This demon has a problem.

She really couldn't do more.

Although Yotsuya Miko herself feels that she might be a little selfish and even feel a little guilty occasionally.

But in fact, this idea is relatively good.

There are those who become superheroes after they gain powers.

But basically they don't last long.

It's like many people gain super powers.

Day 1: Superman

Day 2: Black Superman

Day 3: Homelander

Day 4: Ancestors

It's actually pretty good that you don't cause trouble to others.

With a sigh, Yotsuya Miko walked towards the classroom holding the books in her arms.

If Rorschach saw this, he might regret lending the angel halo to Yotsuya Miko.

Because after lending the angel halo to Yotsuya Miko, we no longer see Yotsuya Miko crying out of fear.

It's somewhat of a pity.

Although it may sound unethical to say this, it is really cute when Jianzi is scared by a ghost and wants to cry but has to hold back her tears (crossed out).

Looking to the other side——

Tapris, a junior who had been planning to visit Gabriel in the human world a long time ago, finally arrived in the human world where Gabriel was.

Looking at the busy streets, Taplis took a deep breath of the pure air inside her protective suit.

Finally, I am here!

The world where the innocent senior sister lives!

Sister Tian Zhen! I’m here to see you!

"But before that, we need to test it again."

Tapris, squatting in the corner, kept pressing the button on her Little Genius phone watch.

It's like recording something.

He was still mumbling something that others couldn't understand.

As for the weird looks from passers-by.

But Tapris completely ignored it.

People who chase stars often selectively ignore the gazes of people around them.

This is also true for Tapris now.

The only thing on her mind now was her innocent senior.

So, fanatical fans are really scary creatures.

"Ah!"

Gabriel, who was taking a cooking class, suddenly sneezed.

Do you feel like someone is talking about me?

Gabriel looked up at Rorschach, who was standing opposite her processing potatoes.

There was a thoughtful gleam in his eyes.

He actually talked about me behind my back. Should I find a reason to beat this bastard up?

So, has the blame now been put directly on Rorschach?

Rorschach, who was processing potatoes, shuddered and looked up just in time to see Gabriel.

A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Then find a reason to find fault.

Rorschach thought so.

You two really have a lot in common.

Chapter 183 Rorschach: Chicken Soup is Here!

Today, Rorschach and his friends once again had home economics class.

The requirements for this home economics class are to make a croquette, a plate of shredded potatoes and miso soup.

Don’t ask why there is a dish called shredded potatoes.

The question is whether Rorschach wants to eat.

"Wash it, peel it, and cut it into long strips......"

"If you're going to peel it, why do you have to wash it?"

Satania asked as she was recalling the steps.

Satania expressed her incomprehension.

"Maybe you're worried that if you don't wash it, you'll accidentally get some dirt on it when you peel it?"

Vinate, who was preparing the miso soup, stopped what she was doing, thought for a moment, and answered.

In fact, she didn't quite understand.

But just follow along.

None of you here are chefs, and this is not a cooking test.

Many things don't need to be made so clear.

People who always like to get to the bottom of things no matter what are the issues are actually not very popular in real life.

Because this type of people often embarrass others.

A famous detective, right?

Rorschach, who was processing potatoes, raised his head and glanced at the people around him.

Everyone is busy with their own things.

'very good! '

'No one is paying attention to me!'

With a gleam of light in his eyes, Rorschach unnoticedly reached out from behind his buttocks......

A piece of ginger.

Although things like ginger and potatoes taste completely different.

But if you cut it into strips and put it on a plate.

You never know whether you are eating potatoes or ginger until you eat it.

This feeling is much more exciting than shooting small steel balls.

While Vinate and the others were busy with their own things, Rorschach quickly processed the ginger in his hand.

Then he casually added the shredded ginger into the processed shredded potatoes.

Since it was for four people, I made a little more.

Vinate wasn't worried about not being able to finish the food.

After all, Rorschach and Satania are here.

These two people have always had a good appetite.

Not long ago, this guy Rorschach successfully defeated a muscular man who looked like a fighter in a competitive eating contest.

The speed of eating was so fast that even Vinate was stunned.

(Jukiji Ouma: I tried my best, really)

After completing the above actions, Rorschach began to urge the other people to act.

"Satania, can you please hurry up? Your hand speed is slower than that of an elementary school student."

"Gabriel, you too, can you be serious?"

"Now you are wasting everyone's time. If you delay the whole class for one minute, that means you have wasted thirty minutes."

"Vina, you............."

"Can you slow down a bit? Take care of Satania and the others!"

"Are you here to cause trouble?!"*3

After holding down Satania who was ready to punch him at any moment, Rorschach looked away with a guilty look and said:

“I’m doing this for everyone’s good.”

Although they said so, Gabriel and Vinate obviously didn't believe it.

Even Satania didn't believe this.

Not to mention two angels and demons with normal intelligence.

Ah, did I inadvertently look down on Satania's intelligence again?

Forget it.

It doesn't matter!

Shaking her head, Gabriel decided to be more careful next time.

Gabriel knew very well in her heart that if she couldn't get hold of this guy's handle, she would be thrown in front of him.

This guy will never admit it.

I don't know if this bastard Rorschach is tough in other areas, but he is definitely tough in his mouth.

five minutes later--

"Hey, hey, chicken soup is here."

Wearing heat-insulating gloves, an apron and a hat, Rorschach brought the miso soup to the table.

Looking at Rorschach's strange outfit, several people asked question marks.

What the hell is wrong with this guy?

To be honest, Gabriel sometimes often doubts that Rorschach's seizures are not acting.

Is there such a possibility?

Is there really something wrong with this guy's brain?

Gabriel thought it was very likely.

Find some time to put this guy in a mental hospital.

You might be able to make some money.

Then we would wait at the back door of the mental hospital and wait for this guy to escape and then send him to another mental hospital.

By then, I can achieve financial freedom!

Thinking of this, Gabriel's eyes gradually brightened.

The look he gave Rorschach also underwent a very subtle change.

"Can you please stop looking at me like that?"

“I feel terrified.”

Feeling Gabriel's gaze, Rorschach couldn't help rubbing his arms.

Normally, no matter whether Gabriel looked at him with disgust, as if he were an idiot, or as if he were trash, Rorschach would not care.