As silly as it sounds, an oven toaster brought them together.

Deuce : Then i shall be the first one who tries them...

Ace : Hey, you're not the only one...

Law : Yesh... Don't go ahead...

Leyla : Relax guys... How about i pour to all of you and drink at the same time...

They all nodded to her and after she brought a few glasses for all of them she went to the jars and picked one as she shook it...

There was no sound coming from it, indicating it was empty, it was the same for the next four of them and as she shook the sixth one it was heavier and was making giggle sounds...

She open the lid and then started pouring first on the boys waiting for them to taste it...

Leon had placed the two huge plates in front of them and went to the kitchen to finish the rest...

As they took a sip, a wave of heaviness hit them while slowly gulping down the aftertaste of the red wine...

Deuce : Good wine...

Ace : So heavy....

Law : Perhaps with 3-4 glasses we will be out before we know it...

Law : It has a sweet yet heavy texture...

Leyla : Good, then here, you can all enjoy...

Leon : Not just them everyone can drink...

Leon : The previous two plates i set on the table were...

Leon : Beef brisket, bottom or top round, or chuck set in a deep roasting pan with potatoes, carrots, onions, and whatever else your chef threw in to be infused with the meat's simmering juices...

Leon : The pot roast could be anointed with red wine or even beer, then covered and cooked on the stovetop or in the oven.

Leon : So the wine you have on hand is perfect to go with this...

Leon : As for the other one it is dehydrated meat shrivelled almost beyond recognition an unlikely source of so much gustatory pleasure, but jerky is a high-protein favourite of backpackers, road trippers, and snackers everywhere.

Leon : It's a slice of mixed fire-cured meat with animal fat. Beef, turkey, chicken, venison, buffalo, even ostrich, alligator, yak, and emu. 

Leon : Peppered, barbecued, hickory-smoked, honey glazed. Flavoured with teriyaki, jalapeno, lemon pepper, chilli.

Leon : Prepare to chew long and hard. You've still got your own teeth, right?

Olivia : Oh, you used the small pieces of meat i was saving through the months...

Leon : Yes, as i thought they would go to waste if they stay unused for long...

Leon : As for the two i brought now...

Leon : Grill skirt steak over the fire, wrap with anything bread related. You can spread on it various of condiments such as grilled onions and green pepper, pico de gallo, shredded cheese, and sour cream...

Kuina : But i can only see the meat here with a white sauce...

Leon : Yeah, i only dipped it in milk and grilled onions as the others have finished...

Leon : You should finished these first before the next ones come out...

Olivia : Don't you need help to prepare all these??

Leon : Not quite... When i start with one dish i think what else could i create with the leftovers and create a different dish at the same time...

Olivia : You mean that when you cook with one set of ingredients you add 3-4 more in the leftovers and create another??

Leon : Pretty much...

Leon : The last two dishes are taking too long because they need to be cooked until high-level texture...

Olivia started tasting the dishes that were in front of them while Leon went to check the other two dishes...

After 15 minutes of cheating as he used his flames to cook and roast them faster in the stone oven, he served them the last two...

He started explaining that one of them was made with meat, vegetables a trinity of celery, peppers, and onions along with rice, shrimp and andouille sausage.

Although he did say that because he lacked sausage he added bacon...

As for the last one, it was the major plate of the day...

Pork or beef, slathered or smoked roasted with different kinds of seasonings with the help of his flames along with a sauce he managed to come up adding all the previous juices from salads and different dishes he created...

2 Siblings...... Leyla and Leon, As they went a road trip with their private plane..... on the road of return never would they have imagine themselfs in a new adventure......

