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Chapter 2894 The Protagonists of the Fantasy Self-Defense Force!

Chapter 2894 The Protagonists of the Fantasy Self-Defense Force!

Nuclear weapons world.

Asia, Third Special District (formerly Japan), Fuchu City, Tokyo.

It was late summer and early autumn.

The breeze already carried a touch of cool comfort.

In this quiet and peaceful residential area.

A detached house with its own small courtyard looks particularly cozy.

The green plants in the courtyard are kept in a neat and orderly manner.

Warm yellow light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the smooth lawn.

Inside the spacious living room.

A large LCD TV that takes up half of the wall.

The highly anticipated semi-finals of the 'Top 100 Competition' are currently being broadcast live.

"An unbelievable collision!"

"Bang's 'Water Stream Rock Smash Fist' reversed 'Sea Dragon's Roar'!"

"Wow, Noelle, clad in the 'Poseidon Valkyrie Feather Armor,' dodged it!"

The host, Gaz, delivered a passionate and energetic narration that echoed throughout the living room.

In the scene, the azure blue flowing water energy and surging water magic constantly intertwine.

Each collision produced a deafening roar.

Five-year-old Kiyoto Itami sat cross-legged on the soft sofa in the living room, tightly hugging a 'Nezuko' doll.

A pair of bright, dark eyes were fixed on the television, and her small mouth was slightly open.

Every now and then, they would exclaim "Wow!" at the dazzling battle scenes.

The atmosphere is quite different in the open-plan dining room that connects to the living room.

Friends reunited after a long separation, the laughter and joy during the meal, and the rich aroma of food.

The table was laden with a sumptuous spread of snacks to accompany the drinks.

Grilled saury crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, steaming hot sukiyaki, and a large plate of evenly sliced ​​sashimi.

The commotion from the Top 100 competition was used here as background noise to enhance the atmosphere.

"Gulp. Gulp ha—"

Yoji Itami raised his large glass of draft beer, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

The cold liquid flowed down my throat.

It instantly dispels the fatigue and heat that have been building up for so long.

【boom! 】

He slammed the glass down onto the solid wood dining table.

He let out a long sigh of relief.

His face showed signs of age, appearing somewhat weathered as he approached forty.

A relieved smile immediately appeared on his face, which still had a bit of stubble.

"We've finally retreated from that damned Zerg homeworld."

Yoji Itami leaned back in his chair, tugged at the slightly tight collar of his shirt, and spoke with an undisguised mix of relief and exhaustion.

“You wouldn’t believe it, these past few months over there, every time I opened my eyes I was surrounded by all sorts of insects, and there were just too many to kill.”

"It's like a tide that never runs dry."

“I even dream about being torn apart by the ‘Warrior Bug’.”

He is no longer a lowly lieutenant in the Self-Defense Forces.

Instead, he was a colonel in the Star Guard of the Cancer Star Group Army after rising through the ranks.

And the commander of the 1st Regiment of the 2nd Heavy Combined Arms Brigade.

He commands over two thousand soldiers and various types of armored units.

But I have never forgotten my original intention that 'work is to support my hobbies (staying at home)'.

Although I didn't have much time, I still bought quite a lot of comics, figurines, and other merchandise.

But the one who enjoyed them was not himself, but his son.

"Who can argue with that?"

Akira Tomita, sitting to Yoji Itami's left, raised his glass in agreement.

He is still under the other side's command, serving as the battalion commander of the 2nd Battalion of the 1st Regiment, and his rank has been promoted to lieutenant colonel in the Star Guardian Army.

"If it weren't for the World Government's ample logistical support, it would be difficult to suppress their terrifying rate of reproduction."

"Not to mention that we have a stable territory of three million square kilometers on the other side."

"Fortunately, we are locals here, and they granted us officers a month-long leave so we can go home and relax."

Yoji Itami smiled, picked up a sashimi slice, stuffed it into his mouth, and said:

"We don't need to follow the main group to the Giant World for rest in three days."

"I'm going to watch as many of the latest anime series as I can these days!"

Upon hearing Yoji Itami's words, Takeo Kurata, sitting opposite him, nodded excitedly and repeatedly: "Yes, yes, let's watch it together!"

Although he is now a major in the Star Forces and serves as the company commander of the 1st Company, 2nd Battalion, 1st Regiment, under the other party.

But its core anime/manga/game (2D) attributes remain unchanged.

They also like demi-human races with animal ears, especially cat ears.

This allowed him to frequently request leave to travel to Aconcagua (South America) when he was in the world of giants where the Astral Army headquarters was located.

Playing with those beast-like demi-humans who migrated from the world of Farmat.

He also successfully found a cat-woman girlfriend named Pelucia.

Kurata Takeo then turned his gaze to Furuta Hitoshi, who was walking over.

"To be honest, I'm actually quite envious of you."

At that moment, Furuta Hitoshi, who had been called out, placed a plate of freshly sliced ​​tamagoyaki on the table.

Although dressed casually in loungewear, her chef-like competence was undeniable.

We were comrades-in-arms in the same Third Reconnaissance Brigade.

He failed the test to join the Astral Legion.

If you don't want to stay in the Self-Defense Forces, you can choose to retire.

Then, three years ago, due to my love for cooking...

He specifically applied to go to 'Food Wars World' to further his culinary skills.

I only returned to the world of nuclear weapons two months ago.

"Haha, stop teasing me, kid."

Upon hearing this, Furuta Hitoshi burst into hearty laughter, then sat down in the empty seat and poured himself a cup of sake.

"But to be honest, the three years I spent learning in the Food Wars world were tiring, but they were also fulfilling and enjoyable."

"The people in that world, whether as chefs or diners, have a very deep passion for food."

A look of reminiscence crossed Furuta Hitoshi's face:

"Although I didn't attend the famous Totsuki Academy, my teachers were graduates of that academy."

"His culinary skills are so exquisite that they give you goosebumps."

"I only tasted one bite of the green pepper and shredded pork he made on the spot, and I was so overwhelmed with happiness that I burst into tears."

"Although there was no 'glowing,' 'clothes ripping,' or 'hallucination' as rumored, it was still enough to make me remember it for the rest of my life."

"Even so, he said he barely graduated, let alone compared to the so-called 'Top Ten'."

Yoji Itami clicked his tongue in amazement: "That's so exaggerated?"

Furuta Hitoshi nodded emphatically: "I almost didn't plan to come back from the Food Wars world."

"The atmosphere there is simply captivating."

"But after thinking about it, I realized that it's not my home after all, and I can't bear to leave you all, my friends."

"Besides, if I opened a restaurant in the Food Wars world with my skills, I would at best be a third-rate person, and I wouldn't be competitive at all."

"You're one of the few with a conscience."

Kurata Takeo smiled and raised his glass to clink with his.

"However, things are different when we return to the world of nuclear weapons."

A smug gleamed in Furuta Hitoshi's eyes: "The cooking skills, heat control, and understanding of ingredients I learned there are more than enough to use here!"

"I recently opened my own shop, which fulfills a dream I've had for many years."

"Business is booming right now, and reservations are already booked two months in advance!"

"Master Chef, can we eat for free at your restaurant from now on?"

Accompanied by a gentle yet slightly teasing female voice.

Kurokawa Mari walked out of the kitchen carrying freshly fried tempura that looked incredibly tempting, with a golden hue.

She placed the plate in the center of the table and then sat down to Yoji Itami's right.