Miss Hui Ye wants me to surrender

"Open your mouth and bite the towel."

"..."

For the third time of binding, Natsuki Amamiya became more proficient in her movements.

Covering the mouth with a towel, wearing an eye patch, the most popular rope catching technique, plus a marker pen... Under strong mental stimulation, the succubus girl returned successfully.

"Bah ah ah~"

Kitagawa Kaimeng spat out the towel in his mouth, "This is the third time, why do you use a towel every time?"

"Indeed, four is no more than three, and it will be boring to use again." Natsuki Amamiya helped untie the rope, and said, "I remember there is also a prop ball, which is just the right size..."

Kitagawa Kaimeng's eyes widened when he heard this, his head tilted, and a head hammer hit Natsuki Amamiya's chest.

"Stupid Natsuki, you actually want me to bite that kind of thing! You're so bullying!"

"You said you didn't want to bite the towel."

"I don't even want to bite that kind of thing!"

"..."

The succubus girl returns successfully.

The two walked out of the room, and soon met Shinomiya Kaguya and Miss Nakagawa.

The interception operation was successfully completed.

"Huh?" Kitagawa Kaimeng was taken aback, "Kaguya has already returned to the team?"

Natsuki Amamiya nodded.

"No." Kitagawa Kaimeng realized, "Why is Kaguya-san this time?"

Natsuki Amamiya said seriously:

"Bundling the game will only affect the speed of my clearance."

Kitagawa Kaimeng: "..."

on the corridor.

"Ms. Nakagawa, good evening." Natsuki Amamiya smiled, "We meet again."

"Eh?"

Ms. Zhongchuan, who had a tear mole in the corner of her eye, showed doubts: "I'm sorry, are you...?"

"Just call me Natsuki." Amamiya Natsuki stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Miss Nakagawa's dishes are delicious and unforgettable."

In the previous torture to extract a confession, I have already learned of Ms. Nakagawa's job, a chef working in a restaurant.

"Xia Shu-kun, hello."

Ms. Nakagawa stretched out her right hand and shook hands politely.

Although I don't remember who Natsuki Amamiya is, there are many basic etiquettes.

Next to Ms. Nakagawa, there is a girl with short hair. The girl I saw in the hot spring last night is the daughter of Nakagawa Misaki's sister.

In addition, there was a boy with glasses who looked like a high school student beside him, his lenses were glowing white, and there was a hint of hostility on his face.

Natsuki Amamiya turned her gaze slightly, and landed on the boy with glasses.

The prompt appeared quietly.

【Through unremitting efforts, you finally found the mastermind behind the scenes, a little devil in the middle of the year. 】

[The childhood sweetheart next door confessed to me, but the one I like is the wife next door... Is it wrong to like watching auntie? 】

[I mustered up the courage to confess to my wife, but was ruthlessly rejected, and my life would never go back to the way it was before. 】

[So, as long as you don't confess, your life won't collapse, right? 】

[You decided to let the young ghosts see what a pure love god of war is! 】

"Tsk~" Natsuki Amamiya curled her lips, "Pure love God of War, I'm sure!"

"Ms. Nakagawa, I am a culinary enthusiast out of interest. I have recently learned a lost cuisine." Natsuki Amamiya invited, "Can you go to the cafeteria to communicate?"

"I'm sorry." Ms. Nakagawa looked embarrassed, "I still have to go to the hot spring..."

Yugong Xiashu took half a step forward, looked directly into the eyes of Mrs. Lei Mole, and said with burning eyes:

"Miss Zhongchuan is the one I have always dreamed of and pursued. This is the request of my life, please promise me!"

The straight ball from the handsome boy made Ms. Nakagawa flustered, she turned her head to look away nervously, her face was reddish, and said embarrassingly:

"What kind of life request..."

"It sounds very interesting." The short-haired girl said with a smile, "It's just a cooking exchange. Auntie promises him, and I will go to the hot spring later."

"It sounds very interesting." Kitagawa Kaimeng blinked, and then sent an assist, "Let's go to the cafeteria together?"

The kindness is hard to turn down, and Ms. Zhongchuan could only agree with embarrassment:

"...I'll just go."

Chapter 276 What is the God of the Tauren?

hostel.

canteen.

Under the dim light, there were only a few diners sitting in it, among them Chika Fujiwara.

"Hey, Kaguya-chan?"

