"Mizuno-kun, you're here?" Seeing Mizuno walk into the kitchen, Erina smiled.
Because he had been delayed by the agent on the way, it was quite late when Mizuno arrived at the restaurant. Erina and Haibu Sha were already busy.
"Sorry, I'm a little late today."
Mizuno nodded apologetically and quickly went upstairs to change his clothes. This was the first time he was late. Well, taking a day off did not count.
"I should be the one apologizing."
Erina picked up a piece of barbecued pork and quickly cut it into several equal parts. "You just came back from Yamanashi and you're already here to help. You don't have any spare time for Mizuno-kun."
As they were chatting, another customer came to order food.
The business in the restaurant was even better than before.
As soon as Mizuno walked into the back, he saw Haibu Sha working like a hardworking bee. She washed the vegetables here and there, cooking the dishes there and stirring the tri-colored meatballs "improved" by Mizuno without stopping.
"Mizuno-kun …" Seeing Mizuno coming, Haibu Sha looked like she had been saved. "I can't make these tri-colored meatballs well."
She lowered her head and continued, "They don't taste like Mizuno-kun's. Mom didn't make them either. Everyone else's taste is just average."
Mizuno did not know whether to laugh or cry. How could the tri-colored meatballs that were created through cheating be so easy to learn? It was normal that they could not learn it.
"Actually, it's pretty good. It's just that I've made them many times and got used to it."
Mizuno picked up a meatball and chewed it for a while. It really did not taste like his. "Let me do the small chores and make the meatballs."
Haibu Restaurant's meatballs had become famous. Even if they were not the tri-colored meatballs made by Mizuno, they would still be accepted by the market. After all, it was Island Nation -style meatballs. Anyone with the heart could make it well. It was a typical example of easy to learn but hard to master. However, if one wanted to reach a high level like in the anime, one needed to work hard and be talented.
Mizuno did not work hard, had no talent, and cheated.
Taking over Haibu Sha's work, Mizuno washed the vegetables sent from the market by hand.
The transportation of food ingredients in Adachi District had also returned to normal. There was no need to specially spend effort to buy food from other districts or Kusaka City. Finally, there were a few office workers among the diners, except for the police. For ordinary people, it was enough to panic for a while. In the face of the pressure of survival, they had to give in sooner or later. Hiroshima and Nagashima were still very popular, unless there was a long-term destruction like the Fukushima accident.
The police were now regular customers of the restaurant. What attracted people's attention were the three monks at the table.
Judging from their clothes and the wine they drank, they should be three serious monks.
"Your extra porcupine meat udon noodles …" Mizuno took the food they ordered and listened to the conversation of the three as if nothing had happened.
"These two days are really tiring."
"My back hurts. It's too hard to hold so many religious ceremonies. Every day, I have to fish out a few corpses from Mao Changchuan …"
"The worse ones are the ones on both sides of Motian District and Arakawa. I heard that there are continuous religious ceremonies to release souls."
"Sure enough, it's that …" A monk looked around and said in a low voice, "The government is really worried about the evil spirits, so they fished out the skeletons of the former drowned people."
"Don't talk nonsense. It's quite scary. These days, I have been to several temples and shrines to pray to the gods."
The government was indeed worried about the evil spirits, and it was the kind of frightening.
A unique "military exercise" was broadcast live in the Council Hall in Chiyoda District. Although they were worried that the several tree men at the foot of Mount Fuji would cause some serious damage, several big shots in the cabinet simply showed the scene directly to the people in the Council Hall.
With such a direct observation, these people definitely wouldn't hold on to their wishful thinking anymore.
This was not just an unlucky thing that happened in Dongjing. It would happen everywhere irregularly. If they did not care about it now, they would be the unlucky ones in the future. Sure enough, as soon as the live broadcast of Yamanashi District appeared, the atmosphere in the Council Hall instantly became silent. There was no need for the cabinet to lie to these important people. They could find out what had happened with a phone call. It was not worth playing tricks.
Several important people in Yamanashi District were so scared that they almost had a heart attack. Not only the ordinary residents of Yamanashi District depended on the tourism of Mount Fuji to make a living, but these local upper-class people in Yamanashi District all owned real estate and land around Mount Fuji. If such a disturbance caused the land price of Mount Fuji to drop, their assets would shrink greatly.
Not to mention that the Island nation practiced financial power politics. These local governors and county councilors were all connected to the local consortiums. Capital was the most sensitive thing. They naturally hated the chaotic market unless there was a high return by taking risks.
Yamanashi District, Narasawa Village.
The outside of Yutaro's homestay had been completely surrounded. It was not taken over by the local police, but by the Self-Defense Forces. Apart from that, there were also US soldiers with white and black skin. When the locals saw these US soldiers, they consciously lowered their heads and walked away.
Although they occasionally spoke tough words, everyone was very afraid of these gum-chewing animals. The rape cases that broke out in Okinawa from time to time were no longer in the news, and the villagers of Ming Ze Village did not dare to go up there and get themselves in trouble. Even though everyone was extremely curious about the previous explosion, compared to curiosity, their lives were more important. Their lives were more important.
"Two people survived in Lu Qi's convoy, and two died. There was also an unconscious old man at the scene. He was identified as the owner of the homestay. He is currently receiving treatment, and his life is not in danger."
"Okay, it's done."
Martinez crossed his arms and watched as a team of engineers carefully approached the tree man's body.
Be it the US soldiers or the Island nation, they could not help but lower their heads when they saw Martinez, especially the lowly Island nation. Martinez was the current commander of the US army stationed in the island nation. When the war had just ended, he was the real emperor, shogunate, and public servant.
The Island nation searched for a long time, but they could not find anyone who dared to explore the tree man's body. Martinez had no choice but to find a team of engineers from the Marine Corps stationed in the island nation.
Although the navy, land, and air forces occupied the majority of the garrison, could they send the air force and navy?
How could the Marine Corps be compared to the first-class and second-class people? Who else but the stupid Ma Run could do this?
Holding a weapon that could only serve as a psychological comfort, a few engineers approached the tree man. The captain took a deep breath and imagined himself as a paratrooper who fought against aliens. He was a hero who sacrificed himself for the great cause of mankind.
He slowly touched the tree man's body with his glove.
Pfft!
The Treant's body suddenly opened to both sides like a cabinet, and the steaming red smoke slowly rose and quickly dissipated.
The red smoke was blood!
“FK！”
A corpse.
A corpse was lying in the tree man's body.
A corpse that was corroded by the tree man looked at the sky silently with his eyes wide open.
His flesh and blood were intertwined with the tree fibers. The blood in the wounds on his body had long dried up. He seemed to be unable to believe what he saw before he died.