Komatsu's Love Defense

Aro was covered in wounds and green bandages, and he was struggling to support the unconscious Takimaru. Machi had a bandage on his left foot and was supporting two of his wounded subordinates with both hands, while Jiro Teppei was carrying a wounded man on his back.

I looked at my companions who were covered in wounds, and I couldn't help but feel sad: "Mr. A Lu... and everyone else..."

A Lu panted rapidly, with a difficult smile on his face: "Xiao Song, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. We are late."

I looked at Alu's completely severed left hand, tears welling up in my eyes. I turned my head away, not daring to look them in the eye: "I'm sorry, everyone. The last soup of the century was snatched away by a micro robot riding a fly that suddenly appeared."

Tieping frowned, his eyes revealing a hint of doubt and vigilance. He muttered in a low voice: "A micro robot riding a fly? Could it be the work of the Gourmet Club?"

When the Walleye penguin chicks saw me crying, they came over to comfort me: "Yo, yo, yo..."

Ah Lu saw that my forehead was still bleeding, so he put Takimaru on the ground, moved to my side and comforted me: "Xiaosong... It's common to prepare food from nature but end up failing!"

"Even professional gourmets like us often experience this. You don't need to blame yourself for it. Compared to this, it's really good that your life is safe. As long as you're alive, there's always a chance." A'lu raised his only remaining right hand with difficulty and gently wiped the blood off my face.

I remained silent, feeling sorry. Ah Lu, please forgive my lies. But the plot of the comics cannot be changed. If it is changed, I must find a way to make up for it.

At this moment, there was a crisp sound, and a terrible thing happened. The ice cave shook violently, and there was a sharp cracking sound. The upper layer of ice quickly collapsed during the shaking, and countless ice blocks fell.

A Lu looked up at the ice above, at a loss: "What's going on? What happened?"

Machi looked up at the ice above, frowning, and said dejectedly: "There are still two monsters fighting up there. Whether there is soup or not, it will be difficult for us to leave alive..."

Alu turned to look at the unconscious Takimaru on the ground, feeling mixed emotions. Takimaru had fought fiercely with the enemies of the Gourmet Society and was seriously injured, and he has not yet woken up.

At this moment, Takimaru's eyes slowly opened. His eyes were a little confused at first, but as time went by, they gradually became clearer. His consciousness also began to slowly return.

Alu quickly ran to Takimaru's side, squatted down, and asked with concern: "Oh my! It's unbelievable that you are still alive, Takimaru!"

Ah Lu, what you said is true. But now that Takimaru has woken up, I feel relieved.

Teppei stared at the awakened Takimaru and recalled what his master had told him: If the food display window dies, you must do everything you can to get the last drop.

Tieping took off the pointed red container hanging from his right ear, picked up the vine hanging from the icicle, and dripped the liquid on the vine, causing the originally green vine to dry up instantly.

Tieping tightly grasped the vine in his hand, turned his head, and warned us with a serious expression: "Everyone, this iceberg is about to collapse. Before that, I will do my best to squeeze out the display window. If I'm lucky, maybe I can squeeze out a few drops of century soup."

We all had looks of amazement, staring at the already dried ingredients in the food display window, looking forward to tasting the soup of the century.

"Pray! And bear witness! This is the death of the display window!" Tieping suddenly pulled the vine in his hand downwards, and the ice on the top instantly cracked into countless cracks.

At the top of the towering iceberg, the ice layer suddenly made a deafening roar. Along with this roar, the originally extremely solid ice layer began to gradually crack and collapse. Huge ice blocks fell like raindrops, hitting the ground, making a crisp and loud shattering sound.

We all noticed that the countless ingredients in the food display window were gathered together and continuously concentrated.

Tieping gritted his teeth, pulled the vines back with all his strength, and finally let out a roar: "Oh oh oh... Farewell, food display window!"

The top layer of ice trembled slightly, and tiny cracks spread across the ice like a spider web. Then, the cracks expanded rapidly, and the ice began to collapse.

Huge chunks of ice fell, splashing ice flowers and accompanied by crisp cracking sounds. A cold wind whistled past, stirring up gusts of snow and fog.

Colorful light bands appeared in the sky, and the surrounding sky was gradually rendered in various colors. A drop of crystal liquid slowly flowed out from the bottom of the ice.

We looked up, and when the drop of soup of the century finally appeared, we could hardly contain our excitement: "It...it appeared. The soup of the century has finally been squeezed out!"

Tieping quickly raised his hand to stop us from catching the drop of soup: "Everyone stand still, there is only one drop. This last drop needs to follow the meaning of the ingredients. If it drops to your side, you must catch it carefully!"

A Lu couldn't hide his excitement and raised his right hand, wanting to catch the drop of century soup.

The water droplets slowly slid down from the icicle, and everyone's eyes were all focused on the drop of Century Soup. Finally, it dripped onto my hand, and the Century Soup in my hand emitted a dazzling light.

Everyone's eyes were focused on my hands. I lowered my head slightly, trying to avoid those burning gazes.