"What's... wrong?" While eating the steamed buns and savoring the homely flavor inside, I tilted my head in confusion and answered vaguely.

"Where did this meat bun come from?" Sa Qili obviously would not be easily fooled by my acting.

"Didn't Aunt Qili just look at it? From the inventory." I started to act stupid.

"We have been together since this morning, right."

"That's right."

"So, are you trying to tell me that you secretly made the buns by kneading dough and lighting a fire in the inventory?"

"This is a good idea." I clapped my hands and found new inspiration.

The inventory space is not small. It is enough to make a mobile kitchen, and you can do a lot of things in it.

But is there air inside? Can I light a fire? That's the question.

"Brother, are you taking me for a fool?"

As a result, the inspiration that finally came out was shattered when Sa Qili reached out and pinched her face.

"Of course not." Thinking of Sa Qili's witch tricks, I quickly shook my head.

But don't go too far, or you will die miserably.

"These meat buns...can't be the things that were sent just now." She didn't respond slowly. It seemed that she figured it out immediately. Apart from the explanation of the goods she just received at the Mages Guild, it was impossible to find a more reasonable explanation.

the reason.

"That's right." I nodded. Seeing that Sa Qili was silent, I couldn't help but ask cautiously.

"Aunt Qili, you...you must be angry, right?"

Think about it, the teleportation technique that ordinary adventurers have almost no chance to use is only used to transmit important information and items from the alliance. But it is used by me to send meat buns. Such an evil privilege, if it were placed in the original world,

I have to be charged with abuse of power and spend the rest of my life in jail.

Thinking of this, I feel a little uneasy. It seems that we need to find a way as soon as possible for Old Farah to perfect the positioning and transmission technology. In this way, not only can everyone freely transfer items among the three worlds, but they can also return to the first world from the third world.

It is no longer a dream, and the guilt of abusing my privileges can be slightly relieved.

Of course, the cost of transmission is not ordinary, so you have to be mentally prepared.

Huh. Wait, no, I seem to have overlooked something?

"Angry... why are you angry?" Sa Qili was stunned, seeming to have come back from her deep thoughts, and looked at me doubtfully. She seemed to understand what I was talking about.

"Why should I worry about being a younger brother? It turns out that this is the case. Isn't it natural? Because the younger brother is an elder of the alliance, he should have some privileges. The position of elder means heavier responsibilities. He enjoys more power than ordinary people.

, this is reciprocal, if someone feels dissatisfied, I can tell him openly, how about giving you the privilege and letting you stand in my position and do my job?"

"Actually, my contribution is not big enough to abuse my privileges like this." Seeing Sa Qili say this, I felt a little embarrassed.

"Including the future. In the future, so work hard." A small hand patted her shoulder gently. Sa Qili winked at me and said with a smile.

"It turns out that my future has been overdrawn!" I exclaimed in shock.

However, it is great to meet such an open-minded person as Sa Qili.

"Another bun."

"Yes yes yes."

I rewarded Sa Qili with meat buns. After the two of them said goodbye, I looked at the sky. I quickened my pace and walked straight to the shabby hotel where Beansa lived.

"Ah..." On the way, I met an unexpected person.

Mi Siya.

She was dressed like an ordinary girl, carrying a basket, and she was almost the same as when I first saw her in the orphanage.

It seemed that the patrol mission had ended and we were going to the orphanage again. I took a step back and put on a vigilant posture.

There was a reason for this move. Mi Seya saw the Hell Fighting Bear's posture last time, and she became obsessed with it. With a fanatical gaze, she chased me for eight streets before she got away.

If I was caught, she might peel off my big bearskin. How could I not be vigilant?

"Don't worry, Your Majesty Elder, I no longer have any negative thoughts about your puppet costume." Unexpectedly, Mi Seya stretched out her hand and said seriously.

"Really?" I was still a little doubtful. Could he have said this on purpose to make me relax, and then make a sneak attack?

"Really!" The other party's tone was very sure.

"Okay, then I'll just believe you." I temporarily put away my posture.

