Chapter 242 [Fanwai] Wanzi Soba War (Part 2)

"...Although the miso soup can be added after drinking, but you need to ask other waiters to help, which wastes a lot of time and is directly sentenced to negative..."

"Let's go back a minute and see what happened to that bowl of miso soup?"

The host replayed the non-existent footage to a minute ago.

I saw Sousuke Araki, who was devouring the noodles in the storm, with a very natural posture, secretly stretched out his hand from below to take the miso soup by Higashino Yukihira's hand, and drank his head up with a gesture that was too late to notice.

"So it is, so it is. As expected of the 'Hungry Ghost Stick' who has maintained a winning streak, he has used a secret skill [drinking other people's soup so that others have no soup to drink]..."

"Hmph, war is cruel and ruthless, there is no such thing as despicable..."

Araki Sousuke responded with a wicked smile in response to the ruthless eyes from his opponent.

"If that's the case, I'm going to drink yours too..."

Higashino Yukihira looked around, as if preparing to take the bowl of miso soup belonging to Sosuke Araki.

Immediately, his expression became desperate and empty, and he pointed at Sousuke Araki: "As expected, you have planned all this long ago... Besides, are you so cruel to yourself..."

"A despicable dog who is only worthy of lying on the ground, actually wants to rush to the sky where the king is flying, don't be self-righteous, miscellaneous! From the beginning, I didn't order miso soup at all..."

Araki Sousuke turned his head away arrogantly like an emperor, continued to eat the noodles in the bowl, and never looked at Higashino Kohei again.

"puff……"

Higashino Yukihira, who was sitting opposite him, with these words, could no longer resist the attack of the soba, and sprayed the noodles in his mouth back into the bowl...

The loser is not qualified to be stared at by the king.

"...Player Higashino, who drank all the miso soup by the 'Hungry Ghost's Stick', lost the foul because he spit the noodles back into the bowl! What a pity... It looks like this, the winner of this competition will be... Wait...what did I see, what happened?"

Before host two, Ryoma seemed to see something incredible.

"What did I miss, when did the '20 centimeters per second' contestant catch up... Can you catch up to this level just by the gap between the two of them drinking soup?"

Siena sitting in the corner, eating soba noodles unhurriedly, the red bowls piled in front of him, quietly, has as many as Sosuke Araki.

Only Yuma Yumori and Mochizuki Ayano knew that just when Yukihira Higashino broke through 200 bowls, a golden spiritual power enveloped Siena.

"Is this, the Holy See's Holy Light Technique?"

Tori Yumayumi looked curiously at the faint golden light on Siena's body.

Holy Light is the general term for Holy See magic.

Driven by spiritual power, and due to the user's cultivation direction, beliefs, and their own talents, Holy Light can evolve into a variety of uses.

The most common types, of course, are blessings, baptisms, and healings.

"Uncle Siena's holy light technique is a bit special... Let's say it's a physical enhancement... It seems that he is starting to get serious."

Mochizuki Ayano came close to her ear and whispered.

This black-robed priest wrapped in holy light just ate the soba noodles in his bowl like a bottomless pit, taking advantage of the time difference between Sousuke Araki and Yukihira Higashino drinking soup and making underhand tricks, secretly. tied the number of bowls.

It seems that his holy light technique can greatly strengthen the entire body, including the digestive organs.

"Yo, the challenger this time is quite strong, and the 'Hungry Ghost Stick' has met its opponent! The limit of a normal adult man is about 250 bowls, and the two who are about to break through the critical point will face an anxious battle situation. Woolen cloth?"

"Hay, Duo."

With the slogan of the mother-in-law of the peas and the devouring of the two people's indomitable storm, the "hill" made of red bowls became more and more spectacular.

"Breakthrough. The two broke through 250 bowls at the same time. After that, it's a world of perseverance!"

"Hmph, you are really strong and perverted, '20 centimeters per second'..."

Inhaling the soba, Sousuke Araki said with ease.

"Please don't give people such a nickname that doesn't mean anything."

Mochizuki Ayano on the side complained.

Obviously, you are even more perverted with the physical hard **** holy light technique.

"I admit that I underestimated you before, and I will first take care of that guy from Xingping... Dreams are lofty, and they are determined to dominate. This enthusiasm is indeed commendable. But soldiers, do you understand? The so-called dream, there is always Wake up one day."

Speaking of lines with unknown meaning, Sousuke Araki's whole body changed.

I saw that he suddenly slapped his chopsticks on the table with force, took Yumayumi Kotori's bowl, and placed it in front of him.

The pea mother-in-law on the side began to pour soba noodles into the two bowls in front of him at the same time.

"Teacher Araki..."

The bowl that he used was suddenly snatched away, and Kotori Yumayumi's face suddenly turned red.

