Kirito's manga

() Kirito took Darian out of Gulem's study, and the two headed towards the kitchen.

"So that's it. Is the title of gourmet only given by the chef? It's really ironic." Recalling what Gulem said just now, the corners of Kirito's mouth curled up, revealing a trace of disdain and subtle emotion.

"The holder of the phantom book is the chef. Although the general public thinks that the contents of the dishes are thought up by me and then hired the chef to cook them, in fact this is not the case. The current time of the chef was exactly 13 years ago..."

The above is exactly what Mr. Gulem said when Kirito left the study, and what Kirito has to do now is naturally to go to the kitchen and get back the phantom book "Supreme Conditioning Meditation Book" from the chef, 13 years ago The deadline for lending is tonight.

On the way, they passed through the venue of the dinner party, and the main dishes were served one by one. Everyone was full of praise for the gorgeous presentation of the dishes, and even more praised the deliciousness of the dishes. It could be seen that the dinner party was very lively.

"...This atmosphere is really disgusting." Kirito looked at this group of slightly strange people with cold eyes, and murmured: "Actually, Mr. Gulem's dinner party also has some bad reviews, like using endangered rare species. Animals are used as ingredients, or human bones are mixed in the food waste thrown away in the kitchen, and other negative rumors... It is obviously impossible for them to know nothing about these."

"... What's so fun about eating this kind of food?" Dalian's expression was very serious, while Kirito shook his head in confusion, and said, "Perhaps it is in response to the saying that rare things are precious, and the world's It’s not that there are so many people who feel unnecessary excitement when they hear rare and rare.”

"...there are obviously many better ingredients than that. What a bunch of stupid guys. At least I think the tonkotsu ramen you made is really good." At the end, Dalian's voice was like a mosquito Gnats, with a coquettish blush on their cheeks.

"I see, you like the tonkotsu ramen I made." As if being exposed directly, Darian probably didn't expect that Kirito would hear such a small tone of her own, this time it was the whole face. Climb to intoxicating flush.

"I'll make your favorite tonkotsu ramen when I get back... How about that? And make a portion of the Chinese braised pork that you wanted to eat last time?"

"Really!?" Dalian's tone was unusually excited, and under the bright red lips, a trace of crystal saliva revealed her mood at this time, and at the same time, her whole little head was nodding like a pounding garlic.

"When did you see that I lied to you?" Kirito replied with a gentle smile to Dalian's impatient gesture, but the smile became extremely serious the next moment. He looked up at the window and murmured He muttered to himself, "I just hope the situation doesn't get too bad."

Following Kirito's line of sight, Dalian also looked out the window, and then she fell silent, her delicate face that seemed to have a magical brilliance was illuminated by the bright red full moon outside the window.

The phantom book... is an existence whose magic power will change even more terrifying under the yin and yang. The last "[-]-D Picture Book" incident gave Kirito a very good answer.

"As expected... Are you the chef of this mansion? Miss Leslie." Kirito looked at the woman in front of him who put down the kitchen knife and came in front of him after completing the smooth movements, and asked.

The head chef——Leslie had a slightly apologetic smile on her face. It turned out that she was the woman who took Kirito and Darien in a carriage and brought them to the mansion. "It's not what I expected...you really came here." Leslie's tone was a bit lonely.

"...Why do you say that?" Dalian asked, and Leslie looked down at the girl in black with some nostalgia. "I've changed a lot in 13 years, but your appearance hasn't changed from when we first met... Kuro no Ji, or that Ling Tang?"

Darian didn't answer, just looked at Leslie silently, Kirito observed the sadness flashing in Darian's eyes, just because, 13 years ago, her keykeeper was named Wesley Deswa De...and now, it is named Kiritani Kazuto.

"13 years ago, you were the one who got the "Supreme Conditioning Meditation Book" from Viscount Wesley Deswald." It was Kirito who spoke instead of Dalian, and he continued: "Then you should know that 13 years later What we came here for."

"Yes, I understand." Leslie nodded, and then slowly said with an expression of reminiscing about the past, "I still vividly remember what happened that day. It was my father's funeral, because suddenly My father who got fired and started drinking, got into fights over trivial matters, and died for such a trivial reason. After that, if I hadn’t been taken in by the current master, I would have died long ago..."

Having said this, Leslie shook her head as if she suddenly remembered something. "No, not really, if I didn't have the talent to cook... If I hadn't read the "Supreme Conditioning Meditation Book", it would be impossible for the master to hire a yellow-haired girl like me...I borrowed it at that time The phantom book saved me."

