Why is the Demon King like this?

Shinbata Yui's words gave Ao Keisuke a lot of inspiration, but he still needed to conduct further tests to find out the true nature of these phantoms.

Of course, Keisuke Ao is never bothered by things that are already in the works.

If you don't overthink the girl's inner thoughts or delve too deeply into her strange behavior, having a meal with her can be a delightful experience.

The foie gras, grilled with a special sauce and garnished with seasonal vegetables, served with a flavorful fruit jelly and medium-rare tender ribs. The Demon King began to enjoy this meal with complete concentration.

Speaking solely of taste, these renowned chefs who have exhausted all their research are all monsters when it comes to flavor!

Never follow the rules, never cling to tradition. If there is a special ingredient, we will experiment to find the perfect ratio, and then launch an imaginative work.

This is Taotie, monsters who crave flavor, and even manage to infuse their cuisine with a rare kind of spirituality.

If China's cuisine is the culmination of thousands of years of history, then these restaurants that are popular all over the world are like wildly growing giant trees, each full of passion and fighting spirit, bearing abundant fruit.

And now, Aoki Keisuke is eating these fruits one bite at a time.

"tasty!"

There was no wine served; instead, lemon sparkling water was poured into the stemmed glass.

Previously, Shinbata Yui thought that Ao Keisuke was up to something again, so she quickly followed him after receiving the news, partly out of curiosity and partly to cover for him.

It now appears that Keisuke Ao really just came from another region for a meal.

This heartfelt joy is genuine.

She was captivated by Aokiji's composed and dignified demeanor, which was untrained yet pleasing to the eye, even to someone like her who had received etiquette training since childhood.

His eyebrows were thick and straight, his eyes were deep and profound, his nose was high and straight and his lips were thin and distinct. His features were sculpted as if they were flawless.

No wonder she was so attractive to me!

With a face like that, what beauty enthusiast could resist?

"Qinggui-kun, what are your plans after you finish eating?"

"Not at the moment."

"How about we go for a walk in Tokyo Bay later?"

Aokiji drank the last mouthful of water, tapped the rim of the cup with his finger, and rubbed his fingertip.

"Sure, a walk will help with digestion."

I don't know why, but I always feel that when I'm facing Yui Kamabatake, my attitude becomes uncontrollably harsh and severe, and even my speech becomes less gentle.

This must be because of the blissful smile on Yui Kamabata's face that makes people involuntarily envious.

Just being scolded makes them wag their tails like a puppy being petted, begging in a childish voice to continue.

That's so weird!

We took a car directly from the restaurant, drove around the coastline, crossed the Rainbow Bridge, and finally got off at Odaiba Park.

A giant Ferris wheel, 115 meters tall, slowly rotates in the night sky, while the Rainbow Bridge shines brightly in the distance.

The park was bustling with people, all laughing and chatting.

With his feet firmly planted on the artificial island's ground, Keisuke looked towards another corner, pointing to a sculpture with lights at its feet, and laughed, "Miss Kamibata, why do you think Japan would erect the Statue of Liberty from the Americas in the center of Tokyo? Do they think they're not ridiculous enough already?"

"..."

As a pure-blooded Japanese, Yui Kamabata didn't know how to answer this question.

Although she did not receive the kind of deception education aimed at the general public, it is still a sensitive issue.

Being weak is not shameful, but it is laughable to grovel and fawn over one's enemies.

This must be a humiliation that even she could only feel disgust and discomfort from.

"If one day their speaker wanted to use Japan as a tool, throw it into a fire, and use the lives of hundreds of millions of people as bargaining chips, what would the Japanese do?"

"Qinggui-kun! Why are you saying such cold things?"

With a half-smile, Aokiji walked into the park first, hands behind his back, without answering the question.

I just found it ridiculous and boring.

Aside from the tool itself, who would think it's necessary to invest too much emotion in a tool?

A cool breeze was blowing in the park. The two walked onto the glass walkway, overlooking the scenery of the park, and followed the walkway to the beach.

The tall buildings on the opposite shore cast colorful lights onto the sea, yachts sailed on the flat water, and young and beautiful girls played games on the decks.

"How do the mystical powers of Japan compare to those of the rest of the world, Miss Kamibata?"

"Generally speaking..."

Shinbata Yui pondered how to salvage the reputation of her god: "The mystical power of each place often relies on the protection of the gods, so this kind of comparison is not very meaningful. No matter who it is, they will become weaker when they go to someone else's territory."

"Ah..." Qing Guijie responded, "God, that sounds truly amazing."

There was no respect in his words. From birth to now, Yui Kamabata had never seen such a faithless person!

But the emotion in Aoki Keisuke's eyes at this moment was so chilling.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they were furious and disgusted!

I don't understand at all why this is happening. Is it because I'm speaking up for the gods I worship?

Is Qinggui really this domineering?!

su...suki!

Shinbata Yui's eyes lit up with love, and she secretly reached out to hold Ao Keisuke's hand.

"Qinggui-kun, let me... see just how amazing you really are!"

"Um?"

Keisuke Ao was stunned for a moment before realizing that he had almost lost his belt.

"etc!"

"Hmm? Over there..." Yui Kamabata leaned close to his ear and whispered, "There's a public restroom over there."

With a pretty face, bright eyes, and full, rosy lips, this young girl uttered such words.

"Or perhaps, over on the coast, behind the rocks."

Aokiji's face turned ashen, and he punched her on the head with a loud "thud".

"what!"

"You idiot, wake up!"

Kamihata Yui, sobbing, squatted on the beach, clutching her head. "It's all Ao Keisuke's fault for suddenly exuding charm, how can I blame myself?"

She looked up, gritted her teeth, hesitated, and finally whispered for his opinion: "One more time?"

Aokiji simply ignored her and started strolling on the beach.

On the beach, there were some half-built sandcastles and scattered footprints. In the distance, a girl in a white dress and a boy were chasing each other along the sea line.

After walking around the beach, Keisuke Ao went to the observation deck and gazed at Tokyo Bay for a while.

"Want to ride the Ferris wheel?" he asked Shinobu Yui, turning around.

The girl, who had just looked sullen, suddenly broke into a bright smile upon hearing this.

"Um!"

(Note: This book is set in a completely parallel world, so please don't overinterpret it [smile], and "toilet" obviously refers to going to the toilet [smile])