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Even if he has world-class cooking skills, the teenager is more for his own appetite.

Or sometimes, in order to improve the girl's favorability, it can also be used to show a hand.

But he never thought of really being a cook!

………………

"Have I entered New Oriental?"

Far Moon College, separate apartment.

Looking at the kitchenware placed in front of him, Qiye sighed, his face full of helplessness.

No matter how awesome a conspirator is, no matter how brilliant a murderer is, when faced with a mission full of spoofs, he will be like him - he is speechless and choked.

Life is indeed full of all kinds of variables.

Your sister!

Taking a deep breath, Nanaya picked up a fruit knife from the side and put it in his sleeve.

As for the rest of the kitchen utensils, he didn't even look at them.

With his ability, a fruit knife is enough to complete all the tasks.

In his mind, the genius-level chef ability inherited from the projectile world had already been integrated when he was in the world of slashing red.

Although the projectile is compared to the spirit of the halberd, it is definitely more than one level weaker in terms of food and cooking skills.

But in the same way, what is in the hands of Qiye is the most genius cooking skill in the projectile world.

Even if there is a gap between the two worlds in this regard, the top of one world is placed in the other. It won't be any worse, will it?

In addition, he has a sixth consciousness that transcends the five senses. Able to control everything perfectly.

Nanaya really didn't believe that he would be weaker than anyone in this regard.

Take a deep breath. The boy took an apron from the side and tied it, and glanced at his own shape in the mirror.

The face is covered with black lines.

"At this time, if anyone takes a picture with a camera, then my reputation will be completely ruined."

Muttering to himself, the boy picked up the fruit knife.

The afterimage flashed.

All the materials were sorted out almost instantly.

Nanaya's palms paused, his eyes flashed slightly, and he began to slow down his movements.

Always remember that this is just an ordinary world. Don't go into too much of it.

……

After a few moments, a rich aroma rises.

Nanaya stood in the kitchen, touching his chin and thinking carefully about what he had just done.

Almost, I can already understand what kind of performance to use.

The boy was just about to call it a day, but the doorbell rang in his ears.

Ignoring it, Nanaya carefully plated the dishes he had made, feeling the more and more enticing aroma in the air, and couldn't help but move his index finger.

But soon his appetite was interrupted.

Because the voice outside is constantly reminding him - someone is outside, someone is outside, someone is looking for you!

"If you can't hear the reaction, shouldn't you consciously leave?!"

Qiye couldn't help but complain. He doesn't have much of the mood to interact with others right now.

But the doorbell ...... Why are you so persistent!

"How awkward you are."

The moment I pushed the door open, I looked at the two people standing outside. Nanaya couldn't help but roll his eyes.

A blonde lady in a student uniform, and a pink-haired secretary who follows her every step of the way.

I'm afraid there is no one who doesn't know these two people.

"Meeting." The eldest lady raised her head and said two words expressionlessly, indicating her intention.

"This little thing, do you need to come in person, Miss?"

"Just passing through." The eldest lady named Erina Nagikiri glanced at him, "Where's your phone?" ”

“……？” Qiye thought about it, where did he get his mobile phone?

No wonder someone will come to notify, probably because the phone call didn't get through, right?

"I guess I lost it a few days ago." Shrugged absently, the boy casually took off his apron and changed into the clothes he usually wore.

Erina Nagi glanced at him and sniffed.

"You're cooking?"

"Sort of." Seven Nights is noncommittal.

In fact, he is just trying to face the world with what level of manipulation he should use.

But it is undeniable that the result of the trial is indeed a dish.

"You want to eat?" Turning around, seeing the eldest lady's somewhat moved look, Qiye raised her eyebrows slightly, and chuckled.

"If you want to eat, you can beg me~"

"......" The eldest lady's face suddenly darkened.

The faithful secretary stepped forward and held out his finger at him, as if in a tendency to explode.

Qiye directly covered her mouth, and Hòu took the food on the table from the side and brought it to the eldest lady's eyes.

"Just kidding, I'm so excited."

Shrugging, the young man looked like he was underwhelmed.

However, Erina Nagikiri's face is a little better, maybe he has long been familiar with his style?

The secretary broke free from his grasp, walked behind the eldest lady, and stared at him with a slightly red face.

But soon, her infusion was also attracted by the dish in Erina's hand.

Incense, it's so fragrant.

Just smelling it makes you have an unstoppable appetite.

"I've put an aphrodisiac." Qiye waved his hand and said on the side, but was directly ignored by the two girls.

In this regard, he can only be helpless.

I have to say that this world does have its peculiarities.

There seems to be some kind of rule, blessed in the cooking skills, and the seven nights can feel a little bit.

The materials are still those materials, although they are better than the real world, but that's it.

Tools are those tools, and the process doesn't make a difference.

But what was made was as if it had been drugged.

"Is this some kind of rule that represents cooking?" Qiye touched his chin thoughtfully.

As the so-called 3,000 avenues, the strips can be mixed.

In the end, it is the same result.

Who can guarantee that cooking skills can't reach the final level?

Qiye didn't know, but he was sure that he would never be able to.

He didn't have the mental strength to put it on this.

When they came back to their senses, the two of them were already immersed in boundless happiness and couldn't extricate themselves.

Eating anything can make people eat hallucinations, as if they are there.

Maybe this is really the path of a chef, right?

Qiye picked up the white outer tào and put it on, and when he walked past the eldest lady, he patted her and the secretary's heads: "Don't stand stupidly, let's go." ”

There's still a meeting.

He still remembered what the girl had said at the beginning.

On the other hand, after tasting the food, he fell into a dream, completely unaware of what he was doing.

Please, you're the so-called 'Tongue of God' and have tasted almost every fine dish in the world.

Is it necessary to exaggerate? (To be continued......)

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