Kirito's manga

() "It turns out that the four living 'soft objects' on your clothes can actually help you do things." Da Lian recalled the busy figure in the kitchen just now, and at the same time, the four metal chains on the hem of the other's clothes kept waving. The scene where the head even helps out together is extremely weird but it can make people feel that this scene is miraculous, and it doesn't make people feel scared, it just makes people feel that it is the means that a magician should do.

Tongren and Dalian hurried out of the kitchen. At this moment, Tongren was holding something in each of his hands. On his right hand was a leather weight, and the cover had turned into a brown ancient book. It is a hand-copied copy written on parchment paper, and in the left hand is a small porcelain bowl, which is actually light in color and covered with a layer of egg flower, a small dish called egg flower porridge. food.

"Is your method really okay?" Dalian looked at the egg porridge with a light color but a mouth-watering fragrance, and the slender pink neck, which was as delicate as perfect porcelain, moved a little. , even though she didn't taste it, the fragrance alone can evoke the most primitive appetite of human beings.

"Try it, if the phantom book affects too deeply, I can't do anything about it." Kirito shrugged helplessly. He didn't dare to say how sure he was of this impromptu method. Said that since Leslie got the phantom book 13 years ago, she has crossed the line, so no matter how strong the emotion is, it may not be able to arouse her human senses.

"It seems that we haven't come too late, what do you think, Darian?" Pushing open the door of the study room where the owner of the mansion, Gulem, belongs, when he sees the two figures of light blue and black, they are preparing for The owner of the mansion was serving the meal, and the female chef froze for a moment.

"Kitani Kazuto? Kuro no Hime? Why did you two break in? Don't you know that I'm enjoying the best food in the world?!" When Gulem saw that the two people who broke in suddenly turned out to be people he knew , the tone seemed more or less questioning, if it wasn't for the identities of the two of them, they would have been thrown out of the mansion long ago.

"Looks like the time is just right." When Kirito noticed that there was nothing unusual about Gulem's body, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and when he was about to put the fresh meat on the silver fork into his mouth, Can't help but smile slightly.

"That's really rude, Mr. Gulem, I'm just here to let you taste the so-called top dishes in your mouth." Kirito, under the puzzled gaze of Gulem and Leslie, Shi Shiran and Dalian came to the dinner table, pushed the small porcelain bowl in his left hand with skill, and pushed it onto the table in front of Gulem.

"Are you fooling me?!" The anger on Gulem's face grew even stronger when he saw that the small porcelain bowl in front of Kirito's eyes was just a piece of egg porridge that can be seen everywhere. Sheng's tone also seemed aggressive, and even the polite address of 'you' disappeared.

Looking at the dishes prepared by Leslie, they are meat dishes. The freshly cut pieces of meat are dipped in special sauces. The special sauces are made with countless spices and herbs. The room is filled with Mouth-watering fragrance, and Kirito's is just an ordinary egg porridge that can only be described as bland no matter how you look at it. Just judging from the appearance, it is a matter of opinion whether it is stronger or weaker. up.

"Doesn't everything have to be tried to know its beauty and ugliness? Mr. Gulem? Or does it make your face dull when you taste the food that you have always looked down upon?" Kirito lifted the air With his left hand in his hand, he had a gesture of "please enjoy", so that the owner of the mansion, Gulem, didn't know what to say for a while. His posture is obviously enough to save face. If he is the owner of the mansion here, if his mind is too small, it will inevitably be looked down upon.

"I'm curious, you guys managed to get here unscathed... there should be many guests in the living room, haven't you been attacked?" Leslie, who was in a daze, opened her mouth, sniffing the scent of the blended special spices still emanating from the beautiful young man in front of her, the ability to neutralize the spices in the special dishes for guests should not be confused. Wrong is right.

Kirito couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile at the calm inquiry of female chef Leslina. "If you're talking about the folks out there, they've been asked to take a nap."

"Asleep?" Obviously, Leslie hadn't understood what Tongkou meant by falling asleep.

"A collection of stories compiled by ancient Persia, "Arabian Nights." Kirito raised the weighty tea-covered book on his right hand and said: "It is said that in those thousand and one days, every night , read this book to the cruel Islamic king Shanruyar, and he will fall into a deep sleep. This is also the prototype of the story of the Arabian Nights. Anyone who hears this story will fall into sleep. When the Mongolian army attacked Baghdad, it was all burned, and has long since disappeared into the world..."

"That is, a phantom book that shouldn't exist in this world? Where did you get that kind of thing..." Leslie suddenly showed a surprised smile that she was really stupid. "I really asked a stupid question. You are the owners of Danterian's bookshelf, the princess of the library of illusions that collects 90 illusion books, and her guards..."

