Survive in Azure Files

"Haruna, what are you talking about?"

Mingli frowned and said with a little dissatisfaction: "In an exhibition of this scale, encountering a maid from the millennium is indeed beyond the scope of intelligence, but it is also unexpected. Are you suspicious of your companions who have fought side by side with you countless times just because of bad luck?"

"That's right! Didn't you see how badly that shorty beat me?"

Junko, who is actually only three centimeters taller than Nero, said so.

Quan looked at Haruna with resentment: "I think the person who left me behind and ran away alone is a traitor."

"Ahem! Silence!"

Haruna coughed heavily to cover up her embarrassment, and then closed her eyes in pain:

"I don't want to doubt you either. In my heart, you are all my companions in the pursuit of delicious food. But after you know how desperate I am, you will definitely understand why I said this..."

Haruna took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and said angrily, "Why! It was supposed to be a Brittany lobster, but it was actually just an ordinary lobster that had been dyed!"

Why is it still stuck at this version?

Upon learning this information, everyone in the Food Research Society gasped, their expressions changed instantly, and then they looked at each other, all with suspicion in their eyes.

In addition to staring with dead fish eyes, the thought of "What on earth are these people doing?" was clearly evident on Fengxiang's face.

"We all know that Millennium will never tolerate students cheating in public exhibitions facing the society and damaging the school's reputation. So, who informed them and asked them to switch the items in advance? I can only guess in this direction."

Good guess, don't guess again next time.

Are you really not considering the possibility that the intelligence was wrong?

"This is undoubtedly a blasphemy against the way of gourmet food, a betrayal that we cannot tolerate!" Haruna clenched her fists, the handcuffs and chains clashed as she spoke passionately, "So, everyone, please start proving your innocence."

"Haruna, you know me," Akari said, "I didn't even have lunch today in order to save room for the Brittany lobster dish."

"Although I don't think it's necessary to go to this extent, but since you've made such a big sacrifice, Mingli, I certainly believe in your loyalty to food."

"Hehe~Thanks for the compliment~"

"Haruna, you know me," Junko said, "I have no resistance to this level of food. How could I possibly betray everyone?"

"It's a weak argument, but judging by past performance, it's particularly convincing when applied to Junko, so I agree."

"Hey! What do you mean?"

"Haruna, you know me," Izumi said, "I even specially prepared a variety of condiments!"

“…It’s very suspicious.”

"Wait? What's suspicious?"

Quan retorted indignantly: "Chocolate egg yolk avocado sauce with lobster meat will definitely be delicious!"

"...Forget it, let's just put you on the suspect list. Then finally..." Haruna's eyes became sharp, and she raised her voice to question, "Why don't you say anything? Are you feeling guilty?"

"Huh? What does this have to do with me?"

Fengxiang was confused: "I'm not from your club! And I know nothing about your plan!"

"I can see that each of you has special skills."

Haruna shook her head and said lightly, "As for me, everyone knows how reliable I am, so I won't elaborate on it. The teacher is the advisor of the new club, so he can be ruled out as a suspect."

Me? Club advisor?

Although I don't know when I took on this position, I think it's better not to say too much at a time like this.

After all, judging from the facts, it was me who betrayed the Food Research Society to Millennium.

"Then let's vote."

Haruna made the final conclusion: "Izumi and Fumika, who is the traitor, or both of them are traitors? I propose a show of hands to vote. Raise your left hand for Izumi, raise your right hand for Fumika, and raise both hands for both of them. I'll count to three, two, one."

Mingli and Junko nodded in agreement: "Let's do it!"

Quan was shocked and argued, "Hey! Wait a minute! It's obviously dried maple!"

"I've already told you that I'm not a member of your club anymore! Hey, are you listening to me?"

However, Haruna remained unmoved and just counted down silently.

"Three, two, one."

Ding Ling clang.

With the sound of the handcuffs chain being pulled straight, a total of twelve hands were raised in the air, some high and some low. In an instant, the atmosphere became solemn and awkward.

Haruna was the first to put her hand down as if nothing had happened: "I suggest that we change the voting method."

"I told you to wait a minute!"

I watched it with great interest, although I don't know whether their interaction was truly due to Gehenna's unique way of thinking, or whether they were just trying to kill time and create a show effect, or both, but it was fun either way.

However, it is time to throw out important clues and provide a turning point.

The millennial students did not search my phone.

"Huh?" I pretended to be surprised, and then said to the girls who were attracted by my attention, "Well... Anyway, take a look at this."

I turned the screen of my phone to the outside, and the girls curiously leaned closer. It was a promotional poster for the exhibition. In the most conspicuous place was a line of large words "Brittany Lobster".

Then, I enlarged the picture and found several inconspicuous small words on both sides of the big words.

Izumi read out loud subconsciously: "A normal lobster that looks exactly like a Breton lobster after being painted...?"

The four members of the Food Research Society could not help but look at each other.

After a brief silence, Akari smiled gently at Haruna, "Ah, ah, ah~ Who was it that excitedly told us this information?"

Junko narrowed her eyes and said in a dangerous tone, "Who said that he could make all the plans and let us just follow them and wait to enjoy the dishes made with rare ingredients?"

Quan puffed up his face and said, "And you even put me on the suspicious list!"

Thinking back to how someone just now took it for granted when he claimed to be reliable, I had a hard time holding back my laughter.

"...Heh, on the road to pursuing delicious food, accidents like this happen occasionally."

Cold sweat broke out on Haruna's forehead. She forced a smile, looked away guiltily, and muttered softly:

“If an unskilled chef mixes up salt and sugar, even the best ingredients won’t turn into a real delicacy, but it’s all the chef’s fault, right?”

