COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"Since it's a guest, please take a seat." Soma Kopei pointed to the position he just wiped.

"Wait to enjoy the food." Said confidently.

Tsushima Shuji just glanced down at the location.

The black suit behind him rushed out immediately, and he quickly took out the handkerchief from his body and wiped the table and chairs.

After wiping it shiny, the other black suits immediately put cushions on the chairs.

Butler Tanaka took out a white tablecloth from his clothes with a natural face, shook it gently, and spread it on the table.

He took out the cup from the side, put in a few flowers that the bodyguard found from somewhere, and placed it on the table covered with a white tablecloth.

Immediately, the area they were staying in became an elegant restaurant venue.

"This guy..." Koping Soma frowned.

"It's the attitude of a blind young master..." He covered his eyes and entered the kitchen without looking at the shiny area.

"It's not Mr. Seiichiro who cooks..." The young man's tone seemed to have a pity.

Sit naturally on a cushioned chair.

It's obvious that he's used to what the bodyguards do.

Tsushima Shuji: I'm used to it, at least they didn't start redecorating directly.

When he was with the adoptive father before, those bodyguards had to build a palace in the desert.

Even if it's a one-off.

In contrast, Butler Tanaka and the others are already very low-key.

"Don't worry, my cooking won't let you down." Kohei Soma raised his eyebrows.

Don't act like you don't expect anything from me!

Although not as good as my father, my cooking skills are also good!

"Hey..." The boy rested his chin with one hand bored.

Butler Tanaka immediately handed over an unread document.

He rested his chin in one hand and turned the pen in the other, looking at the document with a languid expression.

Tsushima Shuji: Obviously I just want to fish...

Fortunately, Ping creates real power.

"By the way, I just want to eat crab meat dishes." Tsushima Shuji suddenly mentioned.

"Where did the crab meat come from at this time..." Yukihira spit out really weak.

"I can't eat anything but crab meat." The black-haired boy's tone was capricious.

"Let's talk when I'm done, and you'll have a taste." Tsukihira-san looked confident.

"Alas..." The boy sighed and stopped talking, and continued to read the document.

"Guest, your food." A steaming plate of food wrapped in bacon was placed on the table.

"The reception was poor—" The young man in the red side smiled and pulled the white tape around his head.

Tsushima Shuji looked at the bandage that the other party had pulled from his head and wrapped around his hand, and then looked at the bandage wrapped around his own arm.

Ah... the setting of bandages is quite common.

Speaking of eye bandages and eye patch settings are also very common...

but…

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"It's the most delicious thing to eat while it's still hot." Koping Soma urged.

"Potato bacon barbecue..." Tsushima Shuji looked at the food in front of him and picked up a knife and fork.

Slowly cut into pieces and delivered to your mouth.

"How does it taste?" Kohei Soma looked expectantly from the side.

"...It's okay." The boy thought for a while.

The tone is perfunctory.

"Then are you... satisfied?" Koping Soma was disappointed.

"This level...it's not enough." The black-haired boy shook his head.

"Did you cook the same dish for the previous one?" he asked.

"Yeah, that lady obviously enjoyed her meal..." Koping Soma said while holding his forehead.

Damn, it didn't satisfy this person!

"Sure enough, it's still a long way off, you kid." Yukihira Seiichiro touched his son's red hair funny.

Turned around and entered the kitchen.

"What kind of food do you want to eat?" Seiichiro Yukihira stood in front of the kitchen counter and turned to ask Shuji Tsushima.

"Crab meat, crab meat, crab meat..." The boy closed his eyes and closed the document.

"If there is no crab meat..."

"Just cook me something that tastes like crab meat." He folded his hands and supported his chin, smiling.

"A dish that tastes like crab meat...I see." Yukihira Seiichiro said in a relaxed tone.

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"Please take it slow." Under the expectation of Shuji Tsushima, Seiichiro Yukihira served his dishes.

The same dish as crab sticks, wrapped in golden crispy clothing.

"This is..." Tsushima Shuji picked up a fork and placed it in front of him to observe.

The same texture as crab meat.

"It's tofu." He said clearly.

"You have a good eye." Yukihira Seiichiro affirmed.

Generally, the existence of non-cooking people can't see the materials he uses.

“Crab meat dish made from tofu…”

"It's a good idea." Tsushima Shuji said and put the food into his mouth.

Then put down the cutlery.

"How? Are you not satisfied with the taste?" Seiichiro Yukihira asked, looking at the unfinished dishes.

"If you get 100 points out of 100, this dish can get 90 points." The black-haired boy swallowed the food in his mouth.

"What is the reason for the remaining ten points?" Yukihira Seiichiro asked seriously.

He's made it very carefully.

"It's not your problem." The young man shook his head from the seat.

"It's my problem." His eyelashes fluttered.

"Tofu is tofu after all, and it will never become crab meat..."

"If I can't tell it's tofu, this meal will be full marks." The boy's words sighed.

But...the fake can't become the real after all.

"It seems that my cooking skills can't satisfy you." Yukihira Seiichiro also said helplessly.

"No, ninety percent is already a satisfactory standard." The boy shook his head.

"Congratulations, no one will disturb you again."

"This street will become a specialty food street." The young man made a decision in an understatement.

"Mr. Tanaka, trouble you." He said to the old man beside him.

"Everything follows your wishes." Butler Tanaka bowed respectfully.

"This is meal money." The teenager took out a check and wrote a series of numbers on the table.

"One million? That's too much...!" Soma Kopei picked up the check and exclaimed.

"Just a meal, not so much." He tried to return the check.

"No." Tsushima Shuji shook his head.

"One million can eat Mr. Shura's food, it's really cheap." He smiled inexplicably.

"Shura...? You mean...my father?" Koping Shuangzhen looked at his unrestrained and unrestrained old father with a puzzled face.

Isn't that right, my dad still has a hidden identity?

"I'm wrong, I'm just an ordinary small restaurant owner~www.novelmt.com~ Seiichiro Yukihira slapped him haha ​​and perfunctory.

"Then, let's say goodbye." Butler Tanaka said goodbye to them on behalf of his young master.

A group of bodyguards walked out of the restaurant with the boy in black.

Get in the car and leave.

"I just gave up..." Yukihira rubbed his head.

The woman who came before made a bunch of cruel words.

But just now that group of people...

Very polite throughout.

Although...it's very particular about it.

He looked at the dining table with the white tablecloth, the cushioned chairs, and the bouquet on the table.