"Do you want to surpass the dishes created by the knowledge given to me by the "Supreme Conditioning Meditation Book" just with ordinary materials? Sure enough, even the key guardian of Danterian's bookshelf still can't escape that he is a human being." Is this a sad thing, so stupid." When Leslie's eyes caught sight of the egg porridge in the small porcelain bowl, she smiled, although the smile was beautiful, but it was difficult to conceal the disdain and contempt in it.

"Do you remember what I said before?" Kirito twisted his neck, this is his favorite behavior when he is about to fight, and according to him, he can perform better in the next battle. "Even if it's just an ordinary fried bread, for us at that time, it was a peerless delicacy."

Leslie's expression froze instantly, but she still said: "Inferior ingredients are still inferior. Compared with high-grade ingredients, their identities are like the difference between nobles and commoners."

The crisp sound of 'ding' from the porcelain objects sounded in the study that was already extremely quiet. Leslie turned around looking for the source of the sound, only to see that her master, Gulem, who had served for 13 years With a greatly shocked expression, his eyes widened and he stood in a daze. When Kirito saw the broken spoon on the ground, he smiled. It was a beautiful smile that could dim even the most beautiful moonlight in the world. .

"It seems... I won." Kirito smiled and looked at Leslie, who was also in a daze, because, in the next second, two lines slowly flowed from Gulem's wide eyes. Tears of clarification kept murmuring in his mouth: "This... this is... this is the smell of mother..."

"Gurem...Master..." Leslie looked in disbelief at Gurem, who was in a state of memory or intoxication. The current posture of the other party was the first time she had met in the 13 years of her service. Yes, so, driven by a voice deep in her heart, she reached out her hand into the egg drop porridge in the small porcelain bowl in front of the other party, picked up little grains of rice that seemed to be glittering, and finally put them in with her fingers in her mouth. into the lips.

"This taste is..." Leslie's eyes widened in an instant. In the rice grains that slipped into her mouth, she even felt her father watching her with a smile, and her mother touching her with a smile. I... I am smiling and acting like a baby to them.

Plain, it was too plain, but it was precisely because of this extreme plainness that Leslie and Gulem felt the warmth and joy they had experienced in the past.

"A really good chef is not how to bring out the taste of the best ingredients, but to use plain ingredients to make a better taste, turning decay into magic, this is what a good chef should do. "Kirito stepped forward slowly, the content of the words seemed to have some kind of strange magic power, as if he was reminding Leslie of the past, and he seemed to be teaching her how to be the best chef. .

The date on the trolley next to Leslie is unrecognizable, but it can be seen that it is already quite old. The cover of the book says "Supreme Conditioning Meditation Book". "The "Supreme Conditioning Meditation Book" has been confirmed to be returned, let's go, Da Lian."

Picking up the book, returning to Dalian's side, under the unimaginable eyes of the other party, holding the soft and boneless Rou Yi, and walking out of the study room, at this time, Leslie who was in shock behind Finally he spoke: "Then how can we turn decay into magic?"

Regarding this question from the other party, Kirito was not in a hurry to answer, but pointed to his own heart. "...follow your own heart, and remember that cooking is not created to satisfy taste buds, but to give people a sense of happiness." After saying the last sentence, Kirito ignored the seemingly behind him. The maid chef who still wanted to ask her a question, slowly left the study, the only thing left was the egg drop porridge still exuding a strange fragrance and magic power.

On the country road in Wangdu under the full moon, an old military vehicle was slowly driving forward. On the only two seats in the car, there were two people who would definitely belong to the rare class if only from the outside. beautiful girl

"You said... Can tenderness really be injected into cooking?" Sitting in the passenger seat of a classic military car, the pitch-black beautiful girl finally asked the question that had been kept in her heart. The shock left by the egg porridge was so great that it could even break through the erosion of magic power in the fantasy book.

"If you believe it, you don't believe it...and ah...Dalian, there are many things in this world that you shouldn't know." A large number of books were typed in the past, after all, she also believed in reaching out and not hitting people with smiling faces.

"I didn't expect that there was a perfect matching axle in the garage of that mansion. What a blessing." Thinking of this, Kirito couldn't help smiling, and Dalian was also relieved that he didn't have to experience the feeling of flying in the sky, after all The jump up and down last time left a heavy shadow on her heart.

"...I'm hungry." Dalian, who hadn't eaten anything throughout the dinner, couldn't help touching the beautiful boy who had always had a flat stomach and stared at the car beside him with complaining eyes, meaning Naturally, it was 'I'm hungry, hurry up and find a way'.

"...I knew it." Kirito had a tone that had been expected. "Unfortunately, time is tight, so I only made two copies, remember to save some for me." After finishing speaking, Kirito took out from the internal test windbreaker, which looked like two black pieces at night. Disc-like objects.