Fujiwara Chika's eyes lit up, and she greeted her happily: "Are you coming to the hot spring too?"

"Ah."

Shinomiya Kaguya nodded slightly.

The secretary hasn't woken up yet, and he is most familiar with Shinomiya Kaguya in his impression, after all, he is a good girlfriend.

In contrast, Amamiya Natsuki and Kaimeng are both strangers.

"Xia Shu, what do we do now?"

Kitagawa Kaimeng approached and whispered, "Do you want to wake Qianhua up?"

"Not for now." Yugong Xiashu shook his head, "As long as the nightmare collapses, Qianhua will naturally wake up."

After a pause, Natsuki Amamiya's eyes fell on Ms. Nakagawa, and continued in a low voice:

"Besides, Qianhua who doesn't wake up might be more useful."

"Eh?"

"..."

"Miss Nakagawa, shall we start the food fight now?"

Natsuki Amamiya smiled.

"Eh eh?"

Fujiwara Chika's ears pricked up immediately: "What is that? It sounds super interesting!"

Mrs. Lai Mole looked embarrassed, and looked at the old chef who was not far away: "But it will cause trouble for others, right?"

"Simple."

Natsuki Amamiya took out a wad of money directly.

Money can turn the devil around.

In any perfect world, the existence of money is absolutely indispensable.

The old chef got a lot of money and simply borrowed the kitchen.

"Then, let me talk about the rules of eating halberds first." Natsuki Amamiya crossed her fingers and said to herself, "Ms. Nakagawa and I will make a dish, so as not to waste everyone's time, the cooking time is limited to 10 minutes. ,How about it?"

"Will 10 minutes be a little short?"

Someone raised doubts.

"As a chef, even simple ingredients and cooking methods can make delicious dishes." Natsuki Amamiya said solemnly, "What did Miss Nakagawa say?"

"I... have nothing to say."

"Then it's settled." Natsuki Amamiya smiled, "As for the judges, I ask everyone present to give their scores."

Kitagawa Kaimeng pinched his waist with his right hand, looked at Kaguya, and said expectantly:

"Natsuki's cooking is super delicious, and Xia Shu also said that that kind of cuisine can only be tasted in dreams."

"Is it really that delicious?"

Fujiwara Chika came over curiously.

Kitagawa Kaimeng nodded: "Super delicious."

"I want to eat." Fujiwara Chika's eyes sparkled, she clenched her fists and said, "I'm the judge!"

Kaguya Shinomiya: "..."

As expected of you.

Every time I travel, what I share the most when I come back is not the scenery, but the specialties of various places.

The daughter of Miss Zhongchuan's family also happily agreed.

Thus, the food halberd showdown began soon.

Natsuki Amamiya put on the chef's uniform, looked at Mrs. Mole, and said:

"I'm going to make egg fried rice, where is Miss Nakagawa?"

"Hmm..." Ms. Zhongchuan pondered for a while, and said quickly, "I'll make egg fried rice too."

It's not a formal culinary skill assessment, but a culinary skill showdown like a child's play. The outcome is never taken to heart, and it doesn't matter what kind of cooking you do.

Egg fried rice is a simple dish, and it is indeed a good choice.

"Then, let's begin."

"..."

10 minute later.

As the dreamlike light surged, Ms. Nakagawa couldn't help doubting her life.

who am I?

Where am i?

As a professional chef who graduated from a chef academy, in his 30 years of life, for the first time, he felt at a loss about his cooking skills. How could cooking still shine?

magic?

Or are you blinded?

"It smells so good!"

Fujiwara Chika's eyes sparkled, looking at the glowing egg fried rice.

“Super delicious.”

Kitagawa Kaimeng wiped the corners of her mouth. Among the people present, she was the only one who had tasted fried rice with glowing eggs.

"It really shines?"

Looking at the plate of luminous egg fried rice, Miss Sand Sculpture also felt unbelievable.

As the eldest lady of a capitalist, she has eaten countless high-end dishes, but she has never seen such tempting fried rice with eggs.

Mouth-watering aromas fill the air.

That kind of fragrance is hard to describe in words, it seems to be distinct, yet intertwined with each other, as if possessing magical power, making every cell in the body scream for it.

"Master Qianhua, please use it slowly."

Natsuki Amamiya held a plate of egg fried rice and placed it in front of Chika Fujiwara.