takes over business from Port Mafia?

Osamu Dazai dealt with Mori Ogai very perfunctorily, and secretly rolled his eyes in his heart.

Shan Chuan's law theory, the number one outrageous person in the world.

Probably what happened last week, Osamu Dazai still remembers it vividly.

Although Riri Yamabuki looks very indifferent, she is actually a very talkative person. As long as she doesn't dance wildly on her thunder spot or imitate Dazai Osamu Pippi, she is very easy to get along with.

She required cash-on-delivery-payment for her mission, and did not accept the monthly salary payment model, so Mori Ogai specially asked someone from the finance department to issue a card for her, and a special person would be in charge.

After coming and going, the people in the finance department became familiar with Riri Yamabuki.

As I said before, Riri Yamabuki is a strange woman who firmly believes that she is not much different from ordinary people, and she can blend in with the crowd with a little effort. She is interested in all topics related to ordinary people.

That day, her friend from the finance department inadvertently chatted about the latest vegetable prices.

"It's great that the food has become cheaper recently." The lady from the finance department sighed, "Has Miss Riri paid attention to it? Although our Mori-style club has a staff canteen, Mr. Dazai doesn't like eating canteens very much."

That person’s tongue is very picky. He doesn’t eat beef that isn’t 5A grade without marbling. He doesn’t eat Alaskan king crabs that aren’t rushed over by air. He’s so picky that one wonders how he grew so tall despite being malnourished?Mr. Nakaya next door cried with envy.

"Dazai? He's not very picky, is he?" Riri Yamabuki said wonderingly, "I think he'll eat anything."

After being forced to taste countless strange dishes similar to earwax-flavored beans with you, Osamu Dazai’s picky eaters who died for many years healed automatically, and he gnawed deliciously while holding three corn buns for one yuan.

"Do you cook at home? The lower vegetable prices can save me a lot of money, and I can buy a new bag at the end of the month if I plan carefully." The lady from the finance department said happily.

Vegetable prices have dropped.

Riri Yamabuki thought of the price of a series of heads on Hakata's task reward list.

I don't know if I don't look at it, but I was shocked when I saw it-how can the human head be devalued so much!

Her face was serious: "You are right, it has become cheaper, and if you don't harvest it, there is a high probability that it will fall on your hands."

"Wait a minute, I'll go back as soon as I go." Riri Yamabuki borrowed a sack from the lady in the finance department, and left worriedly.

"Harvesting...? Could it be that Ms. Li has reclaimed a piece of land to grow vegetables by herself?" The lady from the finance department looked at her leaving back and sighed, "She really has a wild taste."

Thinking that Mr. Dazai might be forced to work hard with a hoe with Ms. Lawyer due to his coercion, the lady from the finance department couldn't help but sigh that they are really a match made in heaven, bah, a match made in heaven.

Riri Yamabuki rushed all the way back to Hakata with the sack that the young lady gave her. She entered and exited seven times, running from the east to the west of the city, setting a new record for the entire industry within half a day by herself.

Carrying a bag full of harvested heads to the mission exchange, Riri Yamabuki found sadly that vegetable prices had really dropped.

You were not at this price half a month ago!Damn, is this the bitter fruit of not paying attention to market turmoil?

"Not all of them will be exchanged for bounties, and I will leave a head for me." Riri Yamabuki sat on the cleanest sofa in the exchange and ordered the black market staff who were counting money and wiping cold sweat.

Why keep a head?The staff dare not ask or know.

Riri Yamabuki glanced at the sack that the lady from the finance department lent her, and happily decided to return the sack together with the last head.

"Thank you for lending me the sack." She held the head and handed it over, pointing to the dead head in the sack amid the young lady's pale expression, and said, "The head is interest, hard currency, and you can exchange it in any black market. It is my thanks to you."

Miss Sister: No, no, no, no!Received supernatural powers, please accept supernatural powers!

The strong man never looked back at the explosion, Riri Yamabuki left the sack and left, and naturally he couldn't see the desperate Erkang hands of the young lady.

There are debts and repayments, today is another day to abide by the rules of ordinary people's communication.

Riri Yamabuki happily talked about it with Osamu Dazai after returning home.

"It's the first time I care about the price of vegetables. It feels really good. Is this the life that ordinary people should have?" She said with bright eyes.

Apart from smiling, what else can Dazai Osamu say?

He picked up a chopstick and put the cabbage, which was said to have been reduced in price, into the Yamabuki Riri bowl, and learned without a teacher the universal answer of tired boys all over the world to their unreasonable girlfriends:

"as long as you are happy."