"'Hungry Ghost's Stick' seems to be ready to defeat the opponent with one blow, but eats noodles with two bowls at the same time? It seems that he has retained his strength before..."

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Sousuke Araki quickly stretched out and licked his tongue, and even ate two bowls of soba noodles at the same time.

"Shut up o o o o o o..."

The most terrifying thing is that he didn't use chopsticks.

"No, it's not just as simple as using two bowls at the same time! It's terrible. After the 'Hungry Ghost's Stick' discarded its chopsticks, it was only possible to inhale the lump of noodles in the bowl with the strong suction of the lips and the flexible high-speed stirring of the tongue. ... Even the soup inside the noodles can't escape his Dyson-like suction... Who can resist such terrifying ventriloquism?"

At the same time, the "defeating dog" Higashino Yukihira was also stunned by the scene in front of him.

"When did this guy become so strong... Is this the highest level of the legendary chopsticks technique, with no chopsticks in his hand and chopsticks in his heart?"

When everyone was surprised by Sousuke Araki's amazing move, Siena, who was on the opposite side, was not affected by the sudden speed increase of his opponent, and he was still eating the noodles in his bowl with a look of enjoyment.

"'Hungry Ghost's Stick' has already broken through 300 bowls with the help of the profound meaning [True Air Suction] and [Double Dragon Exploration], and has come to the unknown territory! It seems that his opponent tonight seems to be the only one myself..."

After arriving at the 300 bowls, Sousuke Araki's speed slowed down slightly, and a bloated feeling hit his stomach.

He immediately showed a lonely smile.

"Really, is this the price of rushing to solve the lost dog?"

The large amount of miso soup that Yukihira Higashino forcibly drank in order to solve the problem has now fermented in his stomach, and the dough he ate has become more inflated, constantly occupying the little space in his stomach.

"Just as the 'Hungry Ghost Rod' was slowing down for some reason, the '20 cm per second' player also broke through the 300 bowls mark, maintaining the same rhythm of devouring at the beginning, and trying his best to close the gap. The strength of a chocolate ball, like an epee without a sharp edge, is too terrifying!"

"Bastard, Sousuke, you are the man who came here after defeating me, you can't lose to others!!!"

Yukira Higashino, who was beside him, also let out an unwilling cry.

"Hey, I finally got here, how can I stop so easily... My stomach, squeeze out a little more space..."

Sousuke Araki held up the bowl tremblingly, supported it with willpower, and began to smoke the soba noodles again.

As his momentum condensed and his face returned to calm, the whole person entered a mysterious realm.

It seems that the movement is not as fast as before, but it is very rhythmic and methodical and quickly destroys the soba noodles in the two bowls.

"Oh hehe, I haven't seen the realm of 'clear face and mind' for a long time... Let me see where your limits are..."

Seeing the mysterious aura on his body, the mother-in-law Feather, who was calmly beside him, also changed her face slightly, and accelerated the action of feeding the two of them at the same time.

"Hey, this kid, there are two times, I thought it was over... As a spirit remover, if I lose to you here, what face will I have to go to heaven to see Sister Kino?"

Feeling Sousuke Araki's strong fighting spirit, Siena, who has always been unhurried, accelerated his movements for the first time.

The more intense holy light surged towards his stomach in his body, focusing on improving his peristalsis ability.

"Oh, it seems that in response to the fighting spirit of the 'Hungry Ghost's Stick', the '20 cm per second' contestant has accelerated for the first time..."

"This guy actually forced Uncle Siena to this point... But why, I think the most terrifying thing is Granny Ludou..."

Looking at the mother-in-law of Ludou who was facing the two people who were accelerating frantically, her face remained unchanged, and she maintained a precise and high-speed rhythm of adding face, Mochizuki Ayano left a drop of sweat on her forehead.

Is this the legendary Japanese craftsman spirit?

"Both of them broke through the four hundred and fifty bowls!!! Is this really something humans can do? Are you sure you don't call an ambulance to induce vomiting?"

As the empty wooden bowls continued to stack up, Sosuke Araki led Siena with a subtle gap and broke through the 450 bowl mark one after the other.

Sousuke Araki's movements slowed down significantly, and the fine beads of sweat on his forehead became more and more.

He didn't dare to swallow the noodles without chewing like before. With the reduced stomach space, the chewed noodles would be able to compress more opportunities for him.

And next to Siena, it stands to reason that both digestion efficiency and stomach space are more comfortable.

But looking at his expression, he wasn't as relaxed at the beginning, and he seemed to be reaching his limit.

Is it because of the excessive consumption of spiritual power in the body?

"Oh...Breakthrough 500! Both players stopped at the same time...Is that the end of it?"

After eating the 500th bowl, the movements of the two of them were obviously stagnant.

"Bastard, Araki... cheer me up, what's the point of losing to a foreigner in such a traditional event?"

