"It's dinner time, and Karp seems to have diarrhea, so you can try it, father."

Kerry looked at the small black cauldron that Nazi took out and sighed helplessly. Having witnessed the process of the steel-colored white cauldron turning black, Kerry probably already knows what fate will meet him next.

He had known that Karp was trying to escape Nazi's dark cuisine by going to the toilet as an excuse, but he didn't expect that this kid didn't run away, but stayed in the toilet

And now it's just him, and Karp left by feeling unwell and having diarrhea, but he can't do that.

- He still thinks less about this matter.

Otherwise, when there are two people here, as long as one person leaves, then the remaining person will have to eat Naki's food.

But if there is only one person, if you don't eat a bite, you will probably feel that something is wrong.

Thinking of this, Kerry had no choice but to squeeze out a forced smile, and then slowly picked up the knife and fork.

"Okay, since Karp isn't feeling well, let me eat well."

As he spoke, Kerry cut a piece of roast meat and put it in his mouth with the black sauce.

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The first bite is salty, then sour, then salty and then salty begins to explode on the tongue, followed by bitterness and spiciness

Kerry was sure he had never tasted anything like it.

But if you calculate the total feeling, the feeling of eating this sauce barbecue made by Nazi is probably the same as the feeling that you can give when you smell the garbage heap.

The roast was crispy, the sauce was sticky—it all combined to create this wonderful taste, and just one piece of Kerry felt like his tongue was unconscious, but he could only smile and nod to Nazi.

"It's good, Karp will love it."

As he spoke, he put down his knife and fork.

"But it's rare for you to cook such a dish for Karp, so I'll call Karp."

With that, Kerry stood up and left with a nod from Nazi.

Kerry, on the other hand, broke away from Nazi's point of view, covered his stomach and walked briskly towards the toilet location.

The toilet was not far away, so Kerry quickly came to the door of the toilet and knocked on the door of the only toilet inside the Golden Hall.

"Karp, get out of here!"

Karp sat on the toilet lid and played with the illustrated book in his hand, laughing slowly at Kerry's angry voice.

"I'm having diarrhea and can't get out – if you don't feel sick to your stomach, go to another toilet."

Hearing the sound of Karp's words being round and full of confidence, Kerry's fire did not hit anywhere.

But he has a bad stomach now, and even if he wants to raise his voice, he can't raise it much.

"The Golden Yellow Gym is just such a toilet - when it was first built, because it was going to build the style of the Super Power Gym, there was only one toilet left - so if you don't go to the toilet, you can come out quickly, I can't hold it back."

Listening to Kerry's voice, Karp laughed slowly.

"Then I remember that there is a public toilet a thousand meters away from the Golden Yellow Hall, and it won't be long before you teleport there, and I'm having a hard time here."

At this, Karp laughed, then coughed lightly twice before speaking again.

"You see I'm laughing out loud, so you can go over now - if you have a stomachache and can't calculate the position, it's okay to let your beard take you over, in short, come on, don't tell me I can't hold back.

If you can't hold it, you can't hold it back. ”

Listening to Karp say what he said before, Kerry felt what Karp was feeling in the morning.

Angry, he spoke several times, but in the end he didn't say anything.

After a long time, his beard came to his side, and Kerry made a final noise against the toilet door.

"Don't be happy too soon, can you stay in the toilet for the rest of your life?

I only took one bite and left you a pot.

Wait, if I come back and find Nazi crying, I won't spare you. ”

After leaving such a sentence, Hu Di teleported to take Kerry to the public toilet.

Karp, on the other hand, stood up after confirming that he was gone, opened the toilet door, and shook his head helplessly at the place where Kerry had disappeared.

"Do you think I'm just as stupid as you are, it's time for you to see the difference between us."

With that, Karp released the little Kirbymon and walked over to the place where he was having dinner.

When Cap arrives at the finish of his meal, he finds Nazi sitting there, with a small black pot on the table in front of her.

Karp slowly put a pill in his mouth and tucked it under his tongue before he walked over.

"I'm done with this, and I'm still a little hungry after I just had a diarrhea - do you have anything to eat?"

As Karp and Kirbymon approached, Natsu pushed the cauldron on the table in front of Karp.

"Do you want to try the barbecue I made?"

Karp glanced at Natsu and laughed.

"Yes, but my little Kirbymon doesn't eat anything, can it eat a little?"

Nazi nodded, she didn't care about these things, as long as Karp ate them.

Karp looked at her and nodded, took a new pair of knives and forks, cut a large slice of himself, and placed the pot in front of little Kirbymon.

Kirbymon doesn't care about food.

It has an iron stomach of its own, and it can even drink venom, let alone this kind of thing.

So as soon as the little Kirbymon raised his head and poured the sauce on the roast, he was all in his stomach.

Karp, on the other hand, cut a small piece and put it in his mouth.

At this time, the pill in Karp's mouth was turned out from under his tongue and bitten directly, and then the roast meat in Karp's mouth was directly touched by the powder from the pill after he chewed it, and instantly turned from solid to gaseous, and disappeared directly.

As he finished taking one bite of it, Karp quickly digested the whole piece while the pill had not yet dissipated, and then burped, spit it out to the side in one go, and patted his stomach with satisfaction.

"I'm full."

And Nazi watched Karp 'eat' it all and chuckled, and Karp looked at her at this time.

"The barbecue is crispy, the sauce is sticky – what did you put in it?"

Karp used the pills to vaporize all of Nazi's dark dishes in his mouth, and didn't let them enter his stomach, but he still knew the taste of Nazi's roasted meat with sauce.

Salty, sour, bitter, and spicy - it really shows the flavors of life, and it is a representative dish that shows the bitterness of life.

Fortunately, Karp usually has a flat expression, and his tongue loses sensation after the first bite, so he eats the sauce and barbecue like this.

Natsu raised an eyebrow at Karp's inquiry.

"At first, I did make it the way you told me, but I tried it and it didn't feel like it was very special, so I made some improvements after that.

I changed the tomato sauce to the long tomato, and I added some vinegar to ensure the acidity, and then I felt that the barbecue was too greasy, and I needed a little fragrance to enhance the taste, so I put a little bitter gourd, but I also put a little sugar on the top of the cabinet to neutralize the bitterness."

Nazi said a dozen more steps later, but Karp only heard the first few steps to know how the problem had arisen.

Long tomatoes – that's a chili.

The addition of a little vinegar is probably the origin of that sour taste.

Then I put the bitter gourd, and then the salt on the top of the cupboard - no wonder it was so salty.

Then a dozen or so steps will probably tell you how to turn an unpalatable dish into a biochemical weapon, so that you can lose consciousness on your tongue and keep having diarrhea after eating.

Thinking of this, the corners of Karp's eyes twitched.

"If you want to pursue specificity, let me teach you."

With that, Karp stood up and smiled and held out his hand to Nazi.

"The barbecue was eaten by me and Kirbymon, and you haven't eaten much except for the unimproved sauce barbecue at the beginning of the meal.

So to thank you for the barbecue before, let me make something this time. ”

Natsu chuckled at Karp's words and nodded quickly.

"Hmm."