Curse back: Gender-swapped cosplayers always meet the real person

Chapter 111 Dark Cuisine

"So, your way of punishing us is to make us eat the food you cooked?"

Gojo Satoru pointed at the pile of delicious dishes on the table and said in disbelief, "Are you angry and confused?"

"Of course not." I moved a chair over, crossed my legs and said, "This is not an ordinary meal."

This is a meal in Wang Wei's poem (no)

In fact, I was inspired by some tricky cooking videos I saw online before.

Cut the ginger into thin strips, mix it with the shredded potatoes, stir-fry, pour soy sauce on it, and serve on a plate.

It is said that the name of this dish is "Minesweeper".

The crucian carp, which has so many bones that it makes you doubt your life, is cut into pieces, mixed with cod pieces that have no bones at all, coated with egg liquid and breadcrumbs, and fried in a pan until golden brown.

The staple food was dumplings, and I made two or three with normal fillings and wrapped them.

The rest are unusual fillings, such as bitter melon and mango filling, garlic dragon fruit filling, strawberry and coriander filling, leek, banana and carrot filling. Wrap them together and cook them in one pot before taking them out.

Finally, a dessert.

I specially bought some super spicy chili peppers, ground them up and put them into the egg tart liquid, and made six chili egg tarts and three normal egg tarts.

"That's it." I finished introducing the dishes with a smile and said, "In order to avoid waste, please eat them all."

Gojo Satoru: “…”

Geto Summer Oil: “…”

Fushiguro Shiori: "Hey... woman, you can't be so vicious, right?"

"Vicious?" I frowned and asked, "I worked so hard to cook so many dishes for you, and you guys don't even give me face?"

Fushiguro pointed at the food in front of him and said, "At least my crime is much less serious than theirs."

"Then you can eat one less egg tart."

"That's it?" Fushiguro Shier continued to bargain: "They participated in two tracking operations, and I only participated in one. So, I should eat half less."

"Is this something honorable?" I asked, "You knew they were going to follow me, but you chose to go along with them. Do you think you are a good person?"

"If you say another word, I'll bring out all the raw food in the kitchen and stuff it into your mouth."

"..." Fushiguro Shigeki stopped talking.

"Damn it! Why should he get to eat one less egg tart?" Gojo Satoru slammed the table and stood up. "Although he didn't go last time, it was almost the same as going! We told him everything we knew!"

I stared at Gojo Satoru for three seconds and said, "Gojo Satoru, give me another egg tart."

Gojo Satoru: “…”

"By the way." I patted Fushiguro Megumi who was sitting opposite them and said, "Megumi, Tsugumi, Nanami and Haibara are all supervisors."

"You must finish your meal without changing your expression," I said. "If they notice you eat something strange, you will be punished to eat an extra dish."

"To be honest," I pointed to the kitchen and said happily, "There are still a lot of raw materials. You won't have to worry about not having enough to eat."

*

Gojo Satoru was the first to pick up the chopsticks. He stretched out his claws like a cat hunting and grabbed... a potato.

He put it in his mouth and chewed it, then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is a potato."

If I eat it this way, I probably won’t be able to finish this plate of fried potatoes with shredded ginger until tomorrow morning.

"Hey, Gojo Satoru, if you want to eat, just eat more."

I pinched my waist in dissatisfaction and pointed at the table with my fingers, saying, "Don't be like a picky child."

Gojo Satoru could only reluctantly pick up a few more potatoes and put them into his mouth.

After taking two bites, he shuddered all over, grabbed his neck, and showed the same painful expression as Jerry who had drunk the poison.

"It tastes terrible." He stuck out his tongue and said with a bitter face, "It's all ginger."

I smiled at him proudly. The ratio of shredded ginger to potatoes is 7:3. Eat it slowly.

Xia Yujie picked up a piece of fried fish, but unfortunately he picked up a piece of fried crucian carp.

He chewed a small bite carefully, then spat out a thorn, then another, then another........

The thin and long thorns are densely packed, making it impossible to guard against them.

"Ah! It got stuck in my mouth," he commented in annoyance, "It's all thorns."

"It's good that it didn't get stuck in your throat." I said with a fake smile, "But I told you in advance that there was crucian carp in it."

If you are even more unscrupulous, I will just mix the fish meat into the rice and fry it and serve it to you, and then see what you will do.

Let you and Gojo Satoru follow me.

Fushiguro Shiji chose to eat the egg tart first.

He looked at the egg tarts, then picked up one of them decisively and said mockingly, "So what if it's a chili egg tart? It's not like I can't eat spicy food."

After taking a big bite, his expression froze and he looked at the egg tart in his hand in shock. The burning pain on the tip of his tongue spread directly to his neck, and then extended along his throat to his entire face.

This is so funny. Given what I know about peppers, would I buy you ordinary peppers?

Even if I love spicy food all year round, this kind of chili pepper will make me turn pale when I put it in my mouth, let alone you.

He gasped for air due to the spiciness, covered his throat and said to Fushiguro Megumi, "Hey, kid, go get me a bottle of ice water."

Unexpectedly, Fushiguro Eri didn't even respond.

Instead, he pointed at his mouth and said to me seriously, "Aunt, his face turned ugly. He must have eaten the chili egg tart. We need to add another dish."

Fushiguro Shiji: “…”

Meagumi implemented my theory that I hate no one but my dad very well. She stared at Fushiguro Shige'er intently the whole time and reported to him for extra food as soon as there was any sign of trouble.

Nanami was mainly looking at Gojo Satoru, and would also pay attention to Geto Suguru. The only person he didn't even look at was Fushiguro Shinobu.

Only Tsu Miki and Haibara Yu were watching the whole place, their eyes scanning the faces of the three people seriously.

"Ah, Gojo-senpai ate some strange dumplings!"

"Gasuru-senpai has spit out another thorn."

"Uncle Fushiguro's second egg tart is super spicy again."

The voices of reports came one after another.

"Okay, I'll go and add a few more dishes for them." I stretched, walked out of the chair and returned to the kitchen.

The raw materials are already prepared, so I just put them in the pot and cook them, which doesn’t waste much time at all.

Just as I was about to take the dishes out, I heard the conversation between Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru.

"It tastes terrible, it tastes terrible!" Gojo Satoru complained, "If it weren't for the fact that her eyes were red, I wouldn't eat it."

"Satoru, stop talking." Xia Youjie said, "If she hears you yelling about her crying, she will give you more food later."

Damn it, I told you I didn’t cry. How can I cry when I didn’t shed a single tear?

I turned around and added another spoonful of salt to Gojo Satoru's dish.

"Ah..." Gojo Satoru sighed, "How did you do that? Apart from the crucian carp, you couldn't tell what you were eating when you ate the rest of the dishes."

"Do you know magic?" he asked, "Or special abilities?"

"Well..." Xia Youjie narrowed his eyes and smiled gently: "Guess?"

I froze in place.

From the angle at the kitchen door, I could only see Geto Suguru's profile.

He half leaned on the new chair I bought, revealing the bun on the back of his head and the slightly upturned corners of his mouth. He calmly agreed with Gojo Satoru and talked about some irrelevant topics.

It was as if he didn't even realize what was happening to him.

"......"

The joy and happiness of successfully punishing them with the dark cuisine disappeared in an instant.

Geto Suguru...Has his sense of taste changed since then?