"Cough...impossible...give...give it to me!!!"

The veins on Araki Sousuke's forehead exploded, trying to forcefully swallow the noodles in his mouth.

"Mr. Araki...don't force it, it will be troublesome if you eat a bad stomach..."

Kotori Yumayumi looked at Sousuke Araki next to him worriedly, and subconsciously pulled his cuff.

At this moment, the two of them were completely supported by willpower, and they both devoured the soba noodles in the bowl in a very fast way.

Pulled by her like this, the state of "transparent face and heart" was broken, and the balance of victory began to tilt.

"Cough-cough-cough...poof...I...no...no way."

As the noodles spewed out of Araki Sosuke's nostrils, he quickly put the lid on his bowl to stop the mother-in-law from adding noodles, and fell to the ground first to surrender.

"Hey...Actually, I can't eat it either..."

Seeing Sousuke Araki "spraying noodles" and admitting defeat, he only ate a bowl of Siena more than him, and quickly covered the bowl in his hand.

"What a wonderful game!! Then I declare that the winner by a bowl advantage is Mr. Siena, who devoured 521 bowls at a speed of 20 centimeters per second!"

I don't know when the guests who were watching on the sidelines also applauded.

"So, here's the problem..."

Watching this boring game finally come to an end, Mochizuki Lingnai sighed: "Who will be responsible for eating the pile of side dishes left on the table?"

There was a lot of delicate food left on the table, she and Yuma Yumori, plus Ryoma before Er, were absolutely invincible.

"Sorry, spare me, I'll go to the hospital if I eat it again..."

"Boss, please pack up..."

After a while, Ludou's mother-in-law and a male clerk walked over calmly.

In addition to a pile of packing boxes, the two also brought several souvenirs.

"This is... a bond? Are there people who don't eat noodles?"

Little Bird Yumayumi looked at the cute and small knots in his hand and asked curiously.

"This is a special bond from Iwate. Although it is not a valuable thing, it is said to be very effective... Anyway, these three guys have eaten several times more than ordinary people, so I will give each of you one."

Granny Feather said indifferently.

In Japanese, "knot" and birthing spirit are homophones, and the **** of birthing spirit is one of the three gods of good fortune in Japan.

Therefore, the knot is seen as the work of God, symbolizing the connection of spirit and body, the connection of people and the flow of time.

"Oh? Has this kind of souvenir been added recently..."

"Ara... Araki-sensei!"

Just when Sousuke Araki was clutching his stomach and looking at the knot in his hand curiously, Yuuma Kotori called out to him in a low voice with a red face, and respectfully handed out the knot in his hand with both hands.

"...I...I like the color of the one in your hand... Ma... Please exchange it with me!"

This sentence seems to have exhausted all the strength of Yumayumi Kotori, and when she finished speaking, her whole head was buried in her chest.

"Hmm, so you like green, and I just don't like this color... Then I'll change it with you..."

Having said that, Araki Sousuke replaced the green knot in his hand with the opponent's red knot.

"Thank you...Thank you, I will take good care of it!"

Tie the knot that Sousuke Araki handed over to the end of his hair, Yumako Tori smiled secretly.

"Come on...this is the certificate for the three of you, congratulations on the presence of the second and third bowlers in Yokohama's history...one, two, three, eggplant!"

Several people surrounded the three weak-looking "players" holding "520", "521" and "151" respectively. With the help of the waiter, they took a group photo.

As the second and third in history, this photo will naturally be hung in a prominent place in the store.

"Is the 521 bowl only the second place, then the first place is..."

Seeing that the clerk stepped on the ladder and posted the photo to the upper left corner of the photo wall, Mochizuki Lingnai looked over there curiously.

"The first place, I remember it was a foreign girl full of energy... Twenty years have passed in a blink of an eye, right?"

The mother-in-law Ludou, who was standing by the side, looked at Siena with some sigh.

Mochizuki Lingnai's eyes, following the clerk's movements, stayed on the top left photo.

"This...this is..."

Seeing the person in the photo~lightnovelpub.net~ she covered her mouth in surprise.

A large, crystal-clear tear slid down her cheeks from her strangely colored pupils.

"Well, indeed, it's been twenty years... Although I've been working hard to become stronger, in various senses, I still haven't been able to catch up with the eldest sister."

Looking at the photo in the upper left corner, Siena smiled nostalgically, then glanced thoughtfully at Sousuke Araki, who was standing at the door.

In the middle of the slightly yellowed photo, there is a young and energetic blond girl.

She grinned brightly and held the two pale, pained teenagers with both hands heroically.

On the left and right are a black boy who can only see the whites of his eyes and teeth, and a Japanese boy with messy hair and black-rimmed glasses.

The "Certificate" in the hands of the three people reads "310", "570" and "75" from left to right.

(End of this chapter)