Crossover Anime: This is an izakaya, but you're treating it like a brothel.

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She held onto Qingye's arm tightly with both hands and refused to let go.

This is hardly a distant relative.

She's clearly a little love rival!

"Alright, Mine, don't cause any trouble for Aoba." Chelsea had experience working in the minister's residence, so she was very adaptable to unfamiliar environments.

She struck a pose like the boss and pulled Mine away.

"Chelsie, you guys should find a place to rest for a while too."

Aoba nodded to her.

The nature of their relationship goes without saying, and Chelsea agreed with a smile.

She had many questions in her mind, but now was clearly not the time to ask Aoba for clarification.

Although this place is roughly the same as theirs, in every respect, the light shining from the ceiling does not resemble oil lamps or candles at all.

Moreover, the girl who was sizing her up was dressed similarly to the royal palace ladies she had seen before.

Not to mention Saitama and the others who came to their aid from the outside.

"Is this Aoba's world?"

At this moment, Chelsea's confusion and bewilderment were no less than Mine's.

Besides, she was actually only a few years older than Kasumigaoka, but she had experienced much more cruelty in that world, which forced her to mature as quickly as possible.

"If you don't mind, please come and sit here."

Kasumigaoka was very friendly towards the two of them, whom Aoba had mentioned as 09's distant relative, and took the initiative to invite them over.

Chelsea paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded. "Thank you."

People who actively extend goodwill are often labeled as having ulterior motives by them.

But here...

That should be normal.

So they sat down with a reluctant Mine.

"Whoo~"

Aoba, having escaped Mine's clutches, breathed a sigh of relief, though with a hint of helplessness.

He doesn't have time to spend with her now.

After everyone had sat down, he walked over to Saitama and the others and asked them what they wanted to eat that evening.

Since Thor isn't here, he'll have to ask him himself.

It's a little troublesome...

"Saitama, we're not having fried noodles today, but would you like a super-sized snack platter?"

Upon hearing this unfortunate news, Saitama's blank face showed disappointment, and his aura vanished by more than half.

"Then whatever."

"I just need to be like Saitama-sensei." Genos looked at Aoba.

Based on the experiments conducted over the past two days, any dish prepared by Manager Aoba will cause changes in the metal content of his body.

This result also caught the doctor's attention.

However, judging from his current changes, it hasn't had a significant effect; at most, it only serves a maintenance function.

The doctor did not provide a more precise answer regarding the evolution that Genos perceived.

The point is to let him accumulate more experience so that we can observe more obvious and definite changes later.

Unlike the two's politeness, Fubuki glanced at the menu on the wall; it was ordinary and completely unremarkable.

He simply asked directly, "Aoba-kun, do you have any recommendations?"

"Today's special dishes are all snacks, and they all taste pretty good," Qingye explained with a smile. "But if you're not worried about the calories, I recommend the steamed dumplings and xiaolongbao."

"Huh? Aren't these two different?"

"It's a little different. Wait a moment and try it."

"Alright then, hey, aren't you two drinking?"

Fubuki gestured with her chin toward Saitama and Genos and asked.

This is a great way to relax after get off work!

"Sorry, drinking will cause problems with my parts," Genos refused expressionlessly.

Saitama glanced at Fubuki.

I don't know this woman at all, but if she's paying...

"I won't drink..."

"My treat."

"Aoba, a dozen beers, please!"

Saitama's rapid transformation left Fubuki speechless.

This guy was definitely waiting for me to say that!

With such strong abilities, how can someone be so stingy?

"okay!"

Aoba walked to the bar, turned around, and smiled.

"Lord Aoba~"

"Do you need my help?"

Watching Aoba busily head towards the kitchen, Chelsea got up and rolled up her sleeves.

"No need for that, you should rest first."

Qingye shook her head and returned to the kitchen.

We can manage things here now, but if Chelsea came to help, who knows what kind of mess she'd make of it.

back kitchen.

Qingye first took the potatoes out of the steamer, and then quickly fried them in oil for about ten seconds.

High oil temperature frying makes the potato shell crispy without causing the potato to absorb too much oil.

After all, for a girl like Kasumigaoka, calorie calculation is ingrained in her bones.

After cooking and adding some simple seasonings, Qingye brought out the crispy potato dish.

"Here, crispy potato."

After he put it down, he walked towards the kitchen.

Kasumigaoka smelled a faint aroma of potatoes and put down her phone.

Whenever I smell Aoba's cooking, it feels like my whole being is healed.

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Before she could even eat, she heard a moderate rumbling sound from the stomach next to her.

"Eh?"

Kasumigaoka turned her head and looked at Mine, who had turned her head away with a haughty expression, leaving only the back of her head visible. A slight smile appeared on her lips.

Her ears turned completely red...

So cute!

"Want to eat?"

She pushed the plate of crispy potato slices slightly towards her.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Mine stared at her even more warily.

“I’m sorry, Mine is a little shy,” Chelsea replied with a smile, her tone gentle. “For some reason, she has a deep hostility towards strangers…”

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't know..." Kasumigaoka quickly apologized, looking at Mine with a very apologetic gaze.

"If you don't mind, we can eat together."

“Mine, this isn’t where we are. This lady is a kind person.”

"..."

Mine stared at Kasumigaoka suspiciously for a long time. Seeing that the other party's sincere apology seemed genuine, she returned to her seat.

With a blush, she whispered, "I'm sorry..."

"I should be the one apologizing. Please eat, don't be shy."

Kasumigaoka pushed the crispy potato over.

Mine tentatively and reservedly ate a piece, but after tasting the familiar green leaf flavor, she couldn't help but eat it in large bites.

"Sorry, I ate your food." Chelsea shook her head helplessly.

"It's okay, I can't finish it anyway. But are you really distant relatives of Aoba?"

Kasumigaoka asked in confusion, "I've known him for a long time, but I've never heard of him before."

"Um... let Aoba talk to you about this." Chelsea was also unsure about the current situation.

However, judging from her initial impression of Kasumigaoka, the kind-hearted girl in front of her probably also likes Aoba.

"Huh...?"

"Because there are some things we don't know either, such as why we're here..."

"I see."

Kasumigaoka nodded in realization.