"Why are you all just standing there? Come have some! I used chicken soup as a base and added a blend of fifteen medicinal herbs to make this super-nourishing tonic soup. It's incredibly nutritious-my labor of love!"
Shinobu Kocho spoke with absolute confidence, but everyone was still deeply affected by their shared hallucination of that purple glow. If she hadn't reached out in puzzlement and patted them out of their daze, who knew how much longer it would have lasted?
Coming out of the purple hallucination, Chinatsu couldn't help raising a hand to rub her forehead. Ever since Muzan had been destroyed, the world had been getting stranger and stranger. Somehow, she'd encountered two mass hallucinations in a single day.
Seeing everyone recover, Shinobu Kocho smiled and gestured toward her labor of love. "Why are you all just looking at it? Drink up. It's wonderfully nourishing."
Everyone stared at her nourishing concoction and fell silent.
Just as Kyojuro Rengoku was about to roll up his sleeves and take one for the team by finding out what the concoction tasted like, Oyakata-sama, who was also there, stepped forward first.
"Then let me try it first."
Accustomed to nourishing tonics, Oyakata-sama rose to the challenge of Shinobu Kocho's creation. Everyone's eyes fixed on him, their anticipation tinged with worry.
Oyakata-sama stared at the steaming purple medicinal soup. If asked whether he was truly unafraid, his answer would definitely have been no. Still, he knew that good medicine tasted bitter. As he steeled himself, he tried to convince himself with another piece of wisdom: looking bad didn't mean tasting bad.
Oyakata-sama picked up the ladle and served himself a bowl of chicken soup. After carefully tasting it, he froze for two seconds, then pitched straight forward at a ninety-degree angle with a whoosh!