Hunter x Hunter: Call Me Master Inventor

Von Clay raised his pinky finger and shook his head with a smile:

"No, that won't do. One serving per person, that's the rule."

"I want fried rice, remember to order it earlier next time!"

Uvogin: "..."

He suddenly realized that decision paralysis might be the most painful disease in the world.

Invention: Plant Modifier

Source: Doraemon World - Future Technology Company.

Effect: Injecting a specific agent into a plant can cause it to flower and bear fruit rapidly, and the fruit contains the designated food.

Each type of food corresponds to a specific modification agent.

This was precisely the gadget that von Clay "invented" in response to Uvogin and Machi's "commission"...

It originated from classic animations in his memory.

Uvogin and Machi were surprised to see this magical potion for the first time, but they were even more shocked by the two voyeurs in the church in the distance.

"Here, this is yours."

Bon Clay handed the newly formed black coconut fruit to Machi.

Click.

Machi gently opened the lid, and the rising steam and the unique aroma of fried rice instantly wafted out.

"Seafood fried rice, please enjoy!"

Von Klay explained.

Machi's eyes were already firmly drawn to the fried rice in the box.

Each grain of rice is coated in golden sauce, evenly mixed with tender yellow egg flowers and bright green scallions...

What's most eye-catching is the abundant seafood garnished throughout—

Bright red shrimp, white fish chunks, curled octopus tentacles, and chewy squid tentacles...

Inside the church screening room, Kuroro, relying on the knowledge he had gained from the videotapes, whispered the names of the seafood:

"Shrimp, fish, octopus, squid..."

With each word read aloud, Paknoda next to her couldn't help but swallow hard.

Compared to the large chunks of meat in Uvogin's hands, this plate of seafood fried rice, with its perfect color, aroma, and taste, seems to have a different kind of appeal to girls.

Machi had already picked up the wooden spoon that came with the box and scooped up a full spoonful...

Rice, egg drop soup, shrimp, and squid tentacles—a perfect combination.

As you put it in your mouth, the fresh aroma of the ocean, the warmth of the rice, and the richness of the sauce instantly blend on your tongue, bringing an unprecedented taste experience.

She was silent for a moment, pondering the matter carefully, and then...

The speed at which the spoon rose and fell increased significantly.

Although his eating manners were more refined than Uvogin's, his efficiency was by no means inferior; a plate of fried rice was visibly decreasing.

"I'm glad you like it~"

Seeing the two men engrossed in their meal, von Clay smiled.

The aroma made him hungry too.

He skillfully picked up a plant growth regulator again, injected it, harvested the plant, and opened the container—all in one smooth motion.

"I won't stand on ceremony either~"

Looking at the steaming, richly sauced braised pork and potato rice bowl in his bowl, von Clay smiled from the bottom of his heart.

One bite, and the familiar taste brought him immense comfort...

"Indeed, the food from home is the most comforting!"

He simply sat down on the ground and joined the group eating dry rice.

For a moment, only the sounds of the three of them eating, chewing, and swallowing remained by the grove, the rich aroma of the food lingering and drifting slowly away on the wind.

until--

"Uvogin...!!!"

A roar, a mixture of surprise, anger, and intense craving, exploded from the other end of the woods.

"Um?"

Uvogin, who was eating meat with his mouth full of oil, looked up when he heard the sound and saw the two familiar figures.

Phinks, whose face was still bruised, and Feitan, carrying a baseball bat and with a fierce look in his eyes.

"So it's you two defeated opponents..."

Uvogin swallowed a mouthful of meat, wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth, and said defiantly:

"What, not enough of getting beaten up? You've come knocking again?"

Finks: "..."

He stared intently at Uvogin, his eyes practically spitting fire.

They had sneaked over following the aroma, hoping to find out what good stuff it was and "borrow" some to try if they had the chance.

Then, at a glance, he saw his nemesis, Uvogin, happily devouring a piece of meat!

Why is it that we get beaten up and are wincing in pain, while you get to eat and drink like this?!

Why do we have to sneak around to fix our broken motorcycles, while you can eat your fill and live a carefree life?!

Jealousy, anger, and the irresistible aroma of meat caused Phinks's reason to evaporate instantly, and he jumped out of control.

"Hand over the food you're holding!!!"

He pointed at Uvogin, or more accurately, at the few remaining pieces of meat in Uvogin's hand, his voice trembling with longing.

"So you wanted to steal the meat, huh?"

Uvogin grinned, revealing a smug, infuriating smile...

"No!"

After saying that, he quickly shoved the last few pieces of meat from the black fruit into his mouth, puffed out his cheeks and chewed hard, the juices spilling from the corners of his mouth.

"You bastard!!!"

Phinks watched helplessly as the last of the delicious food disappeared into Uvogin's mouth, trembling with rage, wishing he could pounce on him and devour him alive.

Seeing Uvogin casually flick the oil off his hands in such a "luxurious" manner made her even more envious.

"Today we'll settle both old and new scores! You're not getting away!"

Finks gritted his teeth and got into a fighting stance.

Feitan, who was standing to the side, didn't say anything, but his gaze had already turned to the fried rice and rice bowls that Bon Clay and Machi hadn't finished eating.

His stomach, rather uncooperatively, let out a soft growl.

"You seemed to have said something similar last time..."

Uvogin finally swallowed the meat and bared his fist at Phinks...

"And what happened? I beat them up and they ran away."

"ha?!"

Phinks's eyebrowless forehead throbbed with veins...

"That's because my motorcycle broke down! I was worried about the bike, that's why you took advantage of me!"

"You're being stubborn, aren't you? Your fists are as soft as if they've withered!"

"You're the weak one! Your whole family is weak!"

The two exchanged foul language, their verbal battle escalated, and it looked like they were about to come to blows again.

"Hey, you two!"

Finally, von Clay couldn't help but roll his eyes and say:

"Didn't you see there are still people eating here?"

"Who are you trying to disgust by saying such nauseating things?"

"whispering sound!"

Upon hearing this, Uvogin politely turned his head away, no longer looking at Phinks, expressing his disdain with the back of his head.

I just ate the meat they treated me to, so I should give them this much face.

"Um?!"

Phinks then shifted his attention away from Uvogin and began to seriously examine von Clay for the first time.

His enhancement-type intuition allowed him to grasp the key point instantly:

"This food...was it you who gave it to them?"

Look at how poor Uvogin and Machi are usually, how could they suddenly be eating such good food?

The root of the problem must lie with this stranger.

"It's me, what's wrong?"

Von Clay raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, it's you! That makes things easier."

Finks twitched his lips, forcing out his signature expression—which he thought was "amiable" but was actually incredibly ferocious—...