I'm Really Strong

The Fuyuki Church at night is desolate and gloomy.

There were not many believers in this land, so the entire church should have only Kotomine and his son, but at this moment in the world, it was a little too lively.

"No, I can't eat anymore..."

"But I can't eat it, why is my hand moving by itself?"

"Spicy, fragrant, color, hot, numb. Mapo tofu should have only five flavors, but this bowl has broken the limit of five flavors, and has more crispy flavors!"

"Six flavors in one magical Mapo tofu!"

"one more bowl!"

Assassins dressed in black and wearing skull masks seem to have acquired another skill, that is, they can eat without removing their masks.It's like the legendary flag wood five to five.As for Bai Ziqing, who was standing in the living room, watching the group of assassins try dishes one after another, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"What are you doing?"

Bai Ziqing looked at the lively living room with a bit of confusion.

Boiled fish, double-cooked pork, Mapo tofu, fish-flavored shredded pork, boiled pork slices, Kung Pao chicken, Mao Xuewang...

Plates of dishes were brought out from the kitchen, and just standing in the living room, you could hear the roaring sound of the stove and the frying of the binaural pot.

"As you can see, try the dishes." Hassan with purple ponytail appeared beside Bai Ziqing.

"No, I know you are trying dishes... so why are you trying dishes?" Bai Ziqing asked in a low voice.

"Because, it's delicious." Purple ponytail Hassan answered very seriously, and then seemed to strengthen his tone, and nodded heavily, "It's really delicious."

It has been a while since Bai Ziqing came to the church.Even though Bai Ziqing's IQ is as high as [-] now, he still cannot understand the situation in front of him - how the style of this group of people is wrong.

This was not Kotomine Kirei's home, but strictly speaking, it was a place where church employees who didn't exist, or those who were taken in to suffer.There is a kitchen, a guest room, and a large living room where you can eat.

Kotomine Kirei was cooking in the kitchen. The ten assassins were sitting around the long table. The giant man and the old man Hassan, who were not in the empty seats, were serving plates after plates of freshly cooked dishes, tasting and commenting respectively. He even wrote a detailed report in the notebook at hand.

They ate happily.

They laughed happily.

Bai Ziqing felt that every time they ate a dish, they poured some soil on the grave of an old grandfather.

"If only one person is allowed to eat it, no matter what kind of food it is, you will get tired of eating it after seven or eight dishes." Kotomine Kirei walked out with a dessert and handed it to Bai Ziqing, as if he served as the host. Food for the guests, "It's been a year since we last met, Mr. Bai. Thanks to you, now I have found my purpose in life."

On the plate in Bai Ziqing's hands is an eighth portion of Raspberry Lemon Cheesecake.

The aroma of cheese and the fruity aroma of raspberries are perfectly blended after baking in a 180 degree oven for about thirty-five to forty minutes, and it is almost irresistible for dessert fanatics.

Kotomine Kirei saw the desire on Bai Ziqing's face after he took the cake, and the corner of his mouth almost reached his earlobe: "Do you want to eat?"

The situation seemed to be reversed, Kotomine Kirei's words at this moment were like the whispers of a demon.

Bai Ziqing solemnly picked up the cake, took a bite carefully, and immediately widened his eyes—

- Splashy! ! !

The priest was very satisfied with Bai Ziqing's expression, he opened his arms and embraced the room where capsaicin was still scattered.

"Although there is still a long way to go before the share you gave me, but now, I can vaguely touch the cuff of the chef's trousers. As long as you give me some time, I will definitely be able to reach the chef. the height of.

"In the past, I had no interest in everything. Alchemy, healing, divination... I could learn all the courses very well, but every time I finished learning, I would give up these skills after confirming that I had no interest in it. And now, I really feel alive, especially when the Assassins show that smile when they try the food, I feel fulfilled from the bottom of my heart.

"For this, I thank you from the bottom of my heart, Mr. Bai. But then again, Mr. Bai, it's not just for the conversation a year ago when you came to me during the sensitive period of the Holy Grail War, right?"

Kotomine Kirei returned to being serious again, but even so, there was still something called a smile on his lips.

Totally crooked.

The man named Kotomine Kirei, although he didn't fall into the devil's way, was twisted in a certain sense after all.

He casually handed the empty plate to a Hassan, took the wet tissue and wiped his hands and mouth: "It's just an invitation from the devil."

"Devil? Has he already called himself a devil (Diavolo) in an upright manner!" Kotomine Kirei laughed.

"People have too much hope and longing for good gods, money, education, health, love, career... The more longing they put in, the more disappointment they will get. In the end, when the gods of faith are powerless When you give back to believers, you will be cast aside and abused. Isn't it funny? He is obviously a rescuer, but he seems to be sitting on the sin of some perpetrator."

"But if it's a demon, there's no problem. No matter what you do, it's expected, calculated, and within the acceptable range, but once the demon does something good for the world, people will Ask yourself this—is it true that demons are also good?

"Besides, do you know, Kotomine Kirei? Demons were originally gods, right?

"The etymology of the word "Demon" comes from the Greek Daimon, which originally means "gods, demigods, and patron saints". It is also a god worshipped by the Greeks before Christianity was introduced into Greece.Only after monotheistic Christianity was introduced into Greece, it did not recognize any other gods except God, so the gods believed in by traditional Greek religions were deprived of the status of gods.Since then, the meaning of Daimon has changed from god to demon. "

Kotomine Kirei stared at Bai Ziqing's eyes: "What on earth are you trying to do?"

"It's just a small matter." Bai Ziqing took a few steps forward and came to Kotomine Kirei's back, slowly turning his head to the side while watching the flickering candlelight.

"—correct the world."

By the time Bai Ziqing left, it was almost midnight.

Before leaving, Bai Ziqing glanced at the door of a closed guest room, and then left with a slight twitch of the corner of his mouth.

In the room, the blond man swayed the wine glass, staring at the red wine in the glass with snake-like vertical pupils, and whispered softly:

"--interesting."

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There must be no one who can count my sudden five shifts today, almost [-] words (actually, I just wanted to quickly pass this slow-paced plot, so I released the originally scheduled manuscript), so the question is now-