COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

The dim lights in the store were dim.

Makes one feel drowsy.

Momota Kento is cooking.

He took out the piece of 3A grade beef and put it on the chopping board, folded his hands together, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Then suddenly opened his eyes.

Two hands quickly tapped on the beef.

The speed of the hand is so fast that it seems that a phantom has appeared.

"Wow—" Shuji Tsushima applauded Mianzi.

Momota Kento didn't look sideways, he beat the beef in front of him wholeheartedly.

Inwardly, he couldn't help laughing outrageously.

Oh, you can see it, my hand is comparable to the legend of the legendary Momotian family secret skill - Momota Baida.

Through extremely fast hand speed, hammering the meat about a hundred times per minute, and repeating it for four minutes, the quality of the meat will be improved to a higher level.

The original 3A meat will become softer and chewier after this process.

Come on, praise me.

"Have you seen the reason for this?" The black-haired and phoenix-eyed Midorikawa looked at the man beating the beef frantically with his hands, and then at Shuji Tsushima who was clapping hard.

Momota Kento: Come on, explain to this layman! How rare is the technique I use.

He waited expectantly for the boy to say his compliments.

"I didn't see it." Shuji Tsushima spread his hands.

Kento Momota:?

"After all, I'm not a professional chef."

"It's just that I'm sorry not to give him a response after watching him perform so hard." Shuji Tsushima lazily said while lying on the table.

Momota Kento: Oh, it's an outsider.

So, how rare is my technique, you can't see it at all? ! ! !

Momota Kento, who deeply felt that he was flirting to the blind man, beat the beef viciously.

When you lose, you will understand how ignorant you are!

He glanced at the man across from him.

But he found that a fish had been sliced ​​into fillets while the other party raised the knife.

"This is..." Momota Kento's pupils dilated.

What a quick knife! What a gentle dissolution!

At that speed, the fish didn't even realize that it was dead.

Could it be...

This is what the legend says...

Gentle knife?

He watched the other party cut tofu, chop vegetables, put it in the pot, add water, and boil it.

Kento Momota: I was wrong. How could such ordinary cooking skills have such superb and amazing knife skills.

He poured oil and chopped side dishes into the pan, fried it and put it aside.

Start frying the steak for ten seconds each on the top and bottom sides, and the corners and corners around it should not fall off.

The steak is then doused with a pre-prepared sauce, wrapped in a layer of ham and sautéed garnishes.

"You're done." He wiped his hands with a towel beside him.

"Come on, taste my pinnacle - Momota's Secret Steak Wellington." He confidently picked up two plates and walked towards the two sitting beside him.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the man who was serving bowls and plates in an ordinary manner, with disdain on his face.

"How should I put it...the taste is really good." Lu Chuanwu took a sip and nodded honestly.

But... something doesn't feel right...

"It's a waste of these good materials." Shuji Tsushima said wearily.

Of course he knew what to say to make these cooks understand.

"Your arrogance has completely ruined the delicacy of the ingredients." The boy sighed with regret.

"What..." Momota Kento turned pale with shock.

"Well, come and try my tofu kelp fish soup." Toru Amuro walked over with a soup bowl.

Very waiter attitude.

"This feeling..." Lu Chuanwu took a sip, lost in thought.

It's no different from what Zero did in the Tsushima apartment, right?

"As expected of Tou-kun, it's as delicious as ever." Shuji Tsushima praised him greatly.

"Impossible! I don't believe it!" Momota Kento said loudly.

He picked up a bowl of soup and drank it down without worrying about being scalded.

Shuji Tsushima looked at him with his chin propped up.

Momota Kento: Ah...what's with this comfortable, buoyant feeling...

it's natural...

is freedom...

It feels as soft and light as stepping on a cloud.

Forget about all your troubles.

Everything angry or sad.

"I understand." He suddenly lowered his head and said.

"Indeed, I was too arrogant, and I forgot that there are other people..."

"Mr. To...'s cooking... is beyond my lifetime."

"Cooking that makes you forget your troubles..."

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being the halberd-eating ghost of urban legend..."

"Compared to ghosts...I would rather call you...the Buddha who eats the halberd." Momota Kento looked like a monk who saw through the world of mortals, his eyes were calm and without desire.

"This cooking, I lost."

"I'm convinced of the defeat." He closed his eyes and lowered his head.

"Then, Momota Restaurant will be ours." Shuji Tsushima put away the contract on the table.

"Of course, it's my pleasure."

"From now on, you will be my goal in cooking..." Momota Kento looked as if he had found his goal.

Toru Amuro: ...But I... am not a cook?

Seeing the figures of the three leaving, Momota Kento watched their backs.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being a ghost eating halberd, with such strength..."

"I'm not wronged to lose."

Since everyone else has said so...

Is it okay for him to say that?

...

"Very good, then the next target is..." Shuji Tsushima took out his small notebook and looked at the targets listed on it.

Put a ?? behind Kento Momota's name

"Forgive me, Kayo." Toru Amuro said helplessly.

Is your revenge so strong? Are you still not satisfied with arranging a few food halberds for me?

I am very busy!

Otherwise, those cooks thought why would they eat halberds with them in the middle of the night!

Because I am busy working during the day!

Scotland looked at his friend with a numb face and sighed helplessly.

When you did that at Nagato's house, you should have known that Kayo would retaliate, Zero.

"There is only the last game left, Tou-kun will definitely be able to do it." Shuji Tsushima raised the small notebook in his hand, and pointed to the last row to show the other party.

"This is..." Toru Amuro's face was numb.

"Are you serious?" His tone was also full of weakness.

"Yeah." Shuji Tsushima nodded.

Toru Amuro: ...

...

The next day, Kento Momota's restaurant welcomed various people.

"How so? Win or lose?"

"What does that halberd-eating ghost look like?"

"Do you remember the game process?"

Faced with these questions, Momota Kento was silent for a moment, then shook his head deeply.

"do not know."

"When I regained consciousness, I only vaguely remembered that I had fought with an existence, and then lost to the other party..."

"I don't remember the appearance and name of the other party. What's amazing is that I remember the feeling I had after tasting the other party's food..."

"It's like facing the clouds, floating like a fairy, forgetting all your troubles..." His tone was full of memories.

"That's right." Those who raised the question said with satisfaction.

"As expected, you are indeed a ghost eating halberd." They said in unison.

"Yes." Momota Kento agreed.

The atmosphere is extremely friendly.

If you don't say it, I won't say it, no one knows that we lost to an ordinary young man who didn't even have the level of a cook.

We lost to the halberd-eating ghost with amazing cooking skills in urban legends!