A young love story that started with exorcism

This guy kept looking over in the classroom, not at Takahashi Takumi, but at Jianzi and Xiaohua next to him. Was he jealous because they were talking and laughing together? No, he hadn't talked to Jianzi or Xiaohua. Was he secretly in love with them, or was he jealous because of his unrequited love?

You are not even a bootlicker, yet you are still here endlessly. Well, today I will show you what Takahashi Huaqiang Takumi means.

After making up his mind, Takahashi Takumi pointed his index finger at him and said:

"I hit you on purpose, so what? You were looking for trouble from the beginning, right? It seems you really want to fight me. Do you have the strength to fight me, Takahashi Takumi? Ah!

Want to practice? Come here, don't say I didn't give you a chance. I'll let you throw three punches right here. I'll count to three, three..."

"Oh, forget it, don't be like this, calm down." Seeing that Yamato seemed to be intimidated, and then seeing Takahashi Takumi's furious look, Ye Shan quickly stood in front of Yamato and said with a smile: "Calm down, we are all classmates. Don't fight, don't hurt the harmony."

"Two, one," Takahashi Takumi counted to three, "Yayama, you heard it here too. I gave him a chance, but he didn't seize it. Giving him a chance is useless. You can't blame me for that. Now I'll give you a favor and let him go, but I have only one request...Help him get out of my sight right away."

……

"Wow, Yukino, you have no idea, the look on Takahashi's face when he pointed at Yamato and scolded him was scarier than when the homeroom teacher scolded the elementary school student." Yotsuya Miko was in the Service Club, and was talking to Yukinoshita Yukino with a high expression about what happened in the physical education class.

"Although I didn't see the scene at that time, the girls in my class now give Takahashi-kun a nickname called the Cold-Faced Demon Lord, and there is a new version of the previous rumors about Takahashi-kun." Yukinoshita Yukino covered her mouth with a book and said with a smile.

Upon hearing that there was a new story, Yotsuya Miko's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she asked, "Oh! A new story is coming! What is it? What has Takahashi become from a messenger of hell?"

"Takahashi was originally the sixth demon king of the demon world. He was betrayed by his subordinates, his power was taken away, and he was exiled to the mortal world. However, Takahashi found an ancient relic in the gymnasium. He only needed to absorb the body fluids of pure women in the women's restroom every day to return to his peak and become the supreme demon king. Today, a traitor came from the demon world to completely destroy Takahashi, but he was killed on the spot."

"How much do storytellers love women's restrooms? Why do I always have scenes in women's restrooms? And what the hell is a pure female body fluid? Is it urine? He just blames his perverted desires on me."

Takahashi Takumi held his forehead in his hand, speechless, and Yotsuya Miko saw this and started laughing.

"Da Da, excuse me."

At this time, someone knocked on the door and came in. It turned out to be Oreki Houtarou and Chitanda Eru.

After greeting each other, they sat down. Oreki Houtarou was the first to speak, "Thank you for what you did before. I heard that girl named Anji Bonko transferred to another school. How did you manage that?"

"Yes, yes, how did you do it? I heard from Teacher Shizuka Hiratsuka that the surveillance video has been restored, and the video of the crime suddenly appeared on the mobile phone of Anji Bonko's homeroom teacher. How did you do it?" Chitanda Eru had already stood up, supporting herself on the table with her hands, and stretched her neck to look over.

"Well... I don't know either." After looking around, Yotsuya Miko gave up the commentary work.

"In fact, it's all thanks to Takahashi-kun. You can talk about the collective content, Takahashi-kun." Yukinoshita Yukino turned around and looked at Miko, then directly pushed Takahashi Takumi out.

I really admire Takumi Takahashi, but he has to be grateful for what he has done, so for the sake of a good lunch, the winner of Hollywood's best screenwriter reluctantly gave it a try.

"Actually, the truth is just as Oreki-san initially suspected. Anjibonzi hacked into the campus network, rendering the surveillance useless. Finally, after my emotional and logical persuasion, she finally realized how unforgivable her actions were, and that only by dropping out could she assuage her guilt. Before she left, she specifically asked me to apologize to you on her behalf, saying she wouldn't beg for your forgiveness, but would simply leave quietly."

