Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 179 Thank you for your kindness. I won’t need it next time.

As soon as the two walked out onto the street, they saw the Eightfold Son of God walking towards them with a smile on his face. Guo Beng's face turned dark, and he pulled Cheng Yan to avoid him, but he was already seen by the Eightfold Son of God.

"Hey, little ones, are you hungry? Come on, Ying himself has cooked for you."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yan and Guo Beng stopped in their tracks, one with a bright look on his face, while the other looked as if he had lost his parents.

Guo Beng raised his hand to cover his face, "No need, we are full."

Cheng Yan tilted his head to look at him, then turned to the Eightfold Son of God and said, "Yes, I'm full, but I can still eat a little more."

Yae Shinko's smile became even wider, "Let's go, don't let Ying wait anxiously."

Guo Beng once again felt that the road to the castle tower was so difficult. What sin had he committed to have a friend with a dysfunctional sense of taste? There was nothing abnormal about him eating normal food, so why could Cheng Yan still enjoy eating the biological weapons made by someone?

Guo Beng used to be a non-believer. Although he vomited the first time he ate the porridge brought back by Cheng Yan at the Ta'er Sword Forge, later when he faced Ying's expectant eyes, he couldn't bear it and hesitantly tasted the thing called "rice ball" on the plate again.

Not spitting it out on the spot was his last act of kindness towards Ying.

That time, his face was blue until he left the castle tower.

But Cheng Yan, who was with him, was able to chat and laugh with Ying after he finished all the things on the table whose raw materials could not be identified.

He even praised her cooking skills.

The collapse of the country is truly unbearable. If Cheng Yan hadn't been so rude as to say those words praising Ying, perhaps he wouldn't have to endure torture every few days.

As he embarked on the road to death, Guo Beng felt extremely heavy-hearted.

The incident at the Tadashi Swordsmith ended with Nagamasa being punished, and Niwa and Katsuragi opened a new swordsmith together. It was smaller in scale, but more comfortable.

After talking everything out with Ying in the castle tower, it seemed that his identity as neither human nor object was not as unacceptable to the world as he had originally imagined.

As the ruler of Inazuma, Ying acknowledged his existence, and Niwa and the others no longer had to worry about this secret.

Guo Beng still remembers what Cheng Yan said to him that day.

He said that he was unique in this world.

He said he could live the way he liked best.

And Ying's attitude towards him gradually softened the strong wall in Guo Beng's heart.

Just like an ordinary family member, he would take the initiative to care about Guo Beng's health and cook for him. Although the food had the risk of being poisonous to death, Guo Beng could truly feel the change in Ying's attitude towards him.

This kind of life was something he had never imagined even in his dreams, but now it was actually happening to him.

All this is because of the appearance of Cheng Yan.

"Hey, Bengzi, try this, it's delicious."

The gentle memories in her heart were immediately shattered by an unknown object that Cheng Yan put into her bowl.

Guo Beng's face was about to fall, but when he looked up, he met the focused and expectant gaze of Ying beside him.

"This is Tamagoyaki, a new dish I learned."

Guo Beng really wanted to curl his lips and smile so that Ying would know that he really didn't want to accept her kindness.

Thanks to Cheng Yan's praise, Ying has become extremely confident in her cooking skills. She keeps learning new dishes even though her level is already terrible. But no matter what the ingredients are, the taste of these dishes is the same.

It's just as horrible, to the point where you'll have nightmares after eating it.

Guo Beng picked up the chopsticks with trembling hands, and glared at Cheng Yan who was eating heartily beside him.

When I go back today, no matter what method I use, I must force Cheng Yan to swear that he will never praise Ying’s cooking again!

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Fontaine.

The man, dressed neatly in a suit, was holding a thick stack of documents in his hands.

I came to a car that seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.

"This is the letter that the judge wants to send. Make sure you read the country you want to send it to and don't make any mistakes."

The person who received the letters responded, sorted dozens of letters into categories and placed them in the car, making sure it was locked before leaving.

The air in the water country is filled with moisture, and the only sounds on the roads are those of carriages and horses.