Zongman: Six flowers are second, I really transformed into a king of armor

Chapter 63

"The Last Supper".

It is not easy to find the trace of Shokuhou Misaki. Her ability can be called a bug. She can completely erase the memory of everyone who has seen her.

However, she can erase the memory of people, but not machines!

Relying on this, Su Lin used acceleration to check the cameras of streets and shops in all directions, and quickly locked onto the track of Shokuhou Misaki. After going out in the afternoon, he first went to a dessert shop in a nearby luxury commercial street for a big meal, and then found a spa shop and had a top-grade spa.

In the evening, he found another restaurant to eat a lot!

Judging from the situation, at this point, the 100,000 yuan should be almost spent. After all, food Shokuhou Misaki always went to high-end stores.

After finishing dinner, she sat in the restaurant for a while, and no one knew what she was thinking about. After paying the bill, Su Lin saw through the camera that she really had less than 1,000 yuan left in her hand.

With the money, Shokuhou Misaki still did not go to buy clothes. Instead, she walked around the building in the center of Kanagawa, again and again.

For her, this continuous walking was indeed very strange. Su Lin couldn't see what she was doing.

However, in one of the cameras, Shokuhou Misaki's trajectory was finally locked. She bypassed the building and was leading to a night market path where it was late at night and the crowd was gradually dispersing.

"I'm hungry, so I went to that place to buy some snacks for less than 1,000 yuan?"

Su Lin narrowed his eyes and disappeared suddenly.

Bang!

"anyone there?"

"Hello! Is anyone there?"

The door of the monitoring room was pushed open, and the security guard who heard the noise outside took a flashlight and shone it around in confusion. No one was there.

""Strange, what was that sound just now?"

The security guard muttered in confusion, and without thinking too much, he turned and left.

As night fell, the night market street gradually became quiet.

Shokuhou Misaki wiped the sweat from her forehead, looked around depressedly, and muttered,"Really? It's our last dinner, but I can't find any cheap stalls at all."

"If I had known, I would have asked Tiandao for more money when I came out."

Shokuhou Misaki spread out her white-gloved palm, and in her palm, 700 yen was quietly spread out. In the vicinity, this money was only enough to buy some street vendors.

But the problem was that it seemed that all the street vendors in the place she came to were closed!

"Do I have to leave with an empty stomach?"

""I'm so unwilling to accept this,"

Shokuhou Misaki murmured, and took two steps forward. Suddenly, she saw a small stall with lights on in front of her. On the stall, a sign for oden was particularly eye-catching!

What excited Shokuhou Misaki the most was that under the oden sign, there was a small sign hanging!

【This stall also sells taro paste sweet rice soup! 】

When she saw the taro paste sweet rice soup, Shokuhou Misaki remembered the meal she had at Sulin's house this afternoon.

Although she had never eaten this kind of sweet food, it was undeniable that this kind of sweet food, which she had never eaten before, was simply too delicious!

"Before leaving this world, I can still eat a decent dessert, what a blessing... I just don't know how the cooking skills of this stall owner compare to that of Tendou-kun."

Shokuhou Misaki shook the money in her hand and quickened her pace, taking 1/3 steps per second and arriving in front of the stall in about 5 minutes.

""Boss, give me one serving of taro sweet rice soup. No, I want two servings. And for the rest, you can add whatever oden you want. I only have 700 yuan."

Shokuhou Misaki slapped the banknotes on the stall and said,

""Okay?"

The stall owner, who lowered his head and wore a cap, and whose face could not be seen clearly, said in a very old voice.

""Eh?"

Shokuhou Misaki couldn't help but take another look at the stall owner and found that he was leaning back. Was he an old man?

I didn't feel that way when I saw him before.

"Two bowls of taro sweet rice soup, and then, there are these."

The stall owner filled two large bowls of taro sweet rice soup and a whole bowl of oden, put them on a plate and handed it to Shokuhou Misaki. Shokuhou Misaki took it and said in surprise,"There are so many? Grandpa, won't you lose money if you sell it like this?""