"Really? Just like that?" Chitanda Eru's sparkling eyes lost their original luster. She turned to look at Oreki Houtarou, wondering what she was thinking.

Oreki Houtarou glanced at Takahashi Takumi, then stood up, bowed, and said, "Is that so? I see. Anyway, thank you all for this."

Watching the two leave, Takahashi Takumi nodded secretly and said, "It seems that I can really win the Oscar for Best Screenplay."

"It's a straightforward story, without any dramatic twists or turns. Don't even dream of a pure death; it's not even dark yet," said the venomous Yukino Yukinoshita. "By the way, what's going on with the sudden appearance of the surveillance video? Could it be a show of weakness, a plea for peace, hoping we'll just stop investigating?"

"That's what happened. Even if we try to investigate now, we have no clues, so we can only give up. Don't think too much." Takahashi Takumi warned her not to act rashly. After all, Yukinoshita Yukino and Yotsuya Miko were powerless to fight back against the direct attack of supernatural forces.

Yukinoshita Yukino also frowned to indicate that the matter was temporarily over, and if there were any incidents involving it in the future, she would definitely investigate it thoroughly.

Yotsuya Miko agreed with this move and said, "Don't think about it. Let's talk about going to Totsuki Resort tomorrow."

"Don't worry, how about meeting up at the bottom of my apartment tomorrow morning? There's a driver to pick you up, and you don't need to bring too much luggage, just one set of clothes will do, since it's only two days."

"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to it."

Chapter 30 The Crying Girl

The value of food is determined at the moment of temptation.

Traveling light, Takahashi Takumi discovered that Yotsuya Miko and Yukinoshita Yukino had arrived early.

Yotsuya Miko simply wore a green sweatshirt with an eye symbol painted on the chest and a short skirt. She really looked like she was going on a picnic.

Yukinoshita Yukino wore a large yellow round hat, two braids, a white shirt, a yellow jacket, and cropped casual pants. Um, going to the greenhouse orchard to pick strawberries?

"Takahashi-kun is too slow. Come over here!" Yotsuya Miko waved and greeted Takahashi Takumi after seeing him. "I was going to send you a message to urge you."

"You two are dressed so casually. After all, you are going to a resort for vacation. Can't you dress up a little? Especially you, Yukinoshita-san, aren't you cold?" Takahashi Takumi couldn't help but complain.

"Takahashi Jun, aren't you also wearing a T-shirt and jeans? How dare you talk about us? Hurry up and get in the car, we're leaving now." Yukinoshita Yukino said as she glanced at Kenko's phone, not knowing what she was thinking.

Yotsuya Miko didn't care and urged, "Hurry up, maybe we can have breakfast there."

"You didn't have breakfast?"

……

The three of them were chatting and laughing along the way. After more than an hour of speeding, the vehicle arrived at the destination of this trip: Totsuki Resort.

"Oh!" Yotsuya Miko gaped in astonishment at the extraordinarily luxurious hotel before her. Turning to look at Yukinoshita Yukino, she said, "I checked last night. This place has a view of Mount Fuji and Lake Ashi. Rooms start at 8 yen a night, and there are students from Totsuki Academy training there. Yukino, how did you get the invitation?"

"Several of the buildings inside were built by my family, so we can barely be considered partners. A few invitations happened to be delivered when I went home the day before yesterday, and my parents and sister were busy and couldn't come, so it's a perfect opportunity for us to come," Yukinoshita Yukino said calmly, taking off her hat.

As the three of them entered the gate, a front desk staff member came over. Seeing the invitation, he immediately arranged for someone to accept and help with the luggage. He also said, "There is a special breakfast competition made by the freshmen of Totsuki High School this morning. If you are interested, you three can go and try it."

"That's great, I didn't expect to be so lucky. Yukino, let's go quickly." When Yotsuya Miko heard such good news, she quickly pulled Yukinoshita Yukino away.

