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The atmosphere at the scene also became lively with the performances of Du Mao Wang and Mo Zai.

At this time, Mo Yi also quietly looked at Yi Liya, and Yi Liya, like a prophet, also quietly showed a cute smile at Grandpa Mo Yi o(*￣︶￣*)o.

——————The dividing line of Zhenxiang—————

As time went by, the atmosphere in Emiya's house became more and more heated.

Especially those who have never eaten food from Wei Gong's family, when they eat it for the first time, they often look like they can't believe it, and then gobble it up.

"Cut~~"

Wang Jiang is very disdainful of other people's Yan Yi performances. It's just a meal. Why don't you be so exaggerated, you are also heroic spirits who have made countless achievements, don't you want to be so ashamed!

Tell me quickly, how much did the Emiya family pay for you to act?

Wang Jiang is Wang Jiang. He was captured first, but now he still wants me to cooperate with you and eat these cheap foods?

Even if I, Cu Chulainn, starved to death, I would never eat a bite of these things if I jumped from here!

He really wanted to say something, but after being glared at by Scarha next to him, Wang Jiang remembered that the swollen cheeks just slapped by Scarha had not disappeared, and finally persuaded himself that I, Cu Chulainn, would just take a bite. For the sake of the tutor, it wasn't because he was afraid of being beaten by the other party.

So, the chopsticks in Wang Jiang's hand turned into a gun, skewered a dumpling, put it in his mouth, and bit it down with disdain.

And then there's-

"It smells so good——"

Wang Jiang's eyes were wide open, and she looked at the dumplings floating in the bowl in disbelief. She took another dumpling and put it in her mouth, biting it, and said with a sigh:

"I've never eaten something so delicious, red guy, what's this called?"

Subconsciously, when Wang Jiang chooses to ask people, he still asks the red A who has loved and killed countless times in countless parallel worlds.

"What's the noise?"

Scathach looked at Cu Chulainn sternly, and said:

"There was a lot of noise during the meal, I don't remember teaching you such table manners, my disciple!"

Wang Sauce: "..."

Wang Jiang is very wronged, master, you have never taught me the so-called table manners, as soldiers, we think that when we ate, we didn't gather together, sip meat, sip wine, talk freely, and laugh whenever we want look like?

Where am I doing wrong?

If it's not that I can't beat you now, I will definitely send you back to the land of shadows to eat soil.

"Humph--"

Sister Jiang ate a dumpling, chewed with her eyes closed, opened her eyes, and commented in a convincing tone:

"Dumpling wrappers, meat fillings, and heat are all mediocre, and they are about the average level of a top ten in Yuanyue Academy."

"The only thing worthy of praise is that it is condensed in the dumplings and belongs to the emotion of the cook."

It is very Erina to want to promote before suppressing.

Mother C must not be able to bear to hear others comment on her husband's cooking in such a condescending tone.

However, before she had an attack, she was stopped by Emiya Daxia with a satisfied smile on her face. This was the first time he received a positive evaluation from Erina.

He was once dominated by Erina, and every time he was easily pointed out by the other party a lot of shortcomings, which once made the hero Emiya wonder whether he had no talent to be a chef.

However, the obsession with ideals in his heart and the desire to become the most righteous chef in the world made him persevere. Every time the other party raised a shortcoming, he would train silently in his spare time to correct that shortcoming.

Unknowingly, several years have passed, and his continuous efforts have finally been affirmed.

Doesn't the so-called mediocrity mean that there are no shortcomings?Relatively perfect?

The word mediocre is originally a rather commendatory word.

Coupled with the other party's affirmation of his heart at the end, Wei Gong felt that this was the happiest night for him in the past few years.

His level of happiness was no less than that of having to heal Medea that night.

At this moment, the hero Wei Gong, who had never known what tears were, suddenly had the urge to cry.

"Jingle Bell--"

Suddenly, there were bursts of doorbells ringing outside the door.

"It's so late, who is it?"

Irisviel looked at the shredded rake beside her in puzzlement, and asked for his opinion.

"Could it be Illya's homeroom teacher, Fujimura Taiga?"

Shredded rake: "···"

Irisviel, I really don't know how to answer your words!

Shredded Rake shook his head helplessly and said:

"I don't know about it. Over the years, I have rarely been at home."

In the end, I could only ask Illya for help, and asked:

"Illya, do you know who would visit so late?"