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But in this life, both parents are busy, and they spend most of the time at home alone, so naturally they cook by themselves.

I have practiced a good cooking skill, but compared with the dishes in those gourmet shows, the things I make can only be described as "edible".

I don't know when will someone from the gourmet show join the White Mist Space?There should be.

With this in mind, Shirou started preparing supper in the kitchen.

At dinner just now, I didn't expect that Sustin would come over to eat. Originally, I only made a portion for myself and Lala, so I didn't eat much.

Lala should feel the same way about judging others by herself.

……

The next night, in the white mist space.

"Is there a newcomer here? Sign up."

Compared with yesterday, there were two more newcomers in the meeting place.

A potbellied, obese, wearing a black suit, is completely an older youth who doesn't pay attention to body management.

The other person looks like a male high school student on the outside, but his temperament is not like a high school student at all, but more like a battle-tested soldier.

He was wearing a McDonald's employee uniform, as if he had just left work and hadn't had time to change.

With the lessons learned from the slam dunk world Kamihara Shiro, several Shiro did not rush to shake hands.

"Everyone was originally Kotomine Shirou, and they traveled to different worlds after death. So, you should understand, right?" Tianlong Shirou reminded.

Shirou, a high school student, nodded slightly, with regret in his eyes, and sighed:

"Generally understand, the gold finger of clone. But, you guys came a bit too late."

"If you had come earlier, I wouldn't have escaped to Earth and become an ordinary shop assistant."

Tsukimi Shirou chuckled, reaching out to hold his hand.

"It sounds like your original identity is unusual?"

The next moment, he couldn't help but let out a light sigh.

The demon king Shirou traveled to another world ten years ago and became an ordinary demon.

He spent a lot of energy to integrate the scattered demon clan, and was dubbed the demon king.

Two months ago, he was defeated by a joint army composed of demon traitors and human heroes, and was forced to use magic to escape to the earth.

Penniless, with no magic power, and with a loyal subordinate, in order to survive, he can only work in McDonald's.

Living in a rental house, I lived a thrifty and poor life every day.

"I've seen this episode! The Demon King. You should also remember the plot, right? How did you end up in this situation? Isn't there a better way?"

"Oh... there is no other way, I can only do this."

Demon Lord Shirou paused, smiled and said:

"There is no way to do this. With my ability, I can't think of any other good way."

"Haha... don't you regret it?"

"Of course not. It's all because I'm too weak. If I can be stronger, maybe I can find a more perfect way."

"What about now? With stronger power, do you want to go back?"

"Forget it, I want to stay on Earth. Compared to being a demon king in another world, life on Earth is more comfortable. And... I'm already tired."

"Is life on Earth more comfortable?" Tianlong people teased, "Don't you work all the time? There is only a little food every day."

"That was in the past, and it is naturally different now. With magic power and gold, it is not easy to live a better life?"

While a few people were chatting, Slime Shirou approached the new fat Shirou and asked curiously:

"What's your situation? Why don't you introduce yourself?"

The fat man Shirou took a step back involuntarily, frowning tightly, remaining silent all the time.

At this moment, his heart is fighting fiercely.

What these people said doesn't sound like a lie.

But judging from their tone and expression, they should be closer to Kotomine Shirou's mental state, completely different from his own.

As for myself, I have done too many evil things these years, and the thing I am planning recently will be disgusted by normal people.

Although I was not a hot-blooded and righteous person when I was young, compared with now, the mentality gap is really too big.

Just like, Maqili Zorgen 500 years ago, when he met Lord Chong 500 years later, he must have fought immediately, right?

Listening to their conversations, as long as there is physical contact, memories and abilities seem to be shared.

Ability to share, that's great, wish for it.

But memory sharing, this is really a pit.

Once the memory is shared, maybe they will turn against themselves immediately.

Finding that Fat Shirou was silent all the time, Slime Shirou walked around him and asked in surprise:

"What's the matter? Do you want to shake hands? We can share abilities."

Chapter 52 The most dangerous moment is finally over

Chapter 52 Chapter 52 The most dangerous moment is finally over

"Do not."

Fatty Shirou took a step back, with his usual smirk on his face:

"I have some reasons why I can't share my ability with you."

"Are you the same?" Slime Shilang looked at him speechlessly, and complained, "Why is one or both of them like this? Shenyuan is for the basketball dream, and what are you for?"

"I'm...for my dream too. I'm for...the chef's dream."

Fat Shiro smirked a few times, and couldn't help thinking about the past of the past 13 years in his mind.

Thirteen years ago, I traveled to a modern urban world, but my status was too low and my family conditions were too poor.

The original body was a 15-year-old boy who was raised by a drinking girl. He lived on the lowest line of food and clothing.

Forced to do so, he could only use hints and hypnotic magic to make some money.

Of course, at that time, he still abided by the bottom line.

Thinking that he was borrowing money, he deliberately wrote down each name in the notebook and returned it later.

With more than ten years of cooking experience, he opened a restaurant, because the only thing he is best at and most sure about is cooking.