Takahashi Takumi followed and came to a very large exhibition hall with booths of various sizes, each with its own kitchen. It seemed that this was the venue for the Totsuki Academy student breakfast, although some booths were empty. However, there were still quite a few tourists, and they stopped at various booths to taste the food.

On the central rostrum was a timetable with a countdown of less than 200 minutes left, and a large screen next to it read: Theme - Egg; copies sold in two hours.

It seems that the goal of these students is to attract tourists to sell 200 breakfasts, and since the theme is eggs, then chicken eggs and duck eggs would be acceptable. I wonder if turtle eggs are acceptable.

There are only about twenty minutes left now, and a skilled chef would have finished it long ago.

No, that guy over there is cooking omelets live, attracting all the tourists nearby. So it's you, Soma Yukihira, the protagonist of Food Wars! It's truly a blessing to arrive early, so I have to try it.

The freshly baked omelette was fragrant and melted in my mouth, with a soufflé-like texture. It was a real hit. But the people around me were like they'd taken aphrodisiacs. You're just like me.

Is there anyone around here who's a great cook? While the students at Totsuki Academy aren't bad, most of them are about to be expelled, so their cooking skills won't be that great.

Huh? Just as he was lamenting his lateness, Takahashi Takumi suddenly noticed a tall, busty woman on a booth. She was leaning against the countertop with her hands clasped tightly, sobbing softly. Two tear marks ran down her cheeks, and droplets the size of soybeans fell one by one.

Is she going to be eliminated and expelled from school? Although she tried hard to suppress her tears, it was even more touching.

Let me see what you made for breakfast.

Takahashi Takumi walked over and saw that it was actually steamed buns! Wasn't it supposed to be a special breakfast? Can your steamed buns be considered a special?

If you look closely, the buns are a bit small and their shape seems to be similar to a peeled hard-boiled egg. So you want to make the buns look like eggs? It doesn't seem very original.

"Give me one of these buns." Seeing her crying so sadly, Takahashi Takumi couldn't help but go up to her and ask for one to try.

"Oh, okay." The girl suddenly came to her senses and saw that someone came to her place for breakfast. Although the hope was not great, at least it increased sales. She quickly handed out a bun and was about to speak, but she didn't want to cry too sadly just now. The tears flowed into her mouth as soon as she opened it. Only then did she come to her senses, quickly wiped her tears with a tissue, and introduced herself with a slightly choked sob:

"This is a lava bun with custard. Both lava buns and custard buns are popular breakfasts in Guangdong Province, China. I combined them together."

Just as he was about to eat the bun, he looked up and saw her clean face. Takahashi Takumi couldn't help but feel surprised. It turned out to be a well-known character in Food Wars! Shokugeki no Soma - Hojo Midoriko.

Isn't Hojo Miyoko a strong contender who could have made the 60-person roster for the autumn tryouts? She even finished fifth in the group stage with 87 points, earning the nickname "Miss Iron-Fisted Fire Dragon." The two supporting actresses from Polar Star Dormitory, Sakaki Ryoko and Yoshino Yuuki, only scored 86 points, while the lead actress, Tadokoro Megumi, who advanced to the quarterfinals, only scored 8. So Hojo Miyoko should have easily made it through now, so why is she crying like this?

Confused, Takumi decided to try a bite. A serving of three buns came with it, so he casually grabbed one and shoved it into his mouth. Hmm, hmm. After a few chews, he realized the lava had a strange texture, and the saltiness of the custard filling was overshadowed by the lava, muddling the milky flavor. While still delicious, something felt off.

"There must be a difference in the steaming time required for lava buns and custard buns, so how do you deal with it?" Takahashi Takumi is a senior foodie, so he knows some basic methods.

"I'll steam the custard filling for five minutes first, and then wrap it in lava buns..." Hojo Miyoko said weakly.

It's so direct, it's just a crude grafting. This level is not right, did I watch a fake Shokugeki no Soma?

However, at this time, Takahashi Takumi noticed that Hojo Midori's eyes were bloodshot. It is said that these students would stay up all night to think of new dishes, but now her situation is more than that. There is a faint feeling of blackness in her forehead.