"It's time to close the stall. Little girl, you are probably the last customer. What I can't sell today will be thrown away anyway, so I might as well give it to you. The stall owner said in an old voice:"

"Hee, I see. Then I won't have any pressure eating it. Three grams of oil~"

Shokuhou Misaki made an OK sign and drank a mouthful of the taro sweet rice soup first.

"Grandpa, this bowl of sweet soup…"

"It's a family craft, and people over there have always done it this way."

The stall owner bent over, as if he was packing up. Shokuhou Misaki put away her surprise and guessed that maybe Su Lin and this old man were from the same place.

She had subconsciously wanted to pry into the stall owner's mind, but then she changed her mind and thought, why should I be so concerned when I'm dying?

There's no need.

So she continued to enjoy the sweet soup.

She was a person who particularly liked sweets, but because of her physique, she was prone to gaining weight, and she particularly hated exercise. Normally, she had to control her diet desperately.

Today, she let go.

After finishing two bowls of sweet soup quickly, she said excitedly,"Grandpa, have another bowl. You'll throw away the rest anyway, right?"

""Okay~" the stall owner agreed as he bent down to pack up his things.

Shokuhou Misaki smiled and started eating the oden again, devouring it with relish.

"Girl, it's so late, why are you wandering around this small night market alone, and eating so much, aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

The stall owner asked as he refilled the soup.

Shokuhou Misaki said nonchalantly,"Because I'm the only one here, after I've indulged myself today, I'll…………"

After a pause, Shokuhou Misaki remembered that the other person was an old man, so she decided not to scare him with words like"hell or high water".

After a slight cough, Shokuhou Misaki lowered her head and continued to eat her oden.

"Only one person? How could this be? There must be many people in this world who care about you, right? Girl, you are exaggerating." said the stall owner.

Shokuhou Misaki smiled and said,"Because I am an ominous person. Sooner or later, I will bring disaster to this world. No matter who is with me, they will not have a good ending."

"Is that so? I don't agree." said the stall owner.

Shokuhou Misaki turned her head and saw that the other party had already ordered a bowl of taro sweet rice soup and was ordering a second bowl.

She quickly said,"One bowl is enough!"

"The girl must have sneaked out by herself, right?"

The stall owner seemed not to have heard her and asked.

Shokuhou Misaki thought about what Su Lin said this afternoon, and a warm feeling passed through her heart. She smiled and said,"People should know themselves. Even if others don't say it, they should know it in their hearts."

"Have you ever thought about the possibility that the other person will be very anxious and worried because of your secret escape, and will be desperate to find you?" the stall owner asked.

"No!"

Shokuhou Misaki said with great determination, but she became a little uncertain. Although she had just met Su Lin today

, it seemed like she had experienced a lot with Su Lin in just one day, and she also recognized that the guy seemed to be a very responsible guy who kept his word.……

"I don't know."

Shokuhou Misaki was a little irritated. She had already finished her oden. She stood up, took a bowl of taro sweet rice soup and gulped it down. After today, she was going to commit suicide anyway.

No matter what, she would eat as much as she could.

"But I think so." said the stall owner, who was bending over.

Shokuhou Misaki said with a smile:"Grandpa, these are all my business. Although I know you are old and have experienced a lot, I really don't need a life mentor now. I know what I am doing now."

She said this, but in her heart she was thinking: Stupid human, do you know?

If I stay here for one more day, this world is likely to have another disaster.

"You don't know."

The hunched-back stall owner suddenly seemed to have become a nagging person.

Shokuhou Misaki frowned in anger.

Then he saw the hunched-back stall owner slowly turn around, take off his straw hat, and straighten up. The face he revealed was clean, handsome, and familiar.

"Heaven's Way!"

Shokuhou Misaki, who was still drinking sweet soup in her hand, was shocked and choked. She immediately coughed violently, clutching her chest.