Chapter 188: Wild Chef +1 in High Curse
I have to say...
Compared to others, Li Mei's personality is too 'quiet'.
Not to mention the noisy Gojo Satoru, he is even less talkative than Nanami Kento, who is considered introverted among the possible targets.
As for why players labeled him as 'quiet' instead of 'introverted' and other labels with negative connotations.
The players sitting at the dining table, waiting to be fed, stared eagerly at the white-haired curse master wearing an ill-fitting apron.
Li Mei opened the lid and placed the last main dish that had been stewed for a sufficient amount of time in front of the player.
Before succumbing to the overwhelming aroma, the player took a moment to sober up and sigh.
The current identities of the targets that can be conquered include criminals, cops, mafia, students... and now there is also a cook.
Well... the profession covers a wide range.
Chew.
The target of a strategy that cooks for the player is always cold-faced but warm-hearted. Players arbitrarily label people.
...Speaking of which.
The player stared at the sumptuous meal in front of him in a daze.
Is the proportion of meat too high?
Of course, they all taste just as good.
Chew.
It would be better if Li Mei didn't stare at the player while eating.
As long as the player looks up, he can meet the gaze of the white-haired curse master at any time.
It's like you can see four eyes and two mouths on the player's face.
"...Thank you for the treat?" the player said uncertainly. Seeing the other man's brows relax slightly, he seemed encouraged and offered the chef a sincere compliment. "It's delicious!"
A fleeting smile, like melting ice, emerged from that cold face. He quickly lowered his eyelashes in a state of dejection, saying with a hint of regret, "It's a shame, I can't find any higher quality ingredients around here, so I'll have to use beef and mutton instead."
The player mumbled, confused, "It's okay?"
The player only has one thought in mind - ingredients! And they are divided into different grades!
Eh...but it's not surprising. Rumor has it that the leader of Varia only eats steaks that are air-shipped.
I don't know what words could tickle the funny bone of the Curse King from a thousand years ago, but Ryoumen Sukuna suddenly laughed when the player and Rimei were having a friendly conversation.
Based on the players' limited experience with each other, they judged that Ryomen Sukuna was probably bored.
Li Mei seemed to notice the player's inexplicable pause and subconsciously tilted his head, making a listening gesture.
Ryoumen Sukuna used heart sounds to communicate with the players this time, so naturally, no sound could be heard.
"...Try to construct the spell." Rimei calmly ordered the player after retracting her gaze.
Player: Oo let her?
Based on our understanding of the white-haired sorcerer, he would not attack without a purpose.
The player switched back to his personal panel and looked at the [Special Abilities] column, but found no additional text other than Death Flame.
The progress bar of [Spell Training] did move forward by about 1%, if that could be called a change.
Li Mei didn't seem surprised by the result. He nodded slightly and said, "I'll adjust the recipe next time."
Now the player has come to the conclusion with certainty: Li Mei's initial favorability towards the player is not low.
"Well, I think there's no need to improve the taste any further." The player expressed his sincere feelings.
Li Mei calmly denied the player's opinion: "You are too weak."
He ignored the players' mumblings like "I'm not an achievement-seeker" and "Leveling up is boring" and other incomprehensible nonsense.
It was a bit noisy after all.
He frowned slightly, but his voice remained the same: "You don't have the qualifications of a sorcerer, nor are you bound by heaven and curse. You are too weak."
So why do I have to repeat twice that the player is weak?
"Eat it all. It will help you understand the technique." Noticing that the player's eating speed was slowing down, Li Mei continued.
The player thought for a moment: "Is there a cursed item inside?"
Didn't Ye Mo Zhengdao's class mention that spells can bring about beneficial effects?
Li Mei smiled, and the cold expression on his face suddenly revealed a lively look, which gave people a particularly different feeling: "If your body can bear it, I will do it."
Li Mei currently shows concern for the players' abilities, even more than the nominal physical training teacher.
While the players were eating, Li Mei quietly held the book in one hand, turning a page from time to time.
He dipped his hand into the bowl to scoop up some unknown liquid, and drew intricate patterns on the back of his own hand and the player's hand, then overlapped their hands.
