Two-dimensional Life Starting from Fuyuki City/the World's First Master Huang Man Wants to Be G

In front of outsiders, Erina naturally wanted to maintain her image as a goddess, she said nothing to Mo Yi, and the atmosphere turned cold again.

"Dumplings tonight—"

Mo Yi smiled calmly and said:

"I'm going to prepare now."

After that, he slipped into the kitchen as if nothing had happened.

Rin Tohsaka thought that he could see the plot of Shura field, so that everyone present could see Mo Yi's light-hearted eyes, but he didn't expect that everyone present was so unreliable, and no one launched a declaration of war. accurate.

"Yi, let me help you!"

Matou Ying, the daily chef of Wei Gong's family, stood up and followed Mo Yi.

Tohsaka Rin: "..."

Do not!

Why are you so skillful, Sakura?How many times have you cooked at Emiya's house, mouth teeth!

"My Oni sauce really makes me, a younger sister, worry—"

Seeing the purple-haired passer-by heroine who I have never paid attention to so naturally followed, my sister Jiang must not be able to bear it. How dare a mere passer-by heroine be so arrogant?

Erina sighed and said:

"I'll go take a look."

After all, he followed and slipped up.

hum-

This Goddess wants to do a wave of God's operations that reappeared yesterday, and make dumplings with Mo Yi to awaken the memory of the other party and herself, and remind the other party of her goodness. Although there are some deviations in the plan, everything is still under control .

Elijah: "..."

Isn't this my home?

Why are they acting more casual than my master? This is not okay. It's time for you to understand whose territory this is.

So, after Ilya also said something on the scene, she ran to the kitchen to help.

"I don't think it's a good habit to sit there and wait for dinner. Why don't we help out in the wild?"

Rin Tohsaka and the seemingly calm Xuemiao looked at each other, and finally couldn't help but say something.

Xuemiao nodded and said, "Well——"

So, the two also rushed to the kitchen of Wei Gong's house.

"Is this really all right, master?"

Karna, who understands people's hearts, once again looked at Shredded Raki who was drinking sake calmly, and complained:

"Those heroic spirits also followed, what if there is a fight?"

Shredded rake poured out the sake in his hand, looked in the direction of the kitchen, and said with a rare smile:

"They're all good boys—"

"Besides, isn't Mo Yi here?"

Karna: "..."

Well, what you said made sense. At this time, Little Sun finally remembered the memory of his half-brother Zhou Heiya being punched and rubbed on the ground by Grandpa Mo Yi.

Why are you worrying so much?

Why don't you think about how to play a father-son game with Zhou Heiya in this Holy Grail War before the boss Mo Yi makes a move, so that the other party understands that the non-chiefs also have a counterattack one day, don't think that your father is the emperor Indra. You can do whatever you want, in this age of mysterious retreat, I, Karna, don't believe that there is still someone to help you out!

Don't forget, we have Molai Buddha on our side, don't say your father is Indra, even if you call Penguin father to come, it's useless.

—————The dividing line of the kitchen————

Looking at the girls and heroic spirits of various hair colors crowded in the kitchen, at this moment, the hero Wei Gong finally understood that Grandpa Mo Yi would pay for the various upgrades and expansions of the kitchen a few years ago. , it must not be able to accommodate so many people.

As expected of the big brother Mo Yi, many years ago, he might have used his strategic vision to see through the world and anticipated today's events, so he spent so much money to expand Wei Gong's house, otherwise how could he accommodate so many people in the future?

"Master Shirou, are you envious?"

Just when Wei Gong was sighing, a gentle voice came from behind him, which made Wei Gong stiff.

If you answer it, you will really die!

Emiya Shirou subconsciously had such a premonition.

"how come?"

Wei Gong hero Shun Jiang changed the expression on his stiff face back to his daily expression, turned around to look at Medea, held her hand with his hand, and said with a warm smile:

"It's not good to be too lively. I really like to cook quietly with Medea."

"Master Shirou—"

Feeling the sincerity in Emiya's eyes, Medea's content melted again, and she held Emiya's hand as if there was no one else, and said gently:

"I also like cooking with you the most."