"Xiaojie, you should eat, this is the meal we have worked so hard to make for you, although the appearance is not very good-looking, but these foods are really not the dark dishes of life. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Asuna picked up a piece of food she made with chopsticks and sent it to Song Jie's mouth, looking at Song Jie expectantly.

In Asuna's expectant gaze, Song Jie, who gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, ate the meal that Asuna sent to him into his mouth, to Song Jie's surprise, this dish was not the kind of dark cuisine he imagined, but a somewhat burnt dish, although it had a faint mushy taste, but this level was completely within the range of tolerance, "It's delicious, Asuna-chan has worked hard." ”

"Taste mine. Sylvia sent a piece of pasta that could only be seen red, with only a few sticks of pasta exposed, to Song Jie.

"Sylvie, you can't just pour a bottle of chili sauce on it, do you?" looked at the red-faced 'pasta' in front of him, and couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Of course not, it's ketchup, if it's chili sauce, how can there be no chili peppers?" Sylvie flipped the red sauce on his pasta with a fork, proving that he was right.

"It's just because there are too many people in the kitchen that I don't know who pushed me behind my back, so my pasta became like this. Sylvia's voice was filled with helplessness.

After trying it, Song Jieyou, who found that this was indeed the case, began to try the food made by others, and after finding that although the food made by everyone looked bad, it was actually not a very difficult dish, so he was relieved, "It seems that in the future, we will build our kitchen a little bigger, otherwise we won't even be able to cook well." ”

With a smile on his face, Song Jie stretched out his chopsticks to the next plate of food that exuded a strange atmosphere, with the previous lesson, Song Jie believed that these foods were actually made well, but because of accidents, they would have a weird appearance. But when he ate this bite of food, he felt a wave of dizziness, and vaguely saw a girl standing on a wooden boat ferrying.

"Santu Chuan?" Song Jie walked over to the girl who beckoned to him, and secretly complained in his mind, "Is it because of my relationship in Japan, is it Santu River that I saw, and then I will be sent back to the Netherworld to accept reincarnation?" Then Song Jie couldn't feel anything, and his consciousness became blurred.

And in the field of vision of the girls, Song Jie, who had finished eating this dish, lay on the table after muttering a word of Santuchuan. Then the girls jumped up, "Oh no! Xiaojie fainted!"

"Who made that dish?!" Miku slapped the table hard, and although tears of pain were rolling in his eyes, he was still staring at the girls in order to maintain his majesty, "Didn't you say that you wouldn't make dark dishes? Why is this happening?!"

"That dish seems to have been made by Shizuka-san. The food we cooked, Xiaojie said it was delicious. After a closer look, she said the name of the culprit.

"If it weren't for Sister Shizuka, we would have done it faster. Miku set his eyes on Shizuka Jukawa, who was still holding an empty can of beer in his hand and falling asleep on the sofa, "I didn't expect the drunk Sister Shizuka to be so terrible, and in the future, for the safety of everyone's lives, we must stop the drunk Sister Shizuka from doing anything." Miku's words were unanimously agreed upon by everyone.

"Yanzi, help me carry Xiaojie to the sofa together, don't let him lie on his stomach here. Sylvia and Tsuiko moved Song Jie, who had fallen into a coma, to another couch......

"Uh, why am I lying on the sofa?" Song Jie, who was lying on the sofa, gradually came to his senses, frowned and began to think about his previous memory, "I still remember that I was eating your food before, why am I lying on the sofa now." What the hell is going on?"

"It's okay, Xiaojie, how are you feeling now?" Miku looked at Song Jie with a concerned expression.

Song Jie, who was a little confused, sat up, "I'm fine, what happened before?" Miku, why do you ask me that. ”

"Can't you really remember? Then Xiaojie, don't think about it. It's not a good thing anyway. Miku looked at Song Jie, who was not unusual, and was relieved, "Xiaojie, when are we going back?"

"In a few days, let Asuna and Kiriko accompany Yui well, she still has to go to school here. Then Song Jie looked at the girls, "I always feel that I forgot something very important, but I don't have any impression at all, did nothing really happen just now?"

"Nothing really happened, Xiaojie, you can rest assured. Asuna walked up to Song Jie's side, "Aren't we going to help Shino celebrate her success in getting rid of the nightmare?"

"Of course, it's a banquet, everyone has good skills, just one person can cook, and I don't have to worry about anything about wine. ”

"Okay, I'm going to do my best again. Shizuka Jukawa, who was lying on another couch with a drunken flush on her face, staggered to her feet, put the empty can in her hand on the coffee table, rolled up her sleeves and was about to stand up, looking like she hadn't finished her hangover yet.

Charlotte and Saya hurriedly pressed Jukawa Shizuka left and right, "Sister Shizuka doesn't have to participate in this matter." Sister Shizuka just stays here honestly. ”

"Eh, how can this be, obviously I also want to cook a dish for Xiaojie. ”

"Sister Shizuka, aren't you drinking? If you go to the kitchen now, it might add to the chaos, so Shizuka-san, you can stay here. Hojoin Seika sat down beside Shizuka Jukawa.

"Alright then, I'm not going. ”

Looking at the girls who had dispelled the ideal method of cooking under the persuasion of Shenghua of Fengtiao Yuan, they breathed a sigh of relief and secretly stretched out their thumbs to Shenghua of Fengtiao Yuan.

"Then let's get started. Led by Asuna, the girls went into the kitchen......

Song Jie, who was sitting on the sofa, frowned, "There must be something I forgot, I actually had a chilling feeling when I talked about cooking just now, what the hell is going on?!"

After thinking about it for a while, Song Jie also dispelled the idea of continuing to search for the truth. Because his instincts told him never to reminisce about it again, or he would regret it.