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Chapter 6 6. Feeding each other
Family restaurant.

Aizawa is tasting island specialties, curry chicken rice, and carbonated soda.

Even in the near future, people's lives are no different from the era before Osamu Aizawa traveled.

In other words, hundreds of years after the black mist fell, people have slowly recovered the scene before the end of the world.

Everything is going well.

However, although the taste of these dishes is great, Osamu Aizawa, who feeds on gods, cannot be satisfied at all.

Compared with curry chicken, he would rather eat Yatengu, or Niugui is also good.

When he was on his way before, he also hunted and killed a few crocodile birds, and the taste was unique.

Natsume Haruka, who was sitting next to Osamu Aizawa, asked, "Not to your liking?"

Osamu Aizawa lacked interest, he bit the straw boredly and replied, "You know, I can't get used to these."

For some reason, although it has only been more than half a month, he feels like a savage who has eaten raw meat in the mountains all his life, and has not eaten cooked food for a long time.

Not wanting to eat, not interested.

Natsume Haruka looked worried and said: "If you don't eat on time, one day you will become a monster that loses your humanity. Even the Great Myojin, who are comparable to gods, still maintain human routines and living habits."

Osamu Aizawa retorted: "The Daimyojin didn't go berserk because they were emotionally stable, not because they ate and slept every day."

"If you are in a happy mood, you will naturally be emotionally stable. Aunt Saki said that Utsunomiya Daimyojin likes to eat sweets."

"If only it were that simple."

Utsunomiya Renka likes to eat sweets. That's because Osamu Aizawa, when he was a secretary, put a lethal amount of sugar into bitter coffee every day in order to increase her hatred, and forcibly changed her taste.

As for emotional stability, if you hate a man so much that your teeth itch, your mood will be extremely stable, and you won't be upset at all.

And Natsume Haruka seemed to feel that it is better to move her mouth than to use her hands. She picked up a spoon to scoop up a mouthful of curry, put her left hand under the spoon to prevent it from dripping, and brought it to Osamu Aizawa's mouth.

He also coaxed like feeding a junior child: "Ah~"

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Force-feeding?

Why do two young people in their early 20s show off in public? Have you considered the mental health of the customers next to you?

In his previous life, Osamu Aizawa hated this kind of show of affection the most, so he quickly shook his head and refused.

But the latter was unmoved at all, and even handed it forward, persuading with a shy voice: "There will be a reward after eating."

Hey, what are you talking about that is misleading?

I shouldn't offend you, what kind of public execution is this?

Didn't you see all the other customers coming over?
Osamu Aizawa knew without thinking, he must be cursed by them in his heart.

After all, being fed by a beautiful girl with white hair and red eyes is a lucky thing that never happens in a lifetime.

Osamu Aizawa could understand them, so when he was about to speak, he was stopped by Natsume Haruka's eyes, those red eyes were giving orders:
eat fast.

Osamu Aizawa was silent for a moment, looked at the people around him out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly found out.

No wonder.
He sighed secretly, and opened his mouth cooperatively to swallow the curry.

Mmm, sweet curry, heresy!

This is how he feels.

After finishing the curry, Natsume Haruka put down the spoon, pointed to Osamu Aizawa's plate, and pointed to his own mouth, closed his eyes, put his hands on his knees, leaned forward, and obediently waited for the feeding.

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Feed each other play, really have you.

Ignoring the resentful gazes, Osamu Aizawa picked up a spoon, took a large spoonful of curry rice, and stuffed it into Natsume Haruka's mouth.

"It's so spicy." Natsume Yao coughed twice, his face flushed, and he reached out to pat him twice, "Do it again, it's too rough."

"You are more troublesome than my little niece."

Speaking of feeding, Osamu Aizawa has only fed complementary food to his little niece, and has never heard her complaints.

"I'm your little niece." Haruka Natsume licked the corner of her mouth, poked her head out again, shook his arm and said coquettishly, "I want more, Ou Ji San."

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Osamu Aizawa, who couldn't continue acting, turned his head to look at the man who was standing awkwardly aside, with an ugly look on his face: "This classmate, what do you want from Natsume Haruka?"

Although Natsume Haruka has a personality problem, her appearance is very confusing.It is not normal for a girl like her to be single until now.

Apparently, her feeding before was a temporary idea, in order to make the suitor in front of her retreat.

The expression of the man who was approached by Osamu Aizawa was well managed. He immediately squeezed out a smile, turned into a cheerful young man, and asked kindly, "Hi, I'm Okada Heita, and you are Natsume's boyfriend?"

Aizawa Osamu corrected, "No, I'm her uncle."

Seniority can't be messed up, so he won't let Natsume Haruka take advantage of him.

Okada Heita took a deep breath: "I'm serious."

Osamu Aizawa: "I also answered seriously."

Haruka Natsume leaned closer to Osamu Aizawa, took a sip of his soda water: "That's right, it's uncle time."

Okada Heita clenched his fists. He didn't want to see the girl he liked playing some kind of role-playing game with other men.

He asked in a bad tone: "I heard that you are a knife blacksmith?"

Osamu Aizawa said helplessly: "Yes, do you have a spiritual knife to repair?"

He also had the experience of being used as a shield several times in his previous life, so he could think of the following development plot with his eyes closed.

"Just you? An apprentice who doesn't even have the qualifications to touch my knife, and wants to repair my knife?"

Okada Heita, who was a swordsman, looked at Osamu Aizawa contemptuously, then turned to Natsume Haruka, pleading: "I know, he is just a man you brought to deal with me, I'm not angry."

Natsume Haruka said coldly, "He is my boyfriend."

"I do not believe."

"Believe it or not."

"Okay." Okada Heita looked at Osamu Aizawa, raised his chin and said defiantly, "If you really like Natsume-san, break up with her as soon as possible."

Osamu Aizawa responded in a timely manner: "Why?"

"Because you are not worthy." Okada Heita showed his identity proudly, showing off his family background, "My father is a B-level executive swordsman of the United Association, and my grandfather is an A-level swordsman who guards Nasuno. Only I can give Natsume-san Happiness. You are a knifesmith, you should recognize your status as soon as possible."

Osamu Aizawa was not angry, but asked with interest: "Then Okada-san, what grade are you? C grade?"

After all, grandpa is grade A, father is grade B, and no matter how bad the son is, he gets grade C, right?

Natsume Haruka laughed out loud, glanced at Okada Heita and said contemptuously: "He is only F-level now, barely graduated from the academy, and it is estimated that he will only be able to reach D-level in this life."

Osamu Aizawa spread his hands: "D-rank swordsman, it's really not as good as a generation."

He didn't say anything further, but his disgust was beyond words, which made Okada Heita blush.

"That's better than a low-level craftsman like you!"

Okada Heita clenched his fists and wanted to make a move, but when he thought that if something happened during the college graduation examination, even his family would not be able to settle it.

Can't be impulsive.

Even if it is murder, it can only be done by others.

He suppressed his anger and said to Natsume Haruka: "You know, after the graduation assessment, the Unity Council will assign positions. As long as you ask, I can let you stay in Tokyo and be a safe and prosperous swordsman.

I'm not snobby, I just want you to think about what he can give you and what I can give you. "

After finishing speaking, Okada Heita took a deep look at Aizawa Osamu, opened the door and left.

"The smell is too strong, how did the unification society become like this?"

Osamu Aizawa withdrew his gaze, lamenting the decline of the world, and turned his head to look at another person who came over: "So, you are also here to persuade me to break up?"

(End of this chapter)