Ryouta: its Terrible*munch slurp*

Tamako: oh I guess another failure

man: well I guess I'll clean up your mess honey

He heads in the kitchen and starts making something

a red-haired boy around Ryouta age looks at him curiously and asks why he is still eating it

Ryouta: while its terrible...there is a certain flavor I enjoy...

the boy looks confused 

old man: so boy what's your story...why haven't you eaten much...what are your parent doing

Ryouta: well I don't have any parents...in fact I woke up in a forest a year ago...(actually the Kazuma family all have family that cares about them... it's just complicated situations for them...but they are all rich...Grayfia has a younger brother but they seem to be at odds for some reason and Est, Sakura and Restia are like apart of me...they don't really require food...Grayfia also is a noble rich family...wait a second...why is everyone spunging off me)

Ryouta starts having tears in his eyes

Old Man: oh...I'm sorry...I guess even someone as young as you has it hard

Ryouta was confused at what this old man was talking abou

suddenly the man presents his dish to Ryouta

Ryouta is mesmerized by the smell: this is udon

Man:oh you can tell from the smell

Ryouta bit into and was shocked at it. The noodles were perfect and the balance was perfect...he felt warmer and his body felt more relaxed

Ryouta: wow what is this...the most impressive thing is the noodles..how did you remove the starchy flavor

Man: I gave them a ice bath

Ryouta eyes shined: of course that removes excess starch....but sometimes when I make a broth it's starchy...

old man: did you separate the noodles when you cooked the noodles

Ryouta: no...I mean they are going to end up the same

Man: its a rookie mistake...

Ryouta felt shocked at this

Tamako: but you are quite knowledgeable do you like to cook

Ryouta:...I'm not sure...I like cooking for the people I care about..I like bringing joy to people...I learned that the one thing that everyone has in common in the world is food...when someone is hungry they will eat...

The man smiled and patted the boy shoulders and was surprised because...he felt tons of muscles on this boy...he also noticed a sword on his side and another special weapon on his right: hmm

Ryouta: huh?

Man:...oh nothing besides I am Jōichirō Yukihira , my wife the owner Tamako and this is my son Soma

Ryouta: Ryouta Kazum, this is Est, this is Restia and this is sakura...they are a little shy

old man: stop it kid

Tears come from Tamako as she hugs him

Ryouta was confused at what was going on

Joichiro: don't worry we will look

Ryouta: never mind that...can you be my master...I want to learn what it truly means to cook like you

Joichiro rubs his nose smirking: well if you

Ryouta holds hands: please take me as your disciple Tamako sensei

Ryouta bows

Tamako laughs and smugly says: well of course but it won't be easy to be as amazing as me

Ryouta kowtow Three times 

Joichiro, soma and old man Kazusato Yukihira were frozen at this devolopement...they couldn't process it

-------------------------

A little bit later Soma askes Ryouta

Soma: why did you want my mom to be your master...dad is a better chef

Ryouta:...she has a quality that I think I need...Sensei has something that he lacks...no not lacks but not as strong but not as intensed 

Joichiro who is watching Ryouta cut vegatibles in the back smiles...thinking to himself: yeah...she does have something...I guess you could say it isn't as strong as hers...

Joichiro: hey Ryo lets have a match...if you win I'll do all your prep for a week if you lose you have to be my genie pig for a week...

Ryouta:sure

...
Tamako: the winner is Joichiro 

Ryouta is then forced to eat his experiemnts 

Ryouta: bleh squid and peanut butter...thats horrible...hmm I have an idea for a new recipe 

---------------------

1 year later

Soma: the winner is aniki

Ryouta takes off his bandana: it wasn't much

Joichiro: grr fine...I'll take you with me

Ryouta: haha yes

Tamako: wow my disciple has sure has grown...I've done a good job teaching him...he still has a long way to go

Ryouta: yeah...I still have a long way

Ryouta/ Joichiro matches 19 wins 41 losses 

Joichiro: your not doing bad you won the last two

Ryouta: ugh that's because you did something crazy...ugh..anyway let's go

Soma: have fun, you guys

Soma waved and Ryouta and Joichiro left...Joichiro told him to call him Saiba ryouta just said he will call him chef

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Ryouta and Joichiro...Saiba called a cab 

Ryouta asked: why have you been letting me win...I noticed that your cooking has been less than normal...

SaibaL oh so I'm caught...I didn't really hold back I just gave you a slight handicap...I was testing something...

Ryouta narrows his eyes...he hated people not giving there best with competing against others...it was like his very core was being mocked...he wasn't angry but...annoyed..

Saiba: stop looking at me like that...I will be honest your gifted, but its kind of demonic

Ryouta: demonic? 

Saiba: I feel