Hmm? Hojo Miyoko seems to be carrying something on her back. Is it a demon? No, it doesn't look like a demon. Its deformed and twisted body doesn't even bear the slightest trace of a human form. It keeps screaming unconsciously, and its large, exposed eyes don't react even when I look at them. It seems like a demon without self-awareness? Or maybe it's not a demon at all.

At this time, Hojo Miyoko once again supported herself on the table with both hands, as if a rock was pressing down on her back. Takahashi Takumi couldn't help but ask tentatively:

"Do you feel like there's something heavy pressing down on your back?"

Chapter 31 No Clothes Explosion

"Ah? That's right." When Hojo Miyoko heard Takahashi Takumi's question, she was stunned for a few seconds. Suddenly she realized something and stumbled, almost falling. After stabilizing herself, she asked anxiously:

"Do you know what's going on? I've been feeling this way for a week now, and I've been feeling groggy and sleepy every day. It's gotten worse recently, and my shoulders, cervical spine, and waist are almost unbearable. The doctor said it wasn't a big deal, but today... today I..."

Tears began to fall again as she spoke, but that wasn't surprising. Her body and mind had been severely impacted, and coupled with the intense intensity of her school's residential training program, anyone with a weaker constitution would have been nearly devastated. So it was a wonder she could perform well. She'd managed to hold on until now entirely thanks to her unwavering willpower.

"Well, I think I know. Turn around and let me see."

Takahashi Takumi probably understood what was going on. When Hojo Miyoko turned around, there was indeed a disgusting thing lying on it. It looked like a fat, hairless rat with a fly's head and a pair of tattered wings. And there were obvious small holes on the torso of this thing, which looked like a hornet's nest.

Upon closer inspection, it was clear that this thing had no independent consciousness, and it was precisely those small holes on its torso that allowed it to cling tightly to Hojo Miyoko. In other words, if there was no external force intervening, it would continue to cling to Hojo Miyoko until she died.

There seemed to be some kind of energy in these small holes, although it was very weak. However, Takahashi Takumi was sure that this energy did not come from itself but was injected from the outside.

Could this thing be a fly head? It's described in Jujutsu Kaisen as a lowest-level cursed spirit, one that hasn't reached level four and lacks independent consciousness. Those possessed by a fly head often suffer from ailments like frozen shoulder, cervical spondylosis, and lumbar muscle strain.

These holes were probably artificially created, and the energy added was probably intended to cause mental disturbances to the host. Therefore, under its influence, Hojo Miyoko suffered not only physical damage but also mental damage.

Although he didn't know who Hojo Miyoko had offended, he couldn't ignore it now that he had run into her. Takahashi Takumi summoned his steel chain fingers, and with a single strike, the tiny head was severed in two. He only recovered 2 points of energy, much of which dissipated the moment it was chopped.

"Huh" Hojo Midori suddenly felt her back lighten, all the pressure from the weight disappeared instantly, and the dizzy feeling in her head also disappeared.

It felt like drowning in a dream, and then waking up with my eyes wide open was back to normal in an instant. It was unbelievable. And the brisk breathing showed that this was real. The feeling of being reborn made Hojo Miyoko ecstatic and said:

"I'm fine?! How did you do that? Never mind. Thank you so much anyway."

"Don't thank me yet," Takahashi Takumi said, pointing to the empty plate beside him. "How many buns did you sell? It's still far from 200."

Indeed, Hojo Miyoko's booth only sold 150 dishes at most. If she didn't sell , she'd have to quit. Hojo Miyoko was brimming with confidence before arriving at the Totsuki Resort for her residential training, even planning to defeat the top ten and take their place, proving her culinary skills to everyone. However, she wasn't feeling well from the start, often experiencing dazedness and difficulty concentrating.

I barely made it through the first three days of study, but last night I was so dizzy I couldn't even think about what to make for breakfast. So, as a last-minute cramming exercise, I decided to combine the lava buns and custard buns from my family's Hojo House breakfast. However, my near-collapsed state made it impossible to control the heat properly, and the finished product was unsuccessful.

