Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 204 Normal and delicious food
"Excuse me, guests, your orders have arrived."

“Bomb bibimbap…”

"Small fish mixed with raw eggs..."

“Maple Leaf Tempura…”

"Girl's sweat fried chicken, three servings..."

“Deep-fried tuna eyes…”

"Girl's feet fried chicken, three servings..."

As the three of them were watching the embarrassing video again, the waiter respectfully opened the sliding door and brought the dishes that Jinguji Aoi had just ordered...

"With this appearance and name, I have to ask, are these foods really edible?"

Looking at the dazzling array of "delicacies" on the table, Xia Fan's eyes gradually became filled with horror.

"Don't worry, these are all very common and delicious foods. I am a frequent customer of this restaurant, let me show you how to eat them."

Jinguji Aoi emphasized the words "very common", took the bowl of "bomb bibimbap", picked up the chopsticks, and began to stir it frantically with a pious expression...

Natto, grated yam, raw eggs, seaweed and other things are mixed with hot rice, and then a little wasabi and soy sauce are added, gradually stirring into a large lump of sticky, rich, and stringy "unknown object".

"This 'Bomb Bibimbap' has a silky and chewy texture, very unique. Sir Xia Fan, please try it..."

Then, she placed the bibimbap in front of Xia Fan with an expectant look.

In Xia Fan's opinion, this witch's attitude towards "eating" and "food" seems to be more serious, pious and fanatical than towards gods.

"I can't refuse such a kind offer... Then I will..."

Xia Fan used chopsticks to poke at the vomit-like "bibimbap" in front of him, and actually pulled out long threads that were tougher than rice cakes. For a moment, he didn't know how to eat it.

"You're going to be joining the talent show in a couple of days, and you dare to eat something that makes your throat sticky. You're just an amateur."

Yayoi Tsuki waved her chopsticks and cut off the "unknown object" that was drawing the string, preventing Xia Fan from opening his mouth and biting the bibimbap into his mouth...

"If I have to prepare to sing, then there's nothing I can do. It's a pity that I can't enjoy such a pure and natural delicacy..."

Jinguji Aoi nodded in agreement, twirled her chopsticks deftly, picked out a small ball of bibimbap and swallowed it into her mouth, squinting her eyes in satisfaction.

"Artists may look glamorous on the outside, but behind the scenes they put in a lot of effort that is unknown to the public. It's not that easy to be an artist."

Yayoi Tsuki also followed her example, picked up a piece of bibimbap and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Of course, now that I don't have to sing, I can just fuzz up my voice if I want..."

"Damn, so clingy..."

However, the viscosity of the bibimbap was beyond her imagination, and it stubbornly left a streak of white at the corner of her mouth, which she licked off bit by bit with her pink tongue.

"It does seem to make my throat ache, so I'll just eat something else. These two fried chickens look appetizing, but the names are quite suspicious..."

"Could it be that some special ingredients were really added..."

Xia Fan looked at the two plates of fried chicken nuggets on the table, which were golden and crispy, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

I remember the names of the dishes the waiter announced were: Girl’s Sweat Fried Chicken…

And, fried chicken that smells like girl’s feet.

"These two fried chicken dishes are the signature dishes of this restaurant. I guarantee with my life that they are absolutely delicious."

After Jinguji Aoi seriously recommended it to the two of them, she couldn't wait to pick up a piece, put it in her mouth, and started chewing happily.

"Then, let me try it too..."

Xia Fan also curiously reached out to one of the plates, the name sounded relatively safe "Girl's Sweat Fried Chicken"...

"Uh……"

"what!"

As luck would have it, the backs of their hands touched those of Yayoi Tsuki, who was eyeing the same plate of fried chicken. The electric-shock-like "sense sharing" spread from the touching skin to the whole body like a storm, causing the two to let out a low cry.

"Why don't you eat it yet? Eating it after it gets cold is the greatest disrespect to fried chicken."

Aoi Jinguji looked at the two of them curiously.

"It's okay, I just bumped into my hand by accident..."

Xia Fan pulled his hand back as if nothing had happened, picked up a piece of fried chicken and put it into his mouth...

“This…this smell…this is!!!”

The fried chicken has a slightly salty taste with a hint of sweetness, yet is also wrapped in a unique flavor with a rich milky aroma. It is unique, complex, and very delicious.

Unable to find words to describe it for a moment, Xia Fan subconsciously looked at Jinguji Aoi beside him...

Because she was eating too seriously, a drop of crystal fell from her forehead...

“It smells like sweat!”

Xia Fan came up with the answer instantly.

"correct answer."

“This “Girl’s Sweat Fried Chicken” uses salt to imitate the saltiness of sweat, adds lemon to bring out a little bit of the girl’s body fragrance, and then blends in rich cheese to perfectly restore the taste of girl’s sweat.”

Aoi Jinguji introduced them to the two of them in detail.

"I see, so this 'girl's feet fried chicken' is also seasoned to simulate the taste?"

After swallowing the fried chicken in his mouth, Xia Fan picked up another piece of fried chicken and looked at it carefully.

The surface of the fried chicken was covered with a layer of granular stuff, giving off a slightly fishy smell.

"Yes, this is made of natto and blue cheese, wrapped around the chicken and fried. You can try it."

Aoi Jinguji stuffed a piece of "girl's feet flavored fried chicken" into her mouth and nodded with her cheeks puffed out like a squirrel.

"I see...it smells a bit delicious, but it's surprisingly tasty?!"

Xia Fan also followed her and took a bite. The slightly stinky and salty aroma of natto and blue cheese went very well with the sweet and juicy fried chicken. The eating experience was a bit like the "stinky tofu" of Longguo.

"It is said that the owner of this store was a fanatical fan of a certain idol girl group when he was young."

"His original intention in inventing these two dishes was to allow otakus who have never had close contact with idols in their lives to taste the sweat of the girl idols when they work hard, and the smell of them taking off their shoes after a hard day of dancing, while eating fried chicken."

"Although the inventor's intentions were not right, fried chicken itself is not sinful. It has a unique and delicious taste."

Aoi Jinguji inhaled the fried chicken like a whirlwind while introducing it in detail.

"I see, it's not really the girl's sweat and foot odor that's added in. I was shocked..."

For some reason, Xia Fan felt relieved.

“However, it is unexpected that idols can also be the driving force for culinary innovation.”

Looking at the plain-looking fried chicken in his hand, he suddenly felt the boss, whom he had never met before,'s strong obsession and desire to "get close to his idol".

Although, his definition of "close contact" seems to have some misunderstanding.

"Of course it's impossible to really add those things... What kind of pervert would invent such a perverted dish?"

"Also, you pervert, you must have been thinking of something very rude just now, right?"

When he raised his head, Xia Fan noticed that Yayoi Tsuki was holding her chin up and looking at him with eyes as if he were trash.

"NO, I have not."

It seemed that she had seen through his micro-expression just now and the many random thoughts that flashed through his mind.

(End of this chapter)