With a disgusted expression, Dalian reached out to catch Kirito and handed it over. "Huh? This...?" When she reached out to catch it, Dalian realized that the two discs in her hand were surprisingly soft to the touch, which was not at all consistent with the firmness imagined from the outside, and the temperature was still warm.

"...This is? Fried bread?" Dalian asked in doubt, but her tone was not even sure for herself.

"You're only half right. Fried bread is indeed superficial, because I haven't thought of a name yet, and it's the first time I make it today, so I call it curry bread."

"Curry... curry bread?" Dalian felt that her imagination was extremely poor for a while. She knew curry rice and fried bread, but curry bread was a bit...

"No matter how much you talk about now, it's empty talk, why don't you eat it yourself and try it out." Kirito smiled mysteriously and spoke as if to encourage the doubtful gesture on Dalian's face that he could still see clearly even in the night.

"Ah woo." With a lovely sweet tone, Dalian opened her bright red lips and bit the curry bread. Immediately, a wonderful liquid exuding a strange fragrance but still refreshing flowed into her mouth.

"So that's how it is..." Staring dazedly at the black liquid flowing out of the fried bread in his hand, Da Lian muttered knowingly: "Mixing curry into the fried bread should be an awkward combination, but it got a lot of results." Good fusion, the aroma of curry combined with the soft and crispy fried bread...it's surprisingly delicious."

"It's really a blessing in my life to be appreciated by you. I never thought I could get such an effect for the first time." Looking at the beautiful girl next to her who seemed to be tasting happiness, she couldn't help but look at the intoxicated expression on her face. Infected Kirito.

"It would be nice if there were more."

"Huh? More?" Kirito was stunned for a moment, then turned his head abruptly, and saw that Dalian's hands were already empty, and she was sucking the curry juice and The crumbs of fried bread, your intoxicated expression seems to be the only description of her heart at this time.

"I said you... I said there were only two, but you know that I haven't eaten anything all day." Seeing that Da Lian had eaten up all the two curry buns, Tong The whole face of the person was green, looking extremely ugly.

"Huh? Why are you so gluttonous?" Dalian's astonished expression almost didn't make Kirito go berserk, so he could only complain helplessly, "Who is gluttonous now?"

Tongren had no choice but to forcibly hold back the thought that he was about to burst into tears, and turned his head to look out of sight, but it seemed that Dalian didn't want him to be quiet, and gently tugged at the hem of his clothes, but he had no choice but to take the Looked with an angry expression.

"Curry bread...it's really delicious!" I saw that under the bright red full moon, the girl showed a smile that matched her age. Under the red moonlight of the full moon, she seemed to be covered with a layer of The enchanting veil of magic.

The bewitching 'magic power' of the crimson color of 'Putong' couldn't help but make Kirito feel his heart beating uncontrollably, his eyes stared blankly at the dark girl exuding strange magic power in front of him, and finally, his eyes moved to the girl Crumbs of curry bread still stained the corners of his mouth.

"Since you can't eat it, the ones here seem to be good." As if bewitched by a voice deep in his heart, Kirito stretched out his right hand and caressed the delicate and smooth face of the girl in front of him, his head gradually moved go up.

"Huh? You... eh?!" The next moment, the pitch-black beautiful girl's eyes widened in an instant, and her thin and petite body instantly stiffened, just because a bright red and slippery object lightly touched the corner of her mouth, and the soft touch touched it. Touching his vermilion lips, the greasy object that was still messing around in the corner of his mouth just now also got in, stirring like a fish playing in the water.

It was not until I don't know how long it took, anyway, Kirito only felt that he could no longer feel the aroma of curry bread in Dalian's mouth, and he left those soft and attractive lips with a little reluctance. However, at this time It was only then that he suddenly realized what he had done. In the cool season, Kirito's forehead was covered with thick cold sweat.

"...I seem to have done something extraordinary." Kirito couldn't help swallowing when he thought of the things that happened later that he couldn't predict. It is an act driven by one's own will.

"Change... change... perverted lolicon!!!" The deafening screams finally came back to her senses, and she realized that the beautiful girl who was violated by the man in front of her had found something that could be done from nowhere. The book, which was used as a murder tool, smashed down on the face in front of him that looked infinitely unbearable.

"Wait! I'm still driving!"

"You poor man, give me a hundred times to die now, immediately, immediately!!"

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The author’s personal ps at the end of the article: “Originally, this chapter was intended to be divided into two chapters to be uploaded today and tomorrow, so that tomorrow only one chapter needs to be updated and it’s ok, but he couldn’t find a suitable division The location, I found one, but found that the following part turned into a superfluous chapter, so I had no choice but to upload all of them, at worst, update tomorrow and continue with two chapters, next time."