After lunch, all members of Polaris Dorm became peaceful.
Literally, they look like salted fishes with no ideals in life, one or two sitting on soft chairs.
"Being able to taste such food will make Sajia's life worthwhile!" Daigo Aoki looked up at the ceiling.
Akira Sato on the side did not disagree with him this time, and piled on the chair with the same peaceful expression.
At this time, Shirou had a wicked expression on his face. Then he squinted his eyes and said like a fox, "Seven hundred thousand days sincerely, thank you!"
"Seven, seven, seven, seven, seven hundred thousand?"
Megumi Tadokoro, who already had a weak expression on his face, was shocked. Although Shirou's food was unprecedentedly delicious, it shouldn't be so expensive!
"Is it weird? Beef or something, I use A5 beef. But it doesn't actually make up the bulk, the important thing is this -"
Shirou duang put the empty red wine bottle on the table.
"This is Burgundy from the 19th century. It is a commodity with a price but no market. Isn't it worth just a few million?"
"Burgundy from the 19th century? Indeed, if this kind of thing is put on the auction house, even if it is sold for tens of millions, it is not impossible."
Satoshi Isshiki, a relatively well-known scholar, analyzed that, how should I put it, this guy is wearing clothes, giving people the feeling that he is unrecognizable in clothes.
He is relatively calm, but others are not so calm.
"Tens of millions? Is what we eat gold?"
"Tens of millions... apart!"
"Xiao Hui! Xiao Hui fainted!"
The fun was almost over, and Shirou didn't intend to tease them anymore. It's okay to leave a bad impression.
"Well, just kidding. Since I took out the things, I won't be able to charge your money. I still don't need this little money!
Let me introduce myself. My name is Emiya Shirou. Before I came to this school, I worked as a mercenary. So besides cooking, I'm also good at assassination. It has never been discovered before! "
Indeed, no one has ever noticed it, because everyone who saw him was chilled. Now the trees at the grave are seven or eight meters high.
"Hehe, hehe, Shirou Xue is really... versatile!"
It feels like a guy with an abnormal mind has arrived! As one of the few relatively normal people in this dormitory. Ryoko Sakaki is worried about the future of Polaris Dorm.
Grandma Yoshio threw a key to Shirou and said, "Emiya, your room is No. 312. Because no one has checked in for a long time, you need to clean up the room yourself."
"No problem!"
After taking the key, Shirou did not clean up the room immediately. Instead, he walked out of the house. At this moment, Yuki Yoshino asked, "Shirou Xue, aren't you going to clean up the room?"
"Don't worry, I haven't started my kendo training today yet. Apart from cooking, I don't have much talent in kendo. So I have to practice more frequently."
No talent?
Don't tell me, everyone believed this kid's lies. Zen Marui, who had longed for kendo due to lack of physical strength, ran back as if he had seen a ghost.
I don't know where he took out a two-meter-long black sword. Every swing of the sword generates strong winds with dizzying speeds. Even the games on TV are not as shocking as this. Do you call this "talent is not enough"?
Unexpectedly, everyone at Polaris Dorm silently added an attribute to Shirou: You must not compete with this guy in terms of force, otherwise it would not be a strange thing to be hacked alive.
In the afternoon, Shirou tidied his room carefully. The level of detail is astounding.
Isn't this guy really the old lady of some housekeeping company?
Many people are holding back such questions because they are afraid of being beaten if they speak out. Because that room... just needs to be repainted.
After that, the people from the Jokusei dormitory took Shirou Shige to visit the dormitory of Independence and Totsuki. Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs, and that's what I'm talking about.
In addition to the fact that seafood cannot be raised in mountainous areas, the area is too small to raise large livestock. You can find all kinds of food here.
There was a similar place Shirou before, and just like here, there was no seafood or large livestock. The quality of the stuff can't be compared. In order to let his family eat better food, a certain lunatic frantically used Hogyoku to conduct genetic experiments to select the best varieties.
Then again, if Urahara and Aizen knew that this kid was using Hogyoku like this, they would probably be so angry that they would chop him with a knife. But it won't be of much use, because it won't kill you.
"Braveshine~"
A distinctive ringtone rang. This was Shirou's phone number.
Skillfully flipping the phone open, the unknown caller meant that the person calling him was not an acquaintance.
"Emiya Shirou?"
The powerful voice made Shirou immediately recognize the owner of the voice.
"Ah, that's right. Are you the commander-in-chief?"
"That's right, I want you and Erina to go and assess the people together."
This old man is really capable!
I secretly complained in my heart, but Shirou doesn't hate such a picky person.
"Reason. As the holder of 'God Tongue', Miss Erina, I shouldn't need to intervene in her affairs!"
"Among the people in the world, I have a child of an acquaintance. And Erina has a little temper, so I want you to control her a little bit."
For that kind of arrogant young lady, it will only be worse if an outsider like me takes care of it!
"Then what's the reason for choosing me? There's no reason why there are so many people in Totsuki, why should they choose me, a student who has only been in school for less than a day?"
Shirou's meaning is very correct, we can't pretend to be ignorant. If you want to know the reason, this is not too much!
"It's very simple," Senzaemon Nakiri's voice on the other side of the phone was filled with emotion, "No one in your class can match your cooking skills!"
Think about the omelette rice made by Shirou before.
It is a chef's duty to tell the diners the names of the dishes. Shirou didn't even mention the name of the omelette rice dish.
Forgot?
Isn't it impossible that such a smart young man would make such a low-level mistake?
There is only one possibility. That omelette rice dish has no "qualification" to be given a name by Shirou! Just like the bread you usually eat, would you give the bread a name?
Since the dishes made casually have this kind of quality, what about the dishes that go all out?
Elite Ten's top three seats, this is a conservative estimate of Senzaemon Nakiri.
"Now that it's all said and done, I won't refuse. I understand, and I will be there one day."