Life As Aozaki Orange

He investigated the relationship between Kenneth and Sola, and found that their relationship was not very harmonious, and Sola was not enthusiastic about Kenneth.

Even, the level of concern for Orange's boss surpassed that of Kenneth's fiancé.

So, this date probably won't last long.

"I see...I see."

Kotomine Kirei nodded slightly, and immediately glanced at the dark alley.

Vaguely, in a dark corner, a figure with a white mask nodded slightly, and then the black figure sneaked towards the Hyatt Hotel, intending to find out the internal defense measures.

At that time, when they officially take action, they will be able to quickly transfer the magic furnace away.

the other side.

Inside the Fuyuki City Police Station.

"... I'm wronged, I'm not a murderer!"

A young man with yellow hair who was handcuffed shouted with aggrieved expression: "That woman is crazy, and I am an ordinary person, how could I be a murderer."

"Shut up, you pervert!"

Natalia Kaminsky cursed impatiently with a cigarette in her mouth: "I saw with my own eyes that you wanted to kill people. If I did it later, you would have killed a family of ordinary people."

"...This is framing! I'm just an ordinary person who pursues art."

The yellow-haired youth continued to cry.

However, Natalia Kaminsky rolled her eyes, but ignored the psychotic killer, silently waiting for the police to come and lead him.

Soon, a middle-aged policeman came over, glanced at the young man named Qu, and said, "Ryunosuke Yusheng, you can really run!"

"...I was wronged!"

Yusheng Ryunosuke lowered his head, and continued to groan helplessly.

However, the police ignored it. Kanzionnatalia said: "The prisoner has been confirmed, and we will call you the reward later."

"That's good... I'll leave it to you."

Natalia nodded slightly, and immediately left the police station sassy.

In fact, she didn't care about the bounty given by the police at all. If Boss Chengzi hadn't ordered her to arrest Ryunosuke Yusheng, she wouldn't have wanted to arrest Ryunosuke Yusheng at all.

Chapter 178 This is different from imagination!

commercial street.

The passing crowd subconsciously cast their eyes on a man and woman who obviously came from a foreign country. For the people living in this small city, foreigners are very rare.

Not to mention, these two foreigners have extraordinary identities at first glance, just like the nobles in the movie

There is a feeling that people don't feel close.

"Although this city is shallow and has no historical background, there are still some merits."

With a friendly smile, Kenneth said to his fiancée: "It is said that there is a chef in this city who went to Sichuan, China, and learned how to make mapo tofu from a famous teacher. He has mastered the essence of mapo tofu."

"Ma Po tofu?"

Sola frowned slightly, then nodded and said, "If it's not too far away, I don't care what I eat."

"It's not far, and we'll be there in a while."

Kenneth smiled slightly, and led Sola towards the Mapo Tofu shop.

Before he came to Fuyuki City, he had investigated the relevant attractions, and specially selected some interesting places, in order to have a beautiful and elegant experience for this wedding trip.

And he chose this mapo tofu shop which is very well-known. Some gourmets commented on this mapo tofu shop that they inherited the soul essence of mapo tofu.

As long as you taste that moment with your tongue, you can understand how much the owner cares about Mapo Tofu.

*

*

Not long.

Kenneth and Sola arrived at the Mapo Tofu shop, and then a young nun walked over with a holy and gentle smile on her exquisite face.

"Excuse me, what do you want to eat?"

“Ma Po Tofu~”

Decisively, Kenneth said so, and the little nun smiled sweeter and more holy, showing an expression that you really know how to know, and asked crisply:

"So, what level of mapo tofu do you want? The civilian version of mapo tofu, the standard version of mapo tofu, and the owner's version of mapo tofu."

"Does it make any difference?"

Sora frowned, and asked a little puzzled.

Seeing this, the little nun put her hand on her chest and showed a holy smile: "The price of the civilian version is the cheapest, and it is also the most suitable for ordinary people. The shop owner's version is the most expensive, but it contains the essence of mapo tofu." .”

"So that's the case...then let's get a shopkeeper version."

Kenneth nodded slightly, and said proudly.

As the monarch of the clock tower, he naturally eats the best food if he wants to. As for cheap food for the common people, it was not within his choice from the beginning.

"I see...then please wait a moment, both of you."

The little nun smiled slightly, saluted and walked towards the kitchen.

*

The location changed.

In the back kitchen.

"Karen, your father hasn't been here this morning."

A middle-aged chef looked at the cute little nun in front of him, and said with a troubled face: "It is impossible to eat the special mapo tofu made by the manager now."

"It's okay Uncle, I can also make mapo tofu~"

Karen said with a gentle face: "Actually, I have fully learned how to make mapo tofu from my father, so it is no problem for me to do it."