There are only more than 50 minutes left and servings are needed. There are not many tourists left, and the remaining ones have eaten a lot, so the buns are not particularly attractive. It’s all over!

To be honest, these buns are neither creative nor particularly delicious. They sell for 150 yuan mainly because men are attracted by Hojo Miyoko's hot body. The three small buns are not very filling, and you can eat them without affecting your appetite. Otherwise, you might want to miss out on a zero.

However, seeing her face turn pale again after just a hint of a smile, Takahashi Takumi said in accordance with the principle of helping others to the end: "Give me some buns. I'm very hungry. I can eat a few minutes without any problem. But the buns you make next time can't be of the same quality as now. If you can't satisfy me, you can expect to be expelled."

The rules don't specify how many servings one person can eat, and the remaining 50 servings are just this amount, so Takumi Takahashi can definitely finish them.

"Oh, okay. Although it's not in its best condition right now, the lava custard buns that follow will definitely not disappoint you. Please wait a moment."

Hojo Miyoko is certainly in better spirits now. She starts by steaming the custard filling, her technique showing she's mastered the heat. Then she wraps the custard filling in the quicksand, successfully combining the two. Finally, after calculating the perfect time, the fresh quicksand custard buns are ready.

Looking at the shape of the buns, they are not exactly the same as peeled boiled eggs, but they are exactly the same.

Take a light bite, and first the sandy filling flows into your mouth, and the aroma of salted egg yolk instantly fills your mouth, but the taste is not just salty and fragrant, but also with a hint of sweet milky fragrance surrounding your tongue; followed by a small solid filling, which is different from the lava, it overflows with a sweet milky aroma. The salty, sweet and milky aromas actually form a ring-shaped taste whirlwind that keeps circulating in your mouth, which is really amazing.

Judging from the current level of completion of this breakfast, it is absolutely impossible for Takumi Takahashi to make it by himself. Not everyone can make the lava + custard into 1+1>2.

"Takahashi-kun, are these buns so delicious? I want one too."

At this time, Miko Yotsuya and Yukinoshita Yukino also came to the booth. Seeing Takahashi Takumi eating buns, Miko Yotsuya couldn't help but ask for one to taste.

"Haha, I think Takahashi-kun is not just after the little buns," Yukinoshita Yukino said meaningfully when she saw Hojo Midoriko's huge breasts and then looked at the ordinary egg-like buns on the booth.

"Hmm~ This bun is so delicious!" After savoring it carefully, Yotsuya Miko sang with a satisfied look on her face:

The quicksand's savory, sweet flavor is like boating on Luhua Lake on a crisp autumn day, with wild ducks taking off and skimming across the water. And surprisingly, the quicksand contains the sweet, milky filling. It's like boating again, encountering an island in the lake, seeing cows, and milky white water flowing into the filling.

It’s so fragrant and delicious.”

"Is it really that delicious?" Looking at Yotsuya Miko's intoxicated look, Yukinoshita Yukino couldn't help but try that portion as well.

She picked up the bun, which was as smooth as a peeled egg, opened her slightly moist mouth, and took a bite. Her brows relaxed for a moment, and she nodded in agreement, "It's just like this: reed catkins flying, birds appearing, and lush grass, good for grazing cattle."

I'm wondering, is there something special in this bun? You guys, writing prose and reciting poetry, are so weak. If you were to eat something like the Totsuki Ten, wouldn't you explode right there?

Chapter 32 Why Didn't You Speak?

"Ding-ling-ling, ding-ling-ling"

"Time's up, start counting the number of booths."

The timer on the central podium beeped, signaling the end of the special breakfast. Luckily, with the help of Takahashi Takumi and the two portions of Yotsuya Miko and Yukinoshita Yukino, there was just enough.

"Hojo Midori, 200 copies achieved"

After the referee counted the records and announced the results, Hojo Miyoko's tense nerves finally relaxed. All the bones in her body felt like soft noodles and she collapsed to the ground.