was responded to…

But considering his 17 points of favorability, it was normal for him to respond and say hello - even the last time she trespassed on the rooftop, she wasn't beaten.

This high 17 favorability is all accumulated by the players' hard work and fighting against the gangsters.

She opened the status bar and took a look. Sure enough, the [Loss of Appetite] that she had put on after her channeling yesterday had disappeared.

If you get close to Hibari, it will return to normal...

Could it be that the resentful spirits that flourish together are also afraid of the disciplinary committee?

It's like a mountain god...who will beat every citizen who violates the rules equally.

*

Hoshi Sakurai turned off the system prompt for [Exercise 1], calmed his breathing, and after making sure there was nothing wrong with him, walked to the agreed upon location.

A suspicious man wearing a black windbreaker and a black top hat is standing under the hidden eaves.

Hearing the noise, Aaron turned his head and looked at her with sharp eyes under his sunglasses: "Are you ready?"

Sakurai Hoshi nodded deeply: "Yes, master, we are fully prepared."

"Then, let's go in." Aaron opened the door with one hand, glanced around alertly, and raised his chin to signal her to come in.

After she entered the store first, Aaron followed her in.

The clerk was startled by the strong man in black who suddenly appeared.

"Who?!" The chefs behind the cooking table subconsciously raised their kitchen knives, looking horrified.

The calmest one is Takeshi Yamamoto.

"Huh? Isn't this Mr. Aaron and Xing?"

The young man seemed not to notice, and his hand when chopping vegetables didn't even shake. He smiled and said hello very naturally. "Why do you have time to come here today?"

"It's Aaron."

The owner, Yamamoto, just wiped his hands and walked out of the cooking area with a solemn expression: "What's the matter?"

When his name was read, the man in black looked around with a fierce look, placed the metal box he was carrying on the table, and opened it.

He skillfully turned the box around and faced everyone.

I saw that there was a piece of paper in the metal box that exuded an evil aura.

"This is your resume, please take a look."

Aaron picked up the paper with both hands with a stern look and handed it to the shop owner, Uncle Yamamoto. Then he nodded to Sakurai Hoshi standing aside: "Let's get started, Hoshi."

"Yes, master!"

Sakurai Hoshi took a deep breath, stepped forward, and said with a loud voice: "Brothers, listen up! Due to fate and my improvement in cooking skills, I came here to apply for the position of 'Sushi Apprentice'! My surname is Sakurai, my name is

Xing, he is a disciple of the Immortal Dragon! He is a late learner and is shamelessly recommending himself!"

………………quiet.

In the sushi restaurant, everyone who was busy preparing food opened their eyes wide and looked at her blankly.

Aaron, the master who taught her cooking and housework for a week, suddenly showed a satisfied smile on his face, making his face even more ferocious.

"That's it. Xing is my disciple, and I'm very optimistic about her." He spoke in a fierce rolling voice, half lowered his eyes, put a hand on Uncle Yamamoto's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Although she is a newcomer...

She did a good job. Brother Yamamoto, how about just seeing her ability?"

"Pfft hahahaha——" Takeshi Yamamoto was the first to break the skill, almost laughing with tears in his eyes: "What did Mr. Aaron teach you...! This self-introduction is so interesting!"

"Housekeeping, of course."

That's right, in order to reach 100 points of consideration and apply for [Sushi Apprentice], she knocked on her neighbor's door.

After she showed off her cooking (special) skills for the first time, Mr. Aaron was so amazed that he accepted her as his disciple on the same day. From then on, for a whole week, she continued to improve her thoughtfulness and cooking under the guidance of her full-time househusband.

Today's players are no longer the runaway trains they used to be!

The shop owner pondered for a moment: "...I understand. After all, I am Mr. Aaron's disciple. Then, Xing, why don't you make a dish and have a look."

"yes!"

Sakurai Hoshi rolled up his hair and sleeves, put on his apron, and walked to the cooking area seriously.

…………

"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh --!!"

In the Japanese-style sushi restaurant, there was the sound of sharp metal cutting.

The girl standing in front of the cooking table held two gleaming kitchen knives in her hands, waving them wildly and savagely, smashing the ingredients into thousands of pieces.

Behind her, there seemed to be strong black resentment condensed, and her eyes were even more deadly, emitting a terrifying red light.

This is——the evolved runaway train, [Hell Train], yes——!!

Everyone took three steps back and looked at the girl in awe from five meters away, trembling with fear.

"Ghost! A violent train full of evil ghosts is coming!!"

"What a terrifying sword technique this is..."

Aaron and Yamamoto were probably the only two people present who could be called calm.

Even so, Yamamoto still had mixed emotions when he spoke: "Long, Aaron... why do you want to accept Xing as a disciple?"

"...The moment I saw this child's sword skills, I decided to accept her. After all..."

The man in black lowered his hat, and could not clearly see his expression. All he could hear was the oppressive voice of vicissitudes of life.

"Xing's sword skills are exactly the same as my wife's."

After the process of chopping vegetables was over, the girl with black hair like a devil stopped wielding the knife vigorously, then picked up the bowl with the minced meat, and seemed to be about to start kneading the meatballs.

This should be safe...

As soon as the clerks breathed a sigh of relief, they heard a terrible sound, like a beating on flesh.

"Puff——"

The fist smashed into the meat, making a scalp-numbing sound.

Hoshi Sakurai looked down at the cooking bowl with a cold expression, raised his arm high, made a fist, and smashed it down hard.

"Puff——"

"[Death of Deliciousness] The way of cooking - beat the ingredients until they become delicious!!"

The evil ghost said this, waving his terrifying hands, beating the stuffing, and finally rolling out spiral pills!

…………

…

"Please use."

When it was all over, she smiled and placed the plate gently on the table.

"After 50 cuts, a frying pan, and 50 punches, I finally finished it - the hell set meal."

Sakurai Hoshi humbly handed the chopsticks to the shopkeeper, openly offering bribes: "Please make it easier for me."

"This...this is...!"

The surface of the meatballs is covered with slightly shiny oil, shining golden in the sunlight; the sushi is neatly arranged, with red fish wrapped in black seaweed...

Whether it's cheap skewers of grilled birds or expensive sushi, they all exude a strong, evil and extremely tempting atmosphere.

If you eat this, you will definitely be able to keep eating, as if your gluttonous desire has been awakened...

It is completely different from the legendary golden cuisine that makes people see heaven... This is a terrifying, fearful and greedy cuisine——

"Hell's cuisine...?"

…………

…

"...Finally, dad said this."

Yamamoto Takeshi put down the hand covering his mouth imitating his father's meditation, and said cheerfully.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally? Did Yamamoto's father just agree?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi was so surprised that he doubted his life: "Do they just accept hell's cuisine so naturally?"

With a "thud" sound, Sakurai Hoshi rolled his homework book into a stick and tapped his head lightly: "Don't question my cooking, Tsuna."

Uncle Yamamoto gave her an hourly wage of 1,600 yen, which allowed her to save enough money to buy [Ten consecutive lottery tickets].

"Ah, Xing." The brown-haired boy covered his head.

Even though he was knocked down, he looked a little happy.

Zetian touched the place where he had been knocked, his ears turned red, and he smiled sheepishly: "Sorry... I'm just a little surprised."
To be continued...