After opening, the business is booming, with rave reviews.

The wallet thickens, the new home moves in, and life just keeps getting better.

If it ends here, it will be an inspirational story.

However, things are not always as you wish.

Three months after opening, he heard the name of Totsuki Academy by chance.

As a person with more than ten years of cooking experience, he thought he should be able to pass the entrance test.

After Yuanyue's gilding, with Yuanyue's graduation certificate, the restaurant will be even more popular.

But in the entrance examination, he met a woman named Nakiri Mana, whose cooking was criticized as useless.

Enrollment, which was originally guaranteed, has directly become impossible.

At that time, he still maintained a relatively good attitude, thinking that this is not a big deal.

Without Yuanyue, at best, the reputation of the restaurant would improve more slowly.

Half a year after opening, he met that woman Nakiri Mana again.

Regarding his cooking, Nagiri Nakiri once again belittled it as useless, almost saying "you are not worthy of being a chef".

As a well-known person, her words were instantly published in magazines, newspapers, and TV, and spread more and more widely.

As a result, the restaurant, which has been in operation for half a year, suddenly became deserted and no one cared about it.

As a result, all the money I had earned was lost, and I owed a pile of debts.

And the poor woman who brought up the original body also suffered a great blow, she couldn't get sick, and she let go not long after.

Although he has no relationship with her, although he doesn't like her nagging, although he thinks that he and her are just roommates living together, even though he hasn't called her mother once since time travel.

But seeing how she was still smiling and comforting himself even though she was lying on the hospital bed, almost running out of fuel, Shirou always felt that something was broken in his heart.

From that day on, Shirou added that woman's surname—Sakurai—in front of his own name.

From that day on, his bottom line became lower and lower, and he began to use hints and hypnotic magic to make money. He was involved in all walks of life, and he did what he did to make money in any industry, but he never got involved in the catering industry.

In that kind of non-magic gourmet show, people who know magic can do whatever they want.

In just 13 years, he built a business empire.

Naturally, this is a dark empire built on endless bones, and countless lives are buried underneath.

Recently, he felt that he had grasped the forcible acquisition of Yuanyue, and it was in progress.

The target is not only Totsuki, but also Nakiri Managi and her daughter Nakiri Erina.

Thinking of Nagiri Nagi again, Sakurai Shiro couldn't help but frowned, thinking:

I thought I didn't care about the past for a long time, and the reason why I wanted to attack them was just out of interest, but why did I feel such a strong sense of disgust in my heart when I thought of the past again?

The above thoughts flashed in Sakurai's mind.

In the eyes of Slime Shilang, he was still smiling brightly one second, but the next second he was sullen, as if he had lost the whole world, and asked in surprise:

"What's wrong with you? Is this some kind of face-changing game?"

"It's nothing." Sakurai Shirou once again had a smirk on his face, "Thinking that my dream is getting farther and farther away, I feel a little sad for a while."

"Well, don't be discouraged, you are still young, with our help, you will definitely be able to realize your dreams."

Slime Shilang paused, and said again:

"You said just now that you dreamed of being a chef. So, you have traveled to a certain gourmet world?"

"Well, I'm in a world called the Spirit of the Halberd Eater."

"Oh... So, you joined Totsuki Academy? Judging by your body shape, it doesn't look like you."

"What's wrong with my body shape?" Sakurai Shiro couldn't help raising his volume a little as if he had been poked in a sore spot.

"How can there be such a fat chef? You don't look like a chef, but more like a food connoisseur." Slime Shilang danced around him a few times.

Sakurai Shiro was silent for a few seconds, then nodded slightly:

"You are right, I am indeed a food connoisseur, but this is only a part-time job. My job is still a chef."

Of course, this statement is both true and false.

He does have part-time food connoisseurs, but almost all of them are critical and vicious, and their hobbies are to suppress new chefs and go to new restaurants to make trouble.

As for the chef, he gave up his cooking skills 13 years ago and no longer cooks by himself.

"It's a pity." Tsukimi Shirou looked regretful, "Evidently a professional chef came in, but he was unwilling to share his abilities. Otherwise, let Lala know what real cooking is."

"Chef..."

Tianlong Shilang rested his chin with his hand and said in a deep voice:

"As a basketball player, I can still understand that after sharing our strength, it is impossible to run to play basketball."

"But chef, this doesn't seem to conflict with sharing strength, does it?"

"It's better to say that with the power shared by all of us, the five senses will be raised to a very strong level, far surpassing the God's Tongue, God's Nose, Ears and other things in the gourmet show."

"Even if you were just an ordinary person, you can become a culinary genius in an instant."

Sakurai Shiro couldn't help but fell into silence. At this moment, he always felt that whatever he said would arouse suspicion.

But thinking of the risk of sharing memories, he immediately calmed down, sighed lightly, and said helplessly:

"No way, this is also to reduce the risk. The culinary skills are advancing by leaps and bounds, and they will definitely be exposed."