I open a restaurant in Pokémon World

"...Um...do you want something to eat?" Heath admitted that when he saw Dialga, he felt a little panicked, as if he was in love with a girl and had just confirmed the relationship.

Not long after we started dating, while we were having sex with my girlfriend, I accidentally bumped into my girlfriend's father.

Dialga took a deep look at Heath. His air pressure was very low. Zoroark became a lot more honest. He huddled in the corner and shivered. The pressure of the divine beast was really terrifying, especially for him.

As far as Pokémon is concerned, this is also the reason why other Pokémon don’t dare to take action when many mythical beasts appear, because the pressure from the mythical beasts is too strong.

But at this time, Heath thought of something strange in his heart. In Heath's opinion, the mythical beasts in the previous life had a characteristic called oppression. For example, the artificial mythical beast Mewtwo had this characteristic that increased the opponent's physical exertion.

, but Heath was thinking at this time, if the characteristic of the divine beast is not actually oppression, is it possible?

The so-called sense of oppression is just the pressure caused by the breath of the mythical beasts on other Pokémon. In fact, the mythical beasts have other characteristics, but humans can't study them yet?

Heath shook his head violently, throwing away these thoughts in his mind, and then looked at Dialga carefully, while silently moving the seasoning jar in his hand back a little.

Dialga's eyes were fixed on the seasoning jar in Heath's hand, and then he raised his head and looked at Heath, with a meaningful expression on his face. His fists were clenched tightly, and his neck

You can still see the bulging veins on his face, as if he was extremely angry.

"What are you going to do?" Dialga finally spoke after holding it in for a long time. His voice was as pleasant as ever, like a deep subwoofer. It sounded very magnetic. Heath felt that Dialga was gone.

In my previous life, I probably could have achieved financial freedom by working as a voice actor.

"That... rotten egg sauce?" Heath scratched his head in embarrassment. Dialga's pressure cooker was used to boil eggs, and Dialga's seasoning jar was needed to pickle rotten eggs. Dialga was too miserable.

, but who makes its kitchen utensils so magical? It can have the power of time, and time is the most critical thing for a chef. Even if Heath is willing, he can spend a year making five

Year old brine pot.

Dialga looked at Heath blankly. At this moment, Dialga's heart was occupied by doubts. He didn't quite understand what rotten egg sauce was?

He knows these words apart, and he also knows about egg sauce, but what kind of magical thing is rotten egg sauce?

"You want to use my... these things to make stinky things?!" Dialga gritted his teeth. If he hadn't seen that person behind Heath, Dialga would have vowed to kill Heath.

It fell on the top of Tianguan Mountain, and then hung upside down for endless years of cold wind, drying the Hiss into a piece of dried meat.

"Ahem.. Although it smells bad, it actually tastes delicious. This is a kind of cooking." Heath coughed twice. He felt a threat, as if his life was suffering from something fatal.

The threat was the same, so Heath's brain circuit was extremely active.

"Oh? Something like durian?" Hearing Heath mention the topic of cooking, Dialga became a little interested. In his long life, Dialga was most interested in beating Palkia.

, then walking on the way to Palkia, and then cooking.

Cooking is a kind of life and an art. This is true for Dialga. Therefore, Dialga’s home is filled with all the recipe collections on the market. Dialga is also very interested in cooking.

He is very knowledgeable, and the last time he ate the food cooked by Heath, it tasted really good, even better than what he cooked.

"Well, that lady just ordered a piece of stinky mandarin fish, do you want to try it?" Heath saw that Dialga was tempted, and immediately started to pursue him. He didn't want to face Dialga's wrath.

"Have one." Dialga's mood calmed down a lot. He sat across from Heath, then put his hands on the counter and looked at Heath intently. Heath glanced at Dialga helplessly.

Luca, fortunately, I use Dialga's pressure cooker to cook the eggs, so it doesn't take very long.

Soon Heath took out the eggs, then took out another mandarin fish, and made a smelly mandarin fish for Dialga in the same way. Dialga watched the whole process, but for Heath

There was no pressure on him, he just cooked his own stinky mandarin fish at his own pace.

After a while, Heath brought the cooked stinky mandarin fish to Dialga, and then he started cleaning the kitchen utensils. However, when he was making the stinky mandarin fish, Heath also had some thoughts in his mind.

I was wondering if I could make this unique rotten egg sauce by following a similar process to making smelly mandarin fish?

Heath thinks this possibility is quite high.

"Brother, do you also like to eat stinky food?" On the other side, Miss Hemei had already finished her meal. She walked over curiously, and then she saw the handsome Dialga, and her heart was instantly moved.

Dialga glanced at the woman indifferently, and then slowly ate his stinky mandarin fish. He ate very carefully, as if he was savoring and savoring this unique food.

But the cold and arrogant Dialga obviously aroused Kazumi's interest. She stretched out her hand, intending to use her charm, but before she could start to use it, Dialga glared at her impatiently.

After one glance, Kazumi felt a strong sense of sleepiness, just like when it was time to go to bed every night.

He Mei's brain stopped thinking. At this moment, she just wanted to go back to her home and have a good sleep.

Seeing Miss Kazumi walking out like a zombie, Heath glanced at Dialga strangely. He really didn't know that Dialga had such strength. Is this hypnosis? Or what?

But Dialga didn't mean to explain. He just ate his food calmly. After finishing eating, Dialga put down the tachyon, then glanced at Heath, then waved his hand and put it down.

Two banknotes worth one hundred Union dollars, and then left.

Heath wiped the sweat from the top of his head. It seemed that Dialga's level was over. However, Heath fell into deep thought again. Looking at Dialga's look, if he waited to make rotten egg sauce, wouldn't he?

Does this mean that he can make Dialga his first guest?