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However, although the culinary world is very active, there aren't many strong players.

"What culinary skills?"

Erina asked curiously, "Isn't this the everyday world?"

"It's nothing, it won't affect you. Didn't you say there was a banquet?" Qin Zhou shook his head.

Seeing that Qin Zhou didn't say much, Erina didn't ask any questions either, and led Qin Zhou to the banquet hall.

At first glance, there weren't too many people.

Aside from the Nakiri family members, there were also some former graduates, all of whom were staring at Qin Zhou.

"Young friend Qin Zhou, thank you for resolving the God Tongue curse on Managi and Erina."

Senzaemon Nakiri bowed deeply to Qin Zhou to express his sincere gratitude.

Seeing his daughter eat like a normal person makes him so happy, even at his age, that he could do thousands of push-ups and pull-ups...

"It's nothing. The God's Tongue isn't really a curse; it's just an imperfect super-taste," Qin Zhou waved his hand and said casually.

"Thank you," Nakiri Managi said gratefully.

Unlike in the comics, without the influence of God Tongue, the arms don't have that bony, muscular look.

But... that look... it's like she's looking at her son-in-law.

Qin Zhou scratched his head. Was it just his imagination?

“We’re all friends, so I’ll definitely help if I can,” Qin Zhou said.

Since we're already here, we certainly didn't come empty-handed. We brought some gifts, which, while not super precious, are enough to surpass any ingredient in the world in terms of taste.

"Here we come," Qin Zhou nodded, and a chorus of groans rose and fell, as if everyone was on drugs. This world is truly amazing.

When Erina ate at his place, she never had this reaction; that's the difference in the world.

Erina lay face down on the table, her exposed ears looking as if they were stained with blood.

I just can't get used to this kind of thing.

Seeing it from a third-person perspective would be so embarrassing it'd make you want to pick your toes; it's practically a public execution.

She didn't understand why eating was normal in Qin Zhou's world, but when she returned to her own world, she would revert to her original form.

"Erina, what's wrong?"

Dojima Gin scratched his head, looking like he was in agony. Was he going through puberty?

Being young is wonderful.

"Haha, it's nothing, it's just that our behavior while enjoying the food was too embarrassing." Senzaemon smiled helplessly.

Her eyes were glazed over, her cheeks flushed, and she groaned softly…

They knew they were eating, but they didn't know they were doing horny stuff and taking drugs.

Thankfully, we didn't use ingredients from Qin Zhou's world; otherwise, the Nakiri family's transmission pulse would have been even more embarrassing.

"Hiss, I think I understand now." Seiichiro covered his face, his voice desolate.

Memories of the past surfaced, and images flashed through my mind.

"It's become so commonplace that no one noticed anything strange. Now that it's been pointed out, do we have a time machine?"

Seiichiro wanted to go back and stop himself from making that expression.

"No, this is due to force majeure."

Dojima Gin realized it too, and his lips twitched involuntarily; he couldn't bear to look at that posture anymore.

It's so damn astringent, this isn't a proper taste.

"Men are alright, but women behave even more exaggeratedly after eating delicious food," Qin Zhou said seriously.

Erina was extremely embarrassed.

Master, please stop reciting.

"Would you like to try this?"

"Stinky tofu, mayonnaise, and squid tentacles?"

Seiichiro brought out his signature dish, and an explosive stench immediately filled the hall.

Qin Zhou gave a thumbs up. Although it couldn't compare to the "Judgment" of Lei Movie, it was still quite heavy-handed.

How did they come up with the idea of ​​combining these ingredients?

“Seiichiro, the door is over there. Please take your squid tentacles and go out.” Nakiri Managi’s face was ashen.

As someone from the same era as Seiichiro, and knowing each other, she was unaware of the dangers of society at that time and had tasted squid tentacles.

God's Tongue's keen sense of taste allowed her to perceive things more directly than others, almost resulting in her being sent to her death.

So many years have passed, I never thought Seiichiro would still be doing this kind of thing.

Erina looked resistant and refused to eat such a thing. Even if she could shut down the God Tongue, she didn't think that such bizarre dishes were for normal people to eat.

It must taste terrible.

"Seiichiro, would you like to try my weird cuisine? I guarantee you've never tasted anything like it before." Qin Zhou's lips curled up.

"Interesting, let me try some."

Seiichiro didn't take it seriously. How bad could it be?

"Glug—"

As Qin Zhou took out the Judgment, the purple, unknown soup bubbled and the mist floating above formed a skull.

Seiichiro: "..."

I spoke a little too loudly just now, can I take it back?

Even though he had seen all sorts of terrible dishes, he was still sweating profusely.

While culinary disasters are still considered food, the judgment made them look more like poison.

Erina knew about the judgment, but this was the first time she had seen it. If she ate it with the God Tongue, she felt it would ruin her life.

"Wow, this is incredible cooking!" Managi couldn't help but exclaim.

She was certain that this was a dish that would never appear on Earth, but she had absolutely no desire to taste it.

"A dignified Asura, do you not keep your word?"

Dojima Gin patted Seiichiro on the shoulder, gloating as he used reverse psychology.

Good buddies are meant to be tricked, of course.

Seeing Seiichiro make a fool of himself, he naturally had to give him a push.

"It's just weird food, I've had plenty of that." Seiichiro gritted his teeth and scooped up a small spoonful.

This is because men care about their image; they certainly can't back down.

Qin Zhou is ready to turn back time at any moment to save Private Seiichiro.

"Gurgle..."

Seiichiro drank it down in one gulp, his eyes widening instantly. The taste was indescribable.

In an instant, his vision blurred, and he found himself in a dimly lit world, with a lifeless river flowing before him.

Seiichiro saw his deceased wife waving at him from across the river and was immediately filled with dread. Where was he now?

Before he could think any further, a dizzying sensation spun around him, and his gaze returned to the banquet hall.

"Seiichiro, are you alright?"

Dojima Gin looked at his old friend with concern. Just a moment ago, it seemed as if his soul had left his body, and his eyes were lifeless.

If Qin Zhou hadn't intervened, who knows what would have happened.

“I saw…beads.”

Seiichiro's smile was somewhat forced. Was that just an illusion?

He couldn't tell them apart, he really couldn't!

Chapter 226 Alice

Yukihira Tamako, Seiichiro's deceased wife, and Soma Yukihira, the Medicine King.

Dojima Gin and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. What did they mean by "a deceased person waving to you from across the river"? It sounded a bit creepy.

Ugh, can we talk about something from the living world? This is way too morbid.

"Seiichiro, are you awake?"

Dojima Gintoki wanted to give his best buddy a good, invigorating, and intense fucking.

I know you love your wife very much, but it's not right to go looking for her so soon. You still have a son who needs you, so pull yourself together!

"Uh...it's probably just a hallucination."

Seiichiro sounded a little insecure when he said this, after all, that scene was just too real.

The eerie environment and the bone-chilling cold felt like the afterlife.

Qin Zhou suppressed a laugh. If he wasn't mistaken, Seiichiro really had met his wife.

He didn't know how the person tasting this magical dish would feel at the time of the judgment, nor did he want to try it himself.

"Would any of you like to try some?" Qin Zhou asked with a smile, speaking generously.

He still had a lot of stock, so he could use it freely without feeling any remorse.

"Forget it, there's no need for that." Everyone shook their heads.

They had all clearly seen Seiichiro's soul leave his body, so they wouldn't be so stubborn as to try such a thing again.

The banquet ended, but Seiichiro still seemed distracted.

"You're Qin Zhou, the one Erina often mentions?"