Fortunately, Haruna was able to quickly get rid of the embarrassment.

The escort vehicle stopped, the door was opened, and the millennial student walked in:

"We have arrived at the handover location. Get off now."

"Well! Get out of the car!"

Haruna stood up as if relieved, and got out of the car with brisk steps. She didn't look like she was about to be extradited to the discipline committee and taken back to school for detention.

Chapter 53 The Corpse is Talking

The cool evening breeze blows across the empty streets, bringing a hint of chill.

Under the streetlights, the girls and I, guarded by millennial students, eagerly awaited the arrival of our extraditionists.

Fengxiang and I were considered hostages, waiting to be freed after the Disciplinary Committee took over. The reason why the Gourmet Research Society was about to be punished was a little absurd but in line with their style of doing things.

"Ah~ Why haven't you come yet? I'm so hungry. I want to eat the pork chop rice of the Discipline Committee..."

Quan complained for who knows how many times.

I somehow have the illusion that the Food Research Association will not lose money regardless of whether the action is successful or not.

At this time, accompanied by the roar of the engine coming from far away, a black-painted ambulance that was definitely speeding came roaring over and stopped steadily more than ten meters away.

Before the car stopped, the door opened and a girl in a blue and white nurse's uniform, high-heeled boots, with white hair, golden eyes, and a cold and indifferent expression stepped out from the passenger seat.

Judging from his attire, he does not look like a member of the Discipline Committee. Although he has an armband on his left arm, the pattern on it is not the word "Discipline", but a yellow heart with devil wings and sharp horns, with an X-shaped hollow in the middle.

The unknown girl came straight towards us, looked us in the eyes, and then confirmed with the Millennium students:

"Sorry for the wait. Are these the bodies?"

The tone of her voice is consistent with her appearance and temperament, but this is secondary.

The key issue lies in the content of the girl's words.

"Eh? Corpse, corpse?" The millennial student was startled and at a loss.

"…Excuse me. I accidentally confused them again. I should have called them injured."

This explanation is even more terrifying, isn't it?!

I don't know how the words "corpses" and "wounded" could be confused.

However, several people from the Food Research Society didn't seem to care about it.

Mingli smiled and asked without any hesitation, "Ah, are you from the emergency medicine department? I feel some pain in my body, it seems that my bones are dislocated, can you help me heal it?"

"Please be patient and wait until I finish receiving the goods." The nurse girl took out a list to confirm, "Let me see... Four fresh wounded and two hostages, this is what is written on the delivery list."

Fresh...tools...?

These are adjectives and quantifiers used for corpses! If you want to correct them, correct them together!

I thought I had always managed my facial expressions well, but after being struck by these words that were full of flaws and terrifying when you think about them carefully, my expression was inevitably ruined.

While the white-haired nurse with creepy words was handing over the matter to the millennial student, a girl whom I had just met this morning got out of the ambulance.

"By the way, who are you?" The white-haired nurse looked at the only adult present, that is, me, and asked in confusion, "Why is there an adult here? Are you an innocent citizen involved?"

I was about to answer when the girl who had just gotten off the ambulance walked to the nurse and answered for me.

"Minister, this is Xia Lai's teacher."

"Is this someone you know, Chinatsu?"

"Hey, it counts, right?"

Chinatsu said in an uncertain tone, and then looked at me with concern: "Teacher, are you okay?"

I nodded: "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Haha~ Don't worry~ We respect our teachers very much~"

"Shut up." Chinatsu frowned and scolded Haruna who suddenly interrupted, "They kidnapped the head of the supply department again, including teachers who were not related to them, and took these two hostages to other academy districts to cause trouble... Do you know how chaotic the student cafeteria is now? Do you know how much damage it has caused to Millennium? Do you know how much trouble it has caused to the teachers?"

It can be seen that Chinatsu was really angry. I think that I was involved in a big part of it.

Haruna said calmly, "I want to clarify one thing here. The financial losses of Millennium were basically caused by their own people, okay?"

I couldn't help but think back to what Nero said about being good at handling this kind of thing, and the way he showed it afterwards, and I had to admit that what Haruna said was actually true.

But saying this now was simply a provocation, and the atmosphere around Chinatsu was almost frozen.

I quickly changed the subject and looked at the unknown white-haired girl:

"By the way, who is this classmate?"

Chinatsu suppressed her anger for the moment and answered my question first: "Ah, this is..."

"I'm the director of the emergency medicine department, Himuro Sena. Please give me your guidance in the future, teacher." After introducing himself, Sena began to promote his business. "If there are any deaths... No, if there are any injuries, please feel free to contact me. I won't charge for delivery."

It seemed like Sena almost made a mistake with his tongue just now, so it’s better to pretend that he didn’t notice.

I shook hands with the girl with a mouth full of corpses: "Please give me your advice."

After receiving the key from the millennial student who was in charge of the handover, Chinatsu unlocked the door for me herself. But while doing so, she narrowed her eyes.

"Teacher, how did your wrist get hurt?"

Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment, raised my wrist and took a look, it was just a slight break in the skin.

I must have accidentally hurt myself when I was voting. It was only a very slight sting, so I didn't notice it until now.

Before I could say that this minor injury was nothing to worry about, Sena swiftly took out the alcohol spray from his bag, pushed Chinatsu aside, grabbed my hand and disinfected it, then carefully put a cute band-aid on it.

Sena nodded with satisfaction: "That's fine."

Although I think that there won’t be any problem even if it is not dealt with.

I just said thank you for the time being.

After Qianxia unlocked Fengxiang's door again, she said to me, "Anyway, teacher, we'll take the students from our school away. This place is quite remote, do you need a ride?"