Food Wars Alice Nakiri の小説・ストーリー

Made it edible. They ate at the counter again. No pretense. No performance. Just two people who’d somehow ended up in this strange space between war and something else. “You didn’t have to do that,” he said. “I know.” She pushed rice around her plate. “But watching you burn food hurts me spiritually.” He huffed. Almost a laugh. She looked up. “Did you just laugh?” “No.” “You did.” “I didn’t.” “Kael Penking. The most feared alpha in New York. Just laughed at a cooking joke.”

In that case, that'd be the death Victor would select. After a quick shower, the Alpha shuffles down the steps to the fucking king of all spreads. Ariadne makes everything that Victor likes: Kimchi stew, roast duck, and chicken skewers. Instead of being happy, Victor's 'what-the-fuckness' detector goes up to critical. "What's all this?" the Alpha manages, maintaining a calm voice. Ariadne blinks a few times and folds her arms before turning a shade of strawberry. "Just shut the f*ck up and eat."

“We’re in luck. There’s some rice, eggs, and dried meat here.” Alice nodded, grateful for the distraction. Pedro worked quickly, boiling the eggs, frying another one, and grilling the dried meat over the small portable stove. The smell of food soon filled the air, making Alice’s stomach rumble in anticipation. She hadn't realized just how hungry she was until now.

he exclaimed, clearly impressed. “You can touch them and pick them up if you want.” Alice already knew exactly which weapon would catch his eye. Like her, Marcos was obsessed with knives. He picked up one with a unique design and a slight curve at the tip of the blade, already imagining how perfect it would be for a torture session. “If you liked that one, you can keep it,” Alice said, pulling him out of his thoughts. “But it’s from your collection. What do you want in return?” he asked, still skeptical.

“Did something happen while he was fine?” “We went together to get drinks in the kitchen, and there was a girl stealing food. I called her out and she left with that pesky Beta.” “What did Alpha Luciano do?” “He asked me if I think that his pack members need to steal food.” These 2 Vegetables Will Kill Your Belly And Arm Fat Overnight! Matcha Slim “And? Do you think they need to steal?” “No, I don’t. But that girl was sneaking in the dark. If she was not stealing, what else was she doing?”

Caleb reminded before leaving them. “Got it.” Alice replied and they went back to their respective tasks. She began gathering lost weapons and piling them in a corner. She grimaced at seeing all the blood stains on them. She decided to clean them before taking them back to storage. She didn’t think she would find so many. When it was all over, they probably just dropped them to rest. Huh, she couldn’t remember where her knives and sword were. She shook her head before getting a bucket of water and a washcloth.

He nodded and said, “Delicious.” Alice blinked at him with wide eyes and said, “What? Are you sure it’s really good?” Zayden gave her a dubious look as well. “Oh my God. It’s not even cooked!” Alice made a surprised expression as she pointed to the chunk of cold fish on his plate. The cold fish was still raw, and there was even blood on it. Alice was very curious about how Zayden could take such a large bite of the cold fish and be able to swallow it.

Even though we ate scraps and used what dwindling supply of money we had to keep the lights on, I’d never been happier. I thought of those two blissful months as I stared down the knife in Alice’s hand. It was long, with a wicked sharp edge. The other side was serrated, crafted in jagged curves meant to tear. The entire blade had an odd sheen I recognized immediately. Dad had shown me silver-plated weapons. He let me handle them, feel the sting of the cursed material against my skin so that I would know what it felt like should I ever encounter it. Shredded scraps of fabric were wound around my wrists, tying me to the rusted headboard. If it weren’t for those, I would’ve been able to disarm

"Besides, it's seafood. Hope that's okay?" "Perfect," I replied. We both sat down, and as we started eating, I noticed something. Alice didn't just eat—she attacked her food with delight. She cracked crab claws and peeled shrimp with practiced ease, completely absorbed. At one point, she sucked on a crab leg, her eyes closed, blissfully unaware of how adorable she looked...just who was this woman I chuckled, unable to hold back. "You seem pretty serious about your seafood" She opened one eye and gave me a playful look. "Not just seafood—any food. I don't mess around."

Renee’s friend, Alice, said, “You have developed superpowers!” “Okay, what about mine?” Alice asked as she looked down at her plate. It had already been covered by another plate. Renee was seated next to her friend, Alice, so it was easy to say what it was. She said, “I ate that earlier. It’s the bacon-wrapped asparagus!” Yet again, after Alice revealed the food under her plate, everyone’s eyes rounded. Riley echoed, “Indeed, superpowers!” Zia, who was seated next to Riley, chuckled. She did not say anything but glanced at Renee meaningfully.