I, Sakaski, Won't Take a Dog Easily.

Because of the food in his mouth, Sakaski's voice was a little slurred: "It's not spicy, really."

Everyone carefully observed his face, and found that not only did he not turn red, but there was no sweat on his forehead.

Lindeman was the first to move his chopsticks, and first poured the plates of white sticks into the pot, imitating Sakalski's way of eating, and the fox also picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks and put it into the hot pot.

Several people followed suit and picked up slices of meat and put them into the pot.

"Yellowthroat? Is yellowthroat the throat of a cow?" Robin became interested in the strange term that Sakalski mentioned.

Lindeman, who was in charge of cooking this ingredient in the afternoon, shook his head: "No, let's guess again."

The girl carefully recalled the appearance of the food that was poured into the pot just now, "Is it the ligament of a cow?"

Sakaski signaled to the people sitting around the table that the beef was cooked, and explained to Robin: "The yellow throat is not the throat of a cow, but its main artery, with a layer of greasy meat attached to it. Slippery film, Lindemann's job this afternoon is to help tear the film off."

"I see," Robin nodded, and put the cooked beef into her mouth. She didn't expect to learn something new after dinner.

Then, the girl's body froze.

She also reacted with a pink rabbit, a silver fox and a brown spider with trembling hair.

"You...what's the matter?" Sakaski hesitated, Lindeman had brought the chili back, and he had tried it, and it was fine.

The ingredients are also fresh products that Gion bought from the town today.

But why are there a hint of despair on the expressions of several people?

"It's so spicy!!!!" Gion's smooth forehead oozed out big beads of sweat!Dripping down her delicate face onto the table.

"It's so hot!! Lieutenant General!!!!" The fox burst into tears and kept hammering his chest.

"Is this the difference between me and Lieutenant General Sakaski?" The ghost spider kept scratching his hair. He felt countless ants crawling on his scalp. "Return your life! Return your life!"

"Water!!!!" The little girl rushed into the kitchen with lightning speed, where iced juice was stored.

Sakaski looked at the dining scene with a sudden sudden change in style, with a blank expression on his face.

He raised his chopsticks, turned up the peppers that had sunk to the bottom of the pot, and checked carefully.

Really, not spicy!

The fox fell headfirst on the table: "Lieutenant General, you can tell me what dissatisfaction you have with me! Don't use biochemical weapons on the table!!"

"Nothing." Sakarski glanced at Lindeman, who was almost a useless fox, with disdain, and then at the ghost spider who was drinking beer: "You are still far behind!"

The lieutenant general of the Navy Headquarters walked up to his lover and praised: "Learn from others Gion, how can it be so hot...Gion! What are you doing!"

This time it was Sakalski's turn to be terrified, the big pink rabbit unbuttoned his collar and fanned it desperately.

"Robin, how about trying it again? There's luncheon meat here." Sakarski held up a plate of ingredients to lobby.But he clearly felt a look of distrust.

Robin, who returned to the dining table from the kitchen with a large can of juice, did not hesitate at all in the choice between luncheon meat and hell's soup pot.

"Hum╯^╰"

The boat of the father-daughter relationship capsizes.

In desperation, Sakalski had no choice but to mix the oil, vinegar and sesame oil, and give each of the victims a bowl at the table.

There was a kind of nostalgia in his tone, and his voice was so low and powerful: "Eating spicy food is the only way to become a leader. Real sailors will not be afraid of these difficulties."

"Lindeman, try again." The ghost spider gritted its teeth and strengthened its companion.He has already used this as a means of practice to return his life.

The fox weakly took the oil dish from Sakalski, dipped the beef in it, and put it into his mouth with a tragic expression on his face.

"!?" Lindeman suddenly widened his slender eyes, and his ice blue pupils flashed a look of disbelief.

The oil and vinegar reduce the spiciness wrapped in the beef, and the sweet taste of the oil further expands the tenderness of the meat in the mouth.

The fragrance of sesame oil adds a variety of flavors to the hot pot shabu-shabu.

"Delicious!" The fox who had tasted the sweetness put another big piece of beef into his plate.

The ghost spider and Gion imitated the fox's method and put the beef into the dipping dish, and then put it into their mouths.

"good to eat!"

"Not so spicy anymore!"

Robin nodded, but was unmoved: "Brother Fox, you are worthy of the title of [Fraudster], you can actually change this kind of heart-warming sense into a complex expression of surprise and joy, I don't like it." Will fall for it again!"

The girl commented on Lindeman's acting skills, but she couldn't prevent Gion from quickly putting the yellow throat dipped in his own bowl into her mouth.

"Hmm! Sister Gion...Huh?" The smoothness of the entrance and the crispness between the teeth and cheeks form an indescribable rhythm, the sourness is moderately hot and delicious.

Robin swallowed the food in surprise. Once she got used to the spicy taste, the girl found that this way of cooking and scalding in red oil was incredibly addictive.

"It's so fragrant!"

Seeing that people have gradually become accustomed to this diet, Sakaski began to talk about official business with the three middle-level management officers of the expeditionary force.

"Is the pirate ship that the branches of the Great Route were required to monitor along the route moving in the direction we expected?" Sakaski picked up a can of beer and clinked glasses with the ghost spider.

The ghost spider nodded, and handed two cans of beer to Lindeman and Gion respectively with his hair: "Although such large pirate groups rarely appear on the great route, it is not impossible. Although most pirates A pirate ship is all the wealth, but there are also pirates who have formed a fleet."

He looked at Sakalski: "Lieutenant General, do you think they are ready?"

"No." Sakaski shook his head. He looked at the boiling soup in the hot pot: "These veterans have almost finished their recovery training, but they are still not mentally ready."