To be honest, when choosing the location and decoration of the office, Omo considered that there was a high probability that he would need to move his main position here from his home.

But when he thought about this step, he also considered it from the perspective of "last resort".

What does it mean to be forced?

If you have no choice, it is... the worst choice.

Because it is the worst choice, the preparation for this choice is also very poor.

The decoration is barely adequate, the architectural structure is unsatisfactory, and the appearance is not that luxurious and spacious. Although it is comprehensive enough and the relevant facilities for food, clothing, housing and transportation have been taken into consideration, it is nothing more.

It was just a temporary consideration rather than a real home construction.

So——

"Hey, is the food ready yet?" - Sunday Quiet standing at the door.

"...'Friend', the trainer is already working hard." - Manchester City Teahouse who helps in the kitchen

"Is this the attitude you should have when you eat and drink for free?!" - Omer Linton, who rarely lives in Bengbu in front of Sunday tranquility.

"Trainer~? Ouch! Hurry up~! Hurry up! Isn't the meal served yet?" - Eri Tatsuko protracted her words and looked weak.

"...she hit a car."

"You might as well just say she was in a car accident." Omer felt that her tact could only be described as tragic.

The shovel in Omer's hand also paused.

"If you really want to save time, you should just order takeout, or go out to eat."

"...Who is that trainer?"

"Why are you back again? Shintiao asked too many questions?"

——They really think that hell creatures are very suitable to be chefs, especially after the latter have become more and more exposed to the recipes of foreign races, and they have almost stopped eating raw materials and drinking blood.

"Inconvenient?" The devil turned back in surprise, the flames in his eyes swaying slightly, and the mouth full of sharp teeth opened slightly, faintly showing the silvery white fire in the mouth.

Hearing this, Zhou Jingjing glanced at the pot subtly: "...It sounds like this meal will be very unpleasant."

After all, the kitchen is really not big enough, and it was not considered that it would need to support a meal for seven people.

At this time, maybe I should be grateful that Shinjo's appetite is indeed average, but Omo still has a sense of crisis, "If this continues, I'm going to die!"

"Why should I stay?"

But Omer's attitude towards her would be slightly better. After all, the other party was rushing to pay for the ingredients for this meal.

And the cafeteria where people help with cutting vegetables, scraping skins, and passing things around also promotes the fine qualities of seance students.

"Not really, I just want to tell you that it is inconvenient for Sirius to come over, and we will have to go find her later."

The reason why this small kitchen seems crowded is partly due to this devil.

Then, Representative Qianming was greeted with a surprised look as he took a closer look at it during the second meeting.

After hearing this question, Sunday Jingjing gave him a subtle look, which was rare without ridicule or arrogance, but gave him a solid suggestion:

A certain horse girl who chases motorcycles with her legs after leaving the city is not far behind in the amount of exercise. It cannot be judged by the amount of food that the horse girl on standby eats.

This answer made the kitchen very silent, even the things floating in the air stopped, and the quiet eyes of the teahouse and Sunday were very sisterly.

Even if the chef is not late, and even if there are no big surprises in the cooking process, the large number of dishes required for this meal is enough to delay the preparation of lunch.

That’s two average big stomachs + three big stomach plus ones, and then there’s Omer himself and Shinjou…

But Representative Qianming's silence was not because of the other party's honor, but because he was thinking about how to express it tactfully, especially since there were children present.

But if it hadn't been like this, it might not have been so smooth until now.

"It's not like I favor one dish over another. If I'm not sure about the dish, I'll improve it myself." Omer shook his head.

"I just told you to be honest and let me help. I think this kind of situation should be rare here? Right, little Bourbon." - Representative Qianming who was not allowed to help.

He was completely unafraid of the demonic figure that could stop a child from crying at night, and even commanded a few 'friends' to assist him.

"Judgment - the kitchen area is insufficient, I suggest Qianming-senpai follow the Master's instructions." - Miura Bourbon poked his head at the door and then retracted it.

"Hello, my name is Representative Qianming, and I am Mr. Linton's associate..." "Okay, okay, everyone, go back and sit down. This place is not spacious to begin with! Everyone except the teahouse and Sunday Quiet, please go out!"

Therefore, it is really remarkable that the Manchester City Teahouse can live in harmony with this appearance.jpg

On Sunday, Ning Jing felt quite uncomfortable seeing him like this, and would find reasons to stay away if nothing happened.

But she said plausibly: "To talk about a car accident makes it seem like she was seriously injured, which is inappropriate."

On Sunday, as soon as Ning Jing took a few steps back while holding the bowl, someone took her place and stood between Omo and the cafe. It was a representative of Qian Ming who was trying to make a living.

"Why are you all here in the kitchen? Did Little Snake make any new dishes? Eh? Who are you?" - He just walked downstairs and walked to the door, looking at Akane Shinjo, the representative of Qianming, in surprise.

Several ingredients and tools are flying in the air, which can be described as the quietest poltergeist phenomenon.

"No," Omer flatly refused, "I've been taking time to read about nutrition these days, and I need to verify my learning results."

The tall devil, who was more than two and a half meters tall, was turning over and over with a spatula. He was wearing scales and even skipped an apron. He was not afraid of the occasional flames. He was very consistent with the promotional video for the culinary department of Yuan Neng University.

——

——The above chaos is proof that the functionality of the office kitchen exceeds its burden.

Now that eight dishes have been served, I can't help but worry and ask: "How can the spirit body eat?"

"The most annoying person is responsible for serving food and bowls!"

The latter obviously lacked self-consciousness. The white spots in his eyes glanced at Zhou Jingjing, who had a somewhat 'strange' look, and then took care of the metal pot in front of him again: "But if it is not convenient for you to come over, the injury is not minor, right?"

This look was somewhat familiar, causing Zhou Jingjing, who re-entered the kitchen, to look askance at the demon.

"It's really reassuring to hear this. Zofia must let you go and talk to Miss Furong."

Among these seven people there are five horse ladies,

Two of them, namely Bourbon and Tea House, will still do basic training in the morning, and this also means that their appetite will be much greater.

He's asking about Sunday quiet.

Although what I'm thinking is, 'Since you are all ghosts, does the cooking process count you as full?', but if I say it out loud, both the pot and the dishes will probably be in trouble.

My hands were sore from shaking the spoon, as if I had beaten Ji Canghai all night.

"That's not true. It's just that there was a pretty famous trainer on the other side of the car accident." Qianming took out his phone and looked at it. "Now she is surrounded by reporters. I guess she can see the first-hand news on TV after dinner."

."

There is no one with poor hearing in this kitchen, including the demon chef - he really knows how to become a demon for the sake of this high-end kitchen.

"James Stewart, I have heard of him. Do you know him?"

"oh…"

Omer's expression was complicated.

"The one who calls: I'm maybe in the trainer chat room."

Thanks to the narrator of a certain comic for the tip!
Chapter completed!