"Actually, after that, I went back and thought about it carefully."

"Well, what then?"

"Suddenly I realized that there is no need to chase after the elder at all."

"Have you given up asking for my puppet costume?" I breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, I mean, I can definitely make a puppet costume like that myself."

"It turns out I haven't given up. I'm still thinking about the puppet costume! But whatever, it's fine as long as it doesn't attract my attention." I relaxed a little uneasily.

"So, since then, I have always wanted to say something to the elder who refused to lend me the puppet costume."

"What words."

"The ragdoll bear is perverted!" Mi Seya curled her lips and gave me a thumbs down gesture very arrogantly.

This is a naked provocation. Sure enough, you are still resentful of my refusal to lend the puppet costume? Although it seems that I am a bit stingy, if I can take off that bear skin, of course I can lend it to her.

God doesn't matter.

However, Mi Seya is also an incredible guy to be able to miss Mi Seya until now. She is no less petty than a pornographic maid.

"Huh, I finally said it. I feel much better." Mi Seya patted her chest and showed a charming smile.

I'm starting to feel uncomfortable, bastard!

"If there is nothing else, please allow me to leave first." She then bowed respectfully and prepared to leave.

Really, why do I have to encounter such bad luck?

"Ah. By the way, Mi Seiya."

"What are your orders, Your Majesty the Elder?"

"No...you don't need to put on such a defensive posture." The situation now seems to have been reversed from when I met her just now.

"Because I'm not sure how big your heart is, the elder."

"You also know that doing things makes people angry, right? It's time to check how petty you are, you bastard!" I lifted the table angrily, took several deep breaths, and forced myself to calm down.

"Anyway, thank you for the meat bun last time. This is a return gift." As I said that, I handed over a meat bun.

He took it in his hand blankly and stared at it for a while.

"Okay, please, Elder Elder, please send the basket over and tell the children. Just say that I went to a far away place."

Mi Seya's expression dimmed and she bit her lip and said, as if she was forced by someone to give up struggling for her next tragic fate.

"It's not poisonous, so feel free to eat it!" I thumped the coffee table in my heart, wondering why I met so many careless people.

"Can I really trust you?"

"Don't act like a victim. I'm the one who was hurt the most, okay!" I was angry, feeling that the current script could be rewritten into a tragedy caused by a meat bun.

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

"Wouldn't it be better to be honest earlier?"

He grumbled and saw Mi Seya holding the meat bun in both hands, gently putting it to her mouth and taking a small bite. The food was very small and cute. If she could calm down and not be harsh, she would still look like a

A quiet and lovely girl.

Then, Mi Seya, who took a small bite, was stunned. She remained still for more than ten seconds, and suddenly her eyes became moist.

"This... this, this, this... this..."

"Don't cry, what are you trying to say?" I wanted to cry. Could it be that the meat buns made by Veras are really that powerful?

"No...impossible, why are there meat buns that taste better than mine?"

"Is this why you cry?"

"This must be a conspiracy. Yes, that's right. The enemy's conspiracy!" Mi Seya clenched her fist and seemed to have finally figured it out.

Because of the strong unwillingness, has the chuunibyou relapsed? How strong is her self-esteem? No matter how strong it is, don’t put it above the meat buns, you bastard!

"The extremely powerful and evil Roshan Demon King, who wants to destroy the world, has developed a new type of meat bun in order to control human beings' desires."

"Are you sure it's called the Great Demon King of Roshan and not the Great Demon King of Meat Buns?"

"It spreads this kind of meat buns to the world. Anyone who eats the buns...haha (I bite) will be controlled by the delicious food created by the evil power inside, and will become unable to stop, and can only obey its instructions obediently...

...Hawu~(I want)"

"While eating such meat buns and saying such words, don't you feel that your persuasiveness is lacking?"

"Just when human beings were about to be completely controlled and the world was about to enter destruction, a man wore a white cloak. On the back of the cloak were three black characters "Evil is Killed" written neatly. There was a mark on his left cheek that could not be faded.
To be continued...