Qian Chen had just finished cooking, and his fair little hand, holding a handkerchief and stretched it out to wipe away the sweat beads that were not on his forehead.

Qian Chen immediately looked to the side with a dark face.

“Master~”

Asuna was looking at him with a flattering look on her face. What Qian Chen couldn't stand the most was her pitiful little look like a puppy.

Qian Chen's lips moved, and then deliberately pretended not to look at her, but looked at the excess fried pork ribs after the plate was completed.

"It's really a headache to do it too much. It would be great if someone could help me solve it."

After leaving this sentence, Qian Chen turned around and took the dining plate out of the kitchen.

Asuna looked at the fried pork ribs that Qian Chen had not brought away, and her eyes almost narrowed into a slit when she smiled.

She picked up a piece of fried golden pork ribs, constantly releasing the garlic-flavored ribs outwards, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

"Is Master the legendary stingy? Oh~ she's so cute."

If Qian Chen knew that Asuna actually commented on him like this, he would definitely give her some color and let her know what the chef's majesty is sacred and inviolable.

But when Qian Chen came out of the kitchen, he happened to see Tony touching the strawberry Fregg he placed outside, and his face turned dark immediately.

"What are you doing?"

Tony was about to pick up a piece of cake and put it in his mouth when he heard the sound, he quickly turned his head and immediately found that Qian Chen looked at him with a cold face.

Tony suddenly smiled awkwardly.

It is really not a glorious thing to be caught and eaten on the spot.

"Boss, can you..."

Tony said to Qian Chen with a flattering smile, but he was interrupted by Qian Chen without saying anything.

"I don't care whether you are the great devil who destroyed the world, the richest man in the world, or an ordinary high school student.

In this alien restaurant, you can only eat what I give you. If I don’t give it, you can’t snatch it.

Do you understand?"

Qian Chen's eyes were extremely sharp. Although his voice was not loud, it spread throughout every corner of the restaurant.

The whole restaurant seemed to press the mute button and suddenly became quiet.

Qian Chen looked around the restaurant like a king was scanning the territory, and everyone avoided his sight.

Only then did they remember Qian Chen's fear of controlling his taste buds.

After a while, there was a sound in the restaurant, but everyone couldn't help but lower the volume when talking.

As for Tony, he happened to hit Qian Chen and was regarded as a killer chicken to warn the poor chicken, and he had nothing.

So it is not that easy to be a dog licking, and the probability of having everything is far lower than having nothing.

But it is obvious that there are also people who are unhappy with Qian Chen's approach, such as a certain golden retriever.

"What? We look arrogant and arrogant. At worst, we will never come again."

Yinglili's eyes showed a hint of contempt and disdain.

Even if she doesn't say it, Shiha Kanoki and Kei Kato know who she is talking about.

However, Shiyu Xiazhiqiu admires his domineeringness very much, so men should be stronger. Unfortunately, the men who appear beside her are like An Yilun, who is as lustful as a fat man, but she has a lust but not a courageous person, but she doesn't know that this will only make Shiyu even more despise.

And Kei Kato even stated in a light voice without any tone.

"Eingriri said that, but she is still very honest. After a while, you will forget what happened just now, then pick up the dessert on the table and start tasting it, and sigh with a 'real fragrance'."

Yingliri looked at her in shock, her eyes as if she was saying, "Clam? Are we not partners? You actually spoke to him?"

But Kato Kei seemed to be able to read minds, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips and said to her.

"No~"

By the way, Kato Ei also signaled her directly with her eyes.

Yingliri followed her gaze and looked over, and happened to see Shiyu's delicate face.

Seeing their eyes, Shi Yu raised her head with confusion.

"Huh? What's wrong? Why are you looking at me? Is there anything dirty on my face?"

"No, there's nothing, I'm just kidding Eriri."

Kato Eki was dealing with Shiyu like this, but there was no smile in his eyes when he looked at Eriri.

Yingliri pouted, and she understood what the other person said.

Indeed, as long as someone does not quit, they will never be friends or partners in their entire lives...

On the other hand, when Qian Chen brought the fried pork ribs in front of Ainz, Ainz started his daily activities again, fighting wits and courage with the air.

‘What did he mean just now? Is it a threat? Is it a warning? Or is there any other meaning?’

When he looked at the dishes on the dining plate, the red light in his eyes became even more intense.

'This is fried pork ribs!? Why is it ribs? Are you sarcasticating me? Or is it warning me that I am a dish in his hand and can cook me at any time?'

So when people are old and have no one to accompany them, they are easy to think randomly. Start with me to care for empty-nest elderly people.

"Golden ribs, please taste them."

Qian Chen made a 'please' gesture and then asked again.

"Does the guest need a knife or a fork or chopstick?"

Unexpectedly, Qian Chen's casual words were like an atomic bomb detonating in Ainz's heart.

‘What does he mean!? Are he testing me?

My current image should be a Western fantasy skeleton wizard or lich. Logically speaking, he should have given me a pair of knife and fork, but he asked me if I wanted chopsticks.

Could it be that my soul is the Japanese secret that has been seen through!?’

Ainz came to a terrible conclusion in his heart.

He held back the idea of ​​attacking, raised his bone palms, and said in a hoarse, low and majestic voice.

"No."

However, use two sharp finger bones to twist a piece of rib and put it in front of you to look at it.

There is a very common problem with fried pork ribs. When the surface is fried golden, if the heat is not well controlled, it is easy to fry the minced garlic on the surface.

However, Qian Chen, who has the talent of "temperature control", has a perfect appearance.

The surface of the ribs showed a golden color under the light. Small minced garlic was wrapped in the translucent face, like pearl particles in fine sand, crystal clear.

‘The quality is quite good, much more perfect than the so-called "Tempura God" that the company boss had treated to the restaurant that time, and it was like casting magic.

And the aroma of garlic mixed with oil is really intoxicating...'

Suddenly a red lightning flashed in Ainz's eyes.

‘Wait! I have obviously lost my sense of smell, why do I still smell it?

What is this principle? An illusion or a curse?
Chapter completed!