Facing the oden that he handed over, the girl in the white skirt was at a loss for a moment.
In her education, she did not accept food from other people on the side of the road.
First, she hardly ever shows up to talk to people on the side of the road.
Secondly, people who have no conversation will "give" her the food they have eaten, even if it is a skewer like Kanto cooking.
But facing that calm face, she stretched out her hand unconsciously and took it.
Seeing her standing there with the box in her hands, Luke took out the next piece of food and motioned to the empty chair beside him: "You can sit down."
Girl: "Huh?"
Luke sighed: This face is simply poisonous.
Is this girl in front of her too much? It's not too much.
In the afternoon, a little girl patronized him and bumped her head against a lamppost.
That duang sound, heard a few meters away...it was a good start.
He opened the folded plastic sheet under his buttocks and extended it to the side, and he didn't care about this young lady anymore.
Kindness has a price.
With the kindness of the young lady towards him, a portion of oden is enough, and a piece of plastic sheeting is considered a gift.
The eldest lady hesitated for two seconds and sat down immediately.
If you don't sit on the plastic sheet, it will get wet! she told herself so.
Then, while sneaking a glance at Luke, he subconsciously picked up the oden in the box, and ate it in small bites.
Luke took out a fried dumpling, took a bite, and felt that the taste was not bad.
He has eaten a lot of dumplings in his previous life, at home, restaurants, fried dumpling shops, quick-frozen, and semi-manual.
The one in front of me cannot be said to be unpalatable, but it lacks red oil.
For Sichuanese, dumplings without red oil have no soul.
Noticing the sight from the side, he immediately felt that he could return more to the kind people.
So, he handed over the fried dumplings: "Like this? Eat it."
The girl caught it in a daze.
Seeing that she didn't move, Luke seemed to understand something. He took out a pair of packaged chopsticks from the bag and stuffed them in her hands.
After dealing with the food he didn't like, he took out another bowl of tonkotsu ramen—don't ask how the ramen was kept in the bag without spilling the soup.
After taking a bite, this noodle tastes light with a bit of umami, much better than fried dumplings.
He tasted it with satisfaction.
This noodle is close to some braised noodles with a light taste in China, which is probably how it feels to Luke.
Because he also likes red oil when eating noodles, and the hot and sour noodles made by his mother in the previous life are even more delicious.
Compared with the hot and sour noodles, there are not many noodles in this clear soup that can be considered heavy.
At this time, he became aware of the sight around him again.
Turning his head to look, he nodded solemnly: "Sorry, it's unhygienic to share the ramen."
The girl in the white dress: ...
After he finished speaking, he enjoyed the food again, thinking about it in his mind: Although the owner of the stall is bald, his craftsmanship is really top-notch, do you want to learn it
Just the tempura that is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, eel rice, and tonkotsu ramen are enough to tempt him!
Wait, cooking skills shouldn't have the setting of "being bald makes you stronger", right? He suddenly couldn't make up his mind.
The main reason is that the stall owner is not yet forty years old, and his head is so shiny that even the roots are gone.
Under the light of the stall, the head of the stall owner was like a reflected light source.
Not even the blue hair roots were left, which meant that the bald head was not shaved, but the effect of natural hair loss.
This is still fresh in Luke's memory.
After hesitating for a moment between hair and food, he decided to see the situation.
During the half-hour tasting tour, Luke had very little communication with the girl in the white skirt beside him, but the girl's situation at the moment was a little delicate.
Looking at the food left in four or five boxes, she frowned.
The food that Luke got was basically left untouched, of course it was enough to taste the bad ones.
This resulted in her having more food than she could eat for three days.
But while eating while peeking, she unknowingly ate a small half of them.
Now the bag that seems to be able to take out food endlessly is almost empty, and the girl realizes that she is... so full.
The feeling of extreme fullness in her stomach was almost never experienced by her.
In my impression, when I was a child, I went out to buy several hamburgers without telling her father, and hid in this small park and ate more than half of them by myself.
After she was brought home for stealing food that time, her father gave her a severe reprimand, and she never did such a thing again.
Even now that she is grown up, she can buy food by herself at any time, and her father no longer cares about her, but not eating outside food has become a "rule" in her life.
She rubbed her belly, her eyes clouded.
At this time, Luke had just picked up a small octopus ball, and suddenly his hand paused slightly.
But he still forked a small ball with a chopstick, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed slowly.
Around, more than a dozen black suits appeared rustlingly.
Only a red-haired girl who was less than 1.6 meters tall came to the chair first, and bowed slightly to the girl in the white skirt: "My lord, it's time for you to go home."
As she spoke, she glanced at Luke who was still sitting upright, with only his mouth still chewing, but didn't say anything to him.
Luke lowered his eyes slightly, just staring at the little balls in the box, but also did not look at her.
The girl in the white dress regained her composure when the red-haired girl walked in front of her, and slowly put down the food box in her hand: "Let's go."
After walking seven or eight meters, she turned her head to look at Luke, and said in a low voice, "He's just a passerby, don't target him."
The red-haired girl also looked back at Luke: "Sorry, my lord, I can't control what father wants to do, and neither can you."
The girl in the white skirt stopped suddenly, her face was cloudy and uncertain.
The red-haired girl sighed: "If there is nothing wrong with him, I will try my best to keep him safe, and I will only ask for half a day at most."
Then…
"oops."
"ah."
"Come on, grab it~ah~"
"Ahhh~"
Startled, the two women turned their heads abruptly, and saw all four in black suits kneeling in front of the bench, screaming in pain.
"This..." the girl in the white skirt was stunned.
Time goes back to a moment ago.
As the two girls walked away, four people in black suits surrounded them.
Two of them pressed their hands to Luke's shoulder without saying a word.
At this moment, Luke just poked a small ball with his chopsticks again, stuffed it into his mouth, and took a look at the information in the good and evil panel of the system by the way.
The girl in the white dress is yellow and neutral, the red-haired girl is red and evil, the rest of the black suits are the least light red and evil, and the basic red is evil, and the two most exaggerated red are black.
These two villains were the last two of the four who approached him.
Once you see this situation, the matter is very simple.
Facing the two hands pressing on his left and right shoulders, Luke just squeezed the chopsticks in his hand, and stirred the two hands so that they shifted and stuck close to each other.
Primary penetration launch!
Pooh! The chopsticks that had just been inserted through the small balls pierced through the two palms and connected them together.
(Part 3 is in the code)