Dalian stared speechlessly at the chef who stated all this with a painful expression.

"Go this way, please. The phantom book is kept in my room—of course, it must be kept carefully. The book is not damaged at all." Leslie, who came out of that painful memory, smiled, and took Tong Ren and Da Lian left.

"Is Mr. Gulem's dinner ready?" Kirito asked in confusion as he watched Leslie leave the kitchen.

"Yes, master's dishes are almost finished, and now we just need to prepare the last ingredients." Leslie nodded with a smug smile on her face.

"Be careful, this woman... is no longer the Leslie who drove us in a carriage this morning." Kirito, who silently followed behind Leslie, opened his lips lightly, and said what he wanted to express in his heart. out.

"Yes, you think the same as I do." Dalian nodded her little head lightly, her pair of deep eyes that seemed to see through everything revealed a hint of sadness.

"...Where is the phantom book, Miss Leslie?" Kirito looked around the dark basement and asked.

"Wait...for a while!" A false smile appeared on Leslie's face, and then she took out a bottle containing rare spices from the spice rack near the entrance of the room, and opened the lid.

Leslie turned around quickly, shaking the spice bottle with admirable natural movements, the wonderfully colored powder flew out, and sprinkled Kirito's whole body.

"This is...?!" Kirito looked serious and cautious, and the wonderful fragrance on his body gave him a very bad premonition.

"Don't worry, it's just my special seasoning, and the scent will disappear before midnight, but if you leave this room, then I can't guarantee that you will not have any accidents." Leslie said while stepping back, holding He hit the doorknob of the basement, intending to lock the two of them here.

Kirito, who was about to catch up, stopped when the other party took out a knife like magic, because Leslie's eyes were not on him, but on Dalian.

"I will present the master—a top dish that took 13 years to complete!" Accompanied by a heavy metal sound, the door was locked mercilessly. In the locked dark basement, Kirito and Dali The last thing Ann heard was the cheerful voice of the young chef.

"In the end—was it still corroded by the magic power of the phantom book?" In the darkness, Kirito wriggled his lips and let out a regretful voice.

'呲呲呲' The piercing sound of metal whirling sounded in the dark basement, and countless sparks flew in all directions.

"Really! You're such a mess!" Dalian covered her ears impatiently, and looked at the object in Kirito's hand that was constantly splashing with fireworks, which had a gorgeous tulip-like color. Crimson boxing gloves and protective gear.

Kirito did not refute Dalian's irritable tone, but concentrated on cutting the thick basement door with the high-speed rotating sword on the glove protector, and with his vigorous kick, The square part of the basement door that looked like it had been laser cut flew straight out.

"So that's how it is. This is what Leslie said would happen." Looking at the crowds that kept gathering towards him, Kirito's right eyebrow twitched, and he saw that these people who wanted to gather by themselves all had A common feature is that they seem to be hypnotized, their expressions are empty and lifeless, only the eyes cast a beast-like hunger.

But fortunately, they only stared at Kirito, not Da Lian. Is this considered a blessing in misfortune?

"In the eyes of those guys, Kirito, you seem to be quite delicious." Dalian's flat tone of just stating the facts made Kirito curl his lips as if disgusted from the bottom of his heart. "It seems that the spices that Leslie sprinkled on me just now have bewitched these people."

Of course, Kirito knows that there is nothing wrong with the spices on his body, but if it is combined with the dishes made by Leslie, then it will definitely have a neutralizing effect. After all, Dalian who has never eaten any dishes It is the best proof.

"It's really troublesome." Kirito said in an annoyed voice after he had already removed the protective gear on his fists and feet. It is absolutely impossible for him to hurt ordinary people, but it would take too much time to be stunned, so he muttered with a sigh With a sound, he took off the deep black fingerless glove on his right hand, and on the back of his hand was inlaid with a beautiful scarlet-like gemstone. "...Dalian, can I borrow a book from you?"

The books I read in the car were not brought over, so Dalian didn’t have a book in her hand, but she still nodded expressionlessly, and quietly stretched her hand to her collar. Through the gaps, one could see her white and smooth skin and her undulating breasts. There was a silver box in the middle of the front and an old metal lock.

"...Let me ask, are you human?" Kirito asked with his right hand raised high, as if reading a taboo ancient mantra.