The player, whose left hand hadn't affected his eating, mumbled, "What is this?"
"The technique to transfer curses from others." He was always frugal with his words when it came to questions that could be answered briefly.
Li Mei raised her eyes: "How do you feel now?"
The player feels carefully: "I feel someone touching my hand."
"……laugh."
Li Mei looked normal.
That sneer obviously didn't come from here.
The player slowly turned his head and saw the Warlock Killer who had appeared silently leaning against the door. Like a stalking black panther, no one could detect his presence until he made a sound.
He said nothing, but glanced at the player and Li Mei with interest, finally pausing on the 'uninvited guest' who was obviously the other one.
"In my home, using the food I bought, to please my..." He paused in a calm tone, as if thinking for a long time before finally finding the right word, "...employer."
Their current residence is undoubtedly the home of Tian and Tyrant, which is a place known to players where they can find each other except for the racecourse and pachinko parlor.
As for Limei... the player doesn't know how Limei found this place.
When asked, the other party just repeated what he had said before - that you can meet him after leaving the college.
Hmm, so he's a stalker.
"That's really good." The man leaning against the door clapped his hands nonchalantly.
Even as he said this, his aura showed no sign of slowing down, like a predator whose territory had been invaded, gazing dangerously at the unwelcome sorcerer.
Li Mei didn't react in particular. The man smacked his lips in dissatisfaction: "If you use someone else's kitchen, remember to clean it up before you leave."
After giving the unceremonious instructions, the guy, completely unaware of his own size, leaned on the table with one hand, noticing the player's lack of interest in the food. "Are you full?"
As soon as the player nodded, the other party brought all the dishes in front of him without any hesitation.
Li Mei said nothing, turned the open book upside down, walked into the kitchen alone, and soon heard the sound of running water.
A war without gunpowder that could have broken out at any time ended in a very peaceful way.
"Disappointed?" The man, who had no idea what politeness meant, swept away the remaining food, licked his lips wildly, and looked at the player, "If you do it here, don't even think about living in this house anymore."
It’s not that I don’t want to fight, but that I can’t fight.
"I didn't expect Shen'er to be such a good family man." The players gave him a thumbs-up.
"Hmm..." He made a sound similar to a hum of pleasure.
The gazes that no longer flash with sharpness and rarely contain what can be called gentle emotions casually fall on the focus of vision.
Players discovered that the other party's temper seemed to become particularly tolerant after eating.
"Be alert." He gave his reminder without hesitation.
He stretched out his big hand and turned the book on the table in front of Li Mei over. His fingertips tapped on it, leaving a few shallow dents on the fragile pages.
The player's attention was drawn to the action, and he noticed that the book contained content related to spells.
"Be careful that one day the food in your stomach turns into Sukuna's finger." He knew Rimei could hear it, but he didn't care.
"Sukuna can't possibly take on my body?" the player said uncertainly, then leaned over to take a look. "I thought it was a recipe."
"Hmph, someone is looking for other ways?" Shen'er answered the player's previous question.
The player assumes that he is the vessel of Ryomen Sukuna: "So is Sukuna a man or a woman?"
Apparently, Tian Yu Tyrant didn't get the joke and drooped his eyelids, revealing a sleepy look like a big cat that had eaten and drunk its fill.
He had a normal attitude and neither interfered nor stopped the contact between the players and Li Mei.
It was as if his kindness stopped there as he pointed out that the other party's approach was not done with pure intentions.
Persuading others has another price.
"Tsk, who cares if anyone hurts a brat who doesn't care." He clicked his tongue in self-conscious boredom.
Players felt that he had something else in mind.
stare……
He grinned: "Anyway, I took the money, so it's not a loss."
As for the others, it doesn't matter.
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The author has something to say: Shen Er (a clean house, someone to cook, and a sponsor): This is what I want
The player slowly looked around: What Shen Er wants is... Li Mei?
Shinji: ...
Player:?
Shen Er: ...There's no need to save money on renovations. Clearing out the eyesores is more important.
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