"This... Karen, are you still too young?"

The middle-aged uncle refused with a look of embarrassment.

Although he doesn't seem to be attacking this cute little nun, cooking skills can be done with a lot of filial piety.

At that time, he might lose this high-paying job.

"However, isn't this a disappointment to the guests' expectations?"

Kallen showed a disappointed expression, and said slightly sadly: "I came here all the way, if I can't eat mapo tofu to my satisfaction, no matter how I think about it, I will feel very rude."

"However, there is no other way~"

The middle-aged chef shook his head helplessly.

"If not, I'll make mapo tofu~"

Karen raised her delicate face and said pitifully, "If it's not acceptable then, how about rejecting the two guests?"

"...uh~"

The middle-aged chef stared at Kallen's aggrieved face, unable to say no at all, so he had no choice but to say: "Karen, if your cooking meets the standards, then serve it to the guests."

"Thank you uncle~"

Karen smiled sweetly, and immediately began to make mapo tofu seriously with a pleasant smile. From the non-jerky movements, it can be seen that making mapo tofu has been practiced at least hundreds of times.

On the side, the middle-aged chef showed a surprised expression, and vaguely seemed to see a double image between Manager Kirei and Karen,

This made him sigh involuntarily, as a father and daughter, they both love mapo tofu so much.

...

at the same time.

In the restaurant.

A little boy with blue hair sat across from Kenneth and Sola. Then, when Kenneth showed an expression of intending to drive people away, he suppressed his nervousness and said with a smile:

"Let me introduce myself, I am a family member of a participant in the Holy Grail War."

"Family?"

Kenneth frowned, looked at the blue-haired child seriously, and then said mockingly: "I don't think there is anything to negotiate with a mouse that can let a child convey the news."

"Leave, don't disturb my rare date with Sora."

The cold and disdainful words contained repressed anger, and the meaning of rejection was very obvious. There was no room for relaxation. For him, this way of letting children convey the news was the most despicable and contemptible behavior.

If you can't use familiars to talk, at least you can communicate and negotiate through letters and phone calls.

"Sorry for interrupting your rare date time~"

Matou Shinji showed an embarrassing expression, then he scratched his head and said: "However, regarding this negotiation, I am actually making my own decision, please don't misunderstand, Your Excellency Kenneth."

"What can you, a child, negotiate?!"

Sola stared at the blue-haired child sternly, and said in a cold voice: "Get out of here immediately, and go back to school obediently, don't get involved in matters between adults!"

"..."

Mamatou Shinji shrank his neck involuntarily, facing the red-haired big sister's scolding, he felt a sense of shrinking from the teacher in charge.

I was already thinking about how to proceed, but I was suppressed to the bottom of my heart in an instant.

To be honest, he instinctively wanted to obediently follow the red-haired big sister's words and go home.

However, he couldn't back down for his dream.

Thus, the atmosphere froze for a moment.

"You know what that means!"

Sola stared at the boy who was not tall and thick: "This is not a game. If you are facing other people now, you are now a corpse that cannot speak!"

"...No, that me~"

Matou Shinji opened his mouth to explain, but immediately glared at by Sora's stern red eyes, he swallowed the words he wanted to say.

For a while, Matou Shinji huddled on the stool like a child who made a mistake.

Sola continued to educate this ignorant child.

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Chapter 179 The Unity of the Weak

Inside a mapo tofu shop.

Sola reprimanded the immature child harshly, while Kenneth stared obsessively at his fiancée, and Matou Shinji lowered his head, like a student being reprimanded by the class teacher.

This scene lasted for a while.

Finally, Matou Shinji let out a suppressed cry,

He was reprimanded by Sora to break the inner line of defense.

"...Know that you are wrong, then go home and reflect on yourself!"

Sola's stern gaze loosened slightly, and he said in a gentle voice: "The magician's world is neither correct nor gentle. If you step into this world with childish ideas, the end result is just to become a corpse, and then let your family help you. Just cry."

"..."

Matou Shinji lowered his head and did not answer, because he had no way to answer. He had read the magic books left by his grandfather, and he clearly knew how twisted the world of magicians was, so he was able to confirm how correct the words of the red-haired elder sister were.

However, he couldn't give up that magical world of magic no matter what.

Wanting to be able to recite spells to ignite the flames, wanting to fly in the sky like a bird, wanting to see the splendid magic spells, the infinite longing, no matter what, there is no way to suppress it.

"..."

Sora stared at the child named Matou Shinji opposite, although his lips were tightly pursed and tears kept streaming from his eyes, the expression on his face was very stubborn, and he didn't have the slightest intention of leaving.

Seeing this, she turned her gaze to the street view outside the window, and said indifferently.