radicalducati 18.1 Obik, who has wasted his life.
18.1 Obik, who has wasted his life.
At night, Jiang Yu carried a bag and walked through the mountains and forests, holding a tree branch in his hand as a hiking stick.
It wasn't that he had any problems with his legs and feet, turning him into a cane-wielding alien.
Just a few days ago, after leaving the Samurai Temple, I felt restless and decided to travel back to Tokyo.
They encountered many ferocious beasts along the way, which also served as a step in honing their swordsmanship.
Although he was fighting against a ferocious beast, Jiang Yu, who was almost inhuman, did not feel any pressure and was even somewhat relaxed.
Jiang Yu felt that he had adapted to the power level. Compared to being passively beaten in front of Jing Tian and Jing Long, he was now able to integrate sword techniques into actual combat.
This is quite an improvement, and the experience has been worthwhile.
There is another point that has a significant impact: Gazort's appearance near Tokyo a few days ago caused considerable chaos.
Daigo transforms into Ultraman Tiga and resolves the situation, but traffic is still affected.
Too many lines need maintenance, so all trains to Tokyo have been suspended.
If Jiang Yu were to charter a car, he wouldn't have enough money; simply put, he couldn't afford the ticket.
In short, it wasn't a big deal, or so Jiang Yu thought, except that he might be a little disheveled on the way.
As Jiang Yu walked out of the forest and onto the road again, he suddenly smelled a fragrance, not like perfume, but definitely some kind of delicious food.
"This taste..."
Jiang Yu sniffed, then turned his head firmly and changed direction.
"This must be the place."
Having not eaten anything along the way, Jiang Yu felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, even though he wasn't hungry, because his mouth was tasteless.
Not eating is a recent thing; more than twenty years ago, Jiang Yu never missed a single meal.
Dry rice, so delicious!
Now, when I come across a roadside stall with such an amazing aroma, I absolutely can't miss it.
I still have a little money left in my pocket, enough to pay the bill...
"It's buckwheat noodles. To make it smell so good, the chef must be very skilled."
Jiang Yu stopped at a roadside stall with red lanterns hanging around his neck, put down his backpack, and looked at the ramen in the pot. His stomach seemed to rumble twice.
Strange, it shouldn't be hungry, so why is it still making noise?
"Sir, would you like ramen?"
The boss's call drew Jiang Yu's attention away from the ramen and to the boss's invincible hairstyle.
"Wow, so it's him. No wonder his ramen is so good."
Seeing the boss's face clearly, Jiang Yu was no longer surprised.
Having lived for so many years, it's perfectly normal for me to be good at making ramen.
I remember Horii seemed to really enjoy eating here.
"Yes, boss, sorry to bother you, but I'd like to bring two bowls of ramen first."
Jiang Yu didn't want to reveal Obik's identity rashly, as he didn't want anyone to be wary upon their first meeting.
After all, it's unpleasant to think about someone who knows you but has never met you before; it feels like you're being secretly watched.
"Alright, two bowls of ramen. Please sit down over there, sir."
Obik, dressed as a chef, lowered his head and pointed to the table and chairs set up next to him.
Obik breathed a sigh of relief after Jiang Yu sat down at the table.
He didn't know who Jiang Yu was, or why he was playing like this or going out in public. He just drooled so much that it almost dripped into the pot.
In my decades of experience, I've never had such an impudent customer.
But Obik was also somewhat pleased, even though the village was gone, his ramen was still just as appealing.
How to put it? It's one of the few ways to acknowledge that he still exists.
While thinking to himself, Obik worked quickly and soon served Jiang Yu two steaming bowls of ramen.
"Your two bowls of ramen are ready, sir."
Thank you for your hospitality.
Jiang Yu took the bowl and chopsticks, and without adding any seasonings, he started eating with slurping sounds.
I don't know if Obik has some secret recipe, but the buckwheat noodles taste completely different from those on the market, with an enticing fragrance.
Without this scent, Jiang Yu wouldn't have been attracted here.
"Guest, why are you alone so late at night? There have been quite a few monsters around lately."
Perhaps out of boredom and with no other guests around, Obik simply sat down and chatted with Jiang Yu.
After swallowing a mouthful of noodles, Jiang Yu rolled his eyes at Obik.
"Come on, even if a monster really appeared, it wouldn't be safe to stay at home."
Haven't you heard? Someone was trampled to death by a monster in their sleep.
Rather than that, I'd rather face it head-on; even if I die, I'll understand something.
As he spoke, Jiang Yu put down his chopsticks, picked up the branch that had accompanied him all the way with his right hand, and gestured to Obik.
"To be honest, I recently studied swordsmanship and am now a swordsman who slays demons and monsters."
Looking at Jiang Yu's serious face, Obik could hardly control his expression, and his lips kept twitching.
What is that? A swordsman wielding a tree branch to slay demons and monsters?
If those evil demons of the past were suppressed by something like this, Obik would laugh at them for the rest of his life.
That's so embarrassing!
"Guest, please stop joking."
Obik took off his hat, revealing a shiny bald head, and his expression returned to normal.
"Sir, have you heard the story of Obik?"
"Obik? Never heard of him. That name sounds weird."
Jiang Yu continued slurping his noodles quickly, wanting only to leave as soon as possible.
Obik isn't scary, he just doesn't want to listen to nagging right now.
The old village and such have nothing to do with him.
The growing pains brought about by the great changes of the times are inevitable, and not everyone has the right to refuse change.
Moreover, this kind of thing didn't happen to Jiang Yu, so what can we expect him to empathize with?
I shed tears for it when I was a child, but now that I'm older, that unspoken emotion isn't as strong anymore.
"Obik isn't surprising at all; he's a kind monster..."
Obik had barely finished speaking when he saw Jiang Yu put down his chopsticks and let out a loud burp.
"Good heavens, this is eating way too fast! Is this even human?"
"Let me calculate the money, boss, I'm in a hurry to get home."
Jiang Yu asked to pay the bill, and Obik couldn't refuse. After quoting the price of 1,800 yen, he sat there listlessly.
It's been a long time since anyone has been willing to listen to Obik's story, and the old village is gone.
"Um, boss, it seems I didn't bring enough money."
"How about we give it to you next time we meet?"
Looking up and seeing Jiang Yu's apologetic smile, Obik grinned and smiled happily.
"Guest, please sit down and listen to a story for a while."
"All right."
……
Half an hour later, Jiang Yu felt sleepy and kept yawning.
Jiang Yu felt a little tired as he watched Obik continue to tell his story.
What's wrong with this monster? It was listless just a moment ago, but as soon as it started telling its story, it suddenly became incredibly energetic.
What's most infuriating is that, despite being a great demon who has lived for so long, all he experiences are trivial matters in the village.
At such an advanced age, what kind of life has she lived? Can't she find any interesting gossip?
He wasn't unwilling to listen to stories about wheat fields or gossip about widows.