Chapter 158 halberd eater

Recently, a legend has spread in the circle of cooks.

An invitation to eat a halberd from a demon.

According to the revelations of some chefs involved.

It is said that at midnight, a pitch-black evil spirit would knock on the door of the person who received the invitation to eat the halberd.

Have a halberd eating with the challenged that does not belong to the world.

After eating the food made by evil spirits, the spirit and energy will also be taken away by him.

As if in a dream, waking up and forgetting what happened during the specific game.

But it didn’t take long for someone to come to them with a contract of eating halberds and ask them to fulfill the contract.

In a daze, from the chef and the boss, to a part-time worker.

It made many cooks shudder.

I was afraid that the next person to receive the invitation from the evil ghost would be me.

People call the evil ghost who eats the halberd constantly – the ghost that eats the halberd.

…

Tao Tian Xiandou, male, 33 years old.

Professional cook, studied at Togetsu College of Cooking Paradise.

Although he had to drop out of school in the second year of high school because of his defeat and the same period.

After returning home, he inherited the small restaurant at home. With the cooking skills he learned at Totsuki College, he defeated the chefs who were related to his father’s generation, and successfully merged their shop into his own name.

Became the owner and chef.

It is also well known locally.

He received a black letter in the mailbox at the door of his house.

[Tomorrow night at twelve o’clock, I will come to visit and discuss cooking skills with your Excellency.

Win or lose, the results will not be communicated to others.

Please be prepared to eat the halberd.

– An ordinary and studious cook. ]

Momota Kento looked at the black letter in his hand, his face full of horror.

why…

Will the legendary halberd eater find him? !

He’s just an ordinary little boss and little chef!

Not a particularly famous guy.

He quickly contacted the cook he knew.

Get news from their mouths.

“That halberd-eating ghost… It is said that he looks like a young man…”

“But no one remembers what he really looked like.”

“Don’t…don’t eat his cooking.”

“After several cooks have eaten each other’s cooking, they left home the next day.”

“The level of vegetarian meals in temples has improved.”

Momota Kento:…

Isn’t this… not useful news at all?

With that in mind, he started researching his own must-have recipe.

absolute! Will not lose to inexplicable guys!

…

After finishing the day’s business, watching the employees in the store leave one by one, Momota Kento put up the closing sign and closed the door of the restaurant.

Sitting alone in the restaurant, his eyes were fixed on the door.

Every now and then, look up at the clock on the wall.

When twelve o’clock came, the door was knocked on time.

“Dong-dong-dong”

“Go forward.” Momota Xianto sat upright and said in a low tone.

The door was pulled open from the outside.

Not the one he imagined.

but three.

The first person to enter the restaurant was a young boy who looked young.

The black hair was slightly curled, the right eye was bandaged, revealing a kite-colored left eye, and there was some round baby fat on the white face.

He was wearing a black suit with a black coat over his shoulders.

“Good evening, Mr. Momota.” He greeted with a friendly look.

The two men behind him also nodded amicably.

Among them, the man with blond hair and black skin was still carrying a large bag of ingredients in his hand.

Momota Kento looked up and down the three.

The kid who took the lead looked too young, and he looked like a young master who didn’t touch the spring water with his ten fingers. The legendary ghost eating halberd could not be that guy.

The two men behind him…

The blond, black-skinned smiling and carrying the ingredients looked like a good guy, suitable for a waiter in a restaurant.

Therefore, the legendary ghost eating halberd… is undoubtedly…

Momota Kento stared at the man with black hair and hyacinth eyes.

“The halberd-eating ghost who has been making a lot of noise recently is you.” He said solemnly.

Lu Chuanwu, the people who eat melons: Huh?

“This… you may have misunderstood.” He said softly and smiled helplessly.

“It’s not you, could it be that kid? I will never believe it!” Momota Xianto slapped the table and pointed at the black-clothed boy who had already sat down beside him.

Tsushima Shuji raised his head innocently.

What does this have to do with innocent me?

“What to say about the opponent…” Tsushima Shuji raised his hand silently.

“It’s him.” He gestured to Amuro Toru with his eyes.

“We’re just spectators…” Tsushima Shuji motioned for Midorikawa to sit down with him.

“Ah, your opponent is me.” Toru Amuro said as he rolled his sleeve to his arm.

“You?” Momota Xianto looked suspicious.

With such a restless face, is it a guy who is quite famous for his cooking skills?

and…

“So the ghost that eats the halberd is not a real ghost.” He looked at Amuro and said.

“Just a human little white face.” He breathed a sigh of relief, his tone disdainful.

As such, he’s not afraid.

“Tou-jun is not a little white face, a little white face should be like me, right?” Tsushima Shuji raised his hand to retort, pointing proudly at his face.

“Too Jun can only be a little black face.” He said righteously.

Momota Kento:…

Toru Amuro: …I really thank you.

He will be in this situation, who is all thanks to him! !

Not some wayward brat!

Since returning from Nagato’s house, he said that it was to organize and expand new business, and arranged for him to eat halberd one after another.

Although the selection is all about the strength level he can win.

but…

Don’t think that I don’t know you guy is getting revenge.

Amuro rolled his eyes inwardly.

They choose cooks with average strength, who have a few small shops or not-so-small restaurants under their name, and then pretend to send invitations to others.

The time chosen is to let the other party fight alone, and to take advantage of the good-faced characters of these people.

Win or lose, it won’t be made public, which is great.

“It’s not too late, let’s start quickly.” Momota Kento urged.

“I’m still in a hurry to go back to sleep.” He said confidently.

“Since that’s the case… I have no choice but to offend me.” Amuro said in the same confident tone.

Arrange the ingredients on the table one by one.

The two of them have a table each and stand face to face.

“Are these your ingredients?” Momota Xianto looked at the ingredients on the other side’s table.

Tofu, fish, kelp…

Plain food.

He proudly took out a piece of meat from under the table.

“This is the Grade 3A beef I specially prepared for this meal.”

“And…” He took out a bottle of sauce.

“The Momota Family’s Secret Sauce.”

“Plus other secret ingredients I’ve prepared.”

“With your ordinary ingredients, it’s impossible to beat me.” He smiled confidently.

Amuro touched his chin and looked at the other’s ingredients, and then at his own.

“My tofu and fish are also carefully selected.” He said calmly and confidently.

“Hmph, let me teach you the insurmountable gap between ingredients.” Momota Xianto sneered.

“Then… let’s sign this contract first.” Tsushima Shuji handed the contract of the halberd-eating treaty to him.

“If you lose, the ownership of Momota Restaurant will belong to us. If we lose…” Shuji Tsushima stretched out his finger and pointed to one of the clauses in the contract.

“Three billion yen or… other restaurants around you.”

“It’s all yours.” The black-haired boy said with a smile.

Momota Kento’s Adam’s apple rolled.

“Really? Whatever I choose?” His tone was pleasantly surprised.

“what.”

“Of course.” Tsushima Shuji answered his question without hesitation, with a gentle smile.

The kite-colored eyes stared indifferently at the man who seemed to be jumping with excitement.

The premise is…you can win.

This game has only one ending.