Chapter 351: Oh No! Your Tail Is Diseased, We Must Amputate!
Ryohei looked at Pekola in surprise, and Lucoa and Jashin-chan also looked over.
Pekola crossed her arms, accentuating her world-class fullness, and said calmly:
"I ran into Elma just as I got there. She asked me if what I was holding was food. She seemed very greedy, so I gave it to her."
"Uh... that's very Elma!"
Ryohei looked astonished, the corresponding image floating into his mind. He couldn't help but smile and said agreeably, "As long as she doesn't mind."
"It's something Elma would do." Lucoa covered her mouth and chuckled lightly.
Among the dragons they knew, Elma was the greediest.
Hmm... Kanna would probably do something like that too.
"Poor Bête!"
Jashin-chan sighed dramatically: "I worked so hard to get benefits for it, but a dragon intercepted it halfway."
After speaking, she opened a bag of sea salt and poured it boldly into the wok.
Bubble, bubble—!
In the other wok nearby, the golden-brown broth suddenly began to boil.
Plump bubbles continuously swelled and burst on the surface of the broth, releasing a rich savory aroma that permeated the air.
Click—!
Ryohei casually turned off the stove.
He picked up a ladle and filled the jar with the boiling second broth ingredients along with the soup. He sealed the jar mouth with a lotus leaf, tied it tightly with a red string, and then poked a few air holes with a bamboo stick.
"Pour out half of the salt."
Ryohei placed a large bowl on the stove and looked at Jashin-chan beside him, who had started stir-frying the sea salt.
"Oh."
Jashin-chan turned her head to look, turned off the stove, lifted the wok with one hand, and poured half of the sea salt into the bowl.
Ryohei asked her to spread the remaining sea salt evenly at the bottom of the wok and placed the sealed wine jar on top. Then he poured the sea salt from the bowl around the jar, compacted it gently, and inverted the bowl over the jar mouth for a secondary seal.
After finishing these tasks, he checked the time on his phone; it was 2:25 PM.
Ryohei asked Pekola to apply a "6-hour acceleration buff" to the wine jar—
Then simmer slowly for another two hours. This way, the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall would be ready just in time for dinner.
"Is there anything else to do next?"
After applying the buff, Pekola looked at Ryohei with a peaceful expression.
"Not for now."
Ryohei thought for a moment and smiled, "Nothing to do until the second broth is done simmering."
"Then come hammer my legs and massage my feet."
Pekola ordered unceremoniously.
It was rare to be able to order him around for a whole day; she couldn't waste it!
"Okay."
Ryohei agreed casually.
After all, he lost the arm wrestling match and promised to serve her for a whole day; he was very true to his word!
He continued, "Let's go to the living room."
It wasn't suitable to hammer legs and massage feet here.
"Mn." Pekola nodded gently, turned around, and strode towards the living room with her long, straight legs.
Ryohei followed.
"..." Lucoa put her slender hands behind her back and chased after them with a smile, wanting to mooch off some service from a certain "Technician Ryohei."
Suddenly, only Jashin-chan was left in the kitchen!
Stay behind to watch the fire?
Jashin-chan crossed her arms, raised her chin slightly, and this thought appeared in her mind.
But in the next second, she threw it to the back of her mind!
Impossible!
The scummy snake also loved to join in the fun. She wriggled her tail to catch up, grinning cheekily:
"Servant, massage my tail too! Don't know why recently, but my tail feels heavy and tired."
"Really?"
Ryohei turned back, bent down to touch Jashin-chan's tail, and said with a solemn face: "Oh no! Your tail is diseased; we must schedule amputation surgery immediately!"
"Where did you come from, you quack doctor! A perfectly good demon, and you're arranging amputation surgery?"
Jashin-chan froze for a moment, then widened her eyes in disbelief. She grabbed Ryohei by the collar and pulled him up with a ferocious face.
"What quack doctor, you're so rude!"
Ryohei swatted Jashin-chan's hand away, straightened his collar, held his head high, and said seriously: "I'm a miracle doctor! Specializing in making patients' bodies into delicious food."
"Do you want to listen to what you're saying!?"
"Doctor Ryohei!"
At this moment, Lucoa beside them raised her hand and said with a smile: "My body feels a little strange; come check me?"
"Hmm..."
Ryohei turned around, crossed one arm over his chest, propped his chin with the other hand, and looked Lucoa up and down.
It was late autumn, and Lucoa had changed into autumn clothes.
A light grey off-shoulder knit sweater gently outlined her graceful curves. Her exposed shoulders were fair and round, revealing a hint of subtle allure amidst elegance.
Moving his gaze down, the hem of the sweater reached the root of her thighs, barely covering her hip line!
Further down—
A pair of voluptuous long legs were tightly wrapped in black over-the-knee socks, forming a dazzling absolute territory between the sock tops and the hem!
Ryohei's gaze returned to Lucoa's face, and he said seriously: "I can see it; you're transforming towards a succubus."
"A quack doctor is a quack doctor!"
Jashin-chan seized every opportunity to roast Ryohei. Pointing at Lucoa, she ranted at Ryohei: "Is she transforming towards a succubus? She already is one, okay!"
"Succubus incarnate!"
"Compared to her, some succubi in the Demon World seem downright innocent!"
"..." Lucoa's mouth twitched. Suddenly, she flashed to Jashin-chan's side, put her arm around her shoulder in a very friendly manner, and said with a smile, "If you know how to talk, say a bit more."
"—!"
At this moment, Jashin-chan fully felt the pressure Lucoa brought.
She turned her head to look the other way, pretending to be a vulnerable group: "Weak, pitiful, and helpless..."
"Hahaha—!"
Ryohei was amused and laughed heartily while holding his stomach.
At this time, they also arrived by the sofa in the living room.
With a smile on his face, Ryohei took a cushion and placed it against the armrest of the sofa, signaling to Pekola: "Pekola, sit here and lean against this cushion."
"Oh."
Pekola responded, sat on the sofa, and leaned against the cushion.
Ryohei sat down beside her, naturally lifted her long legs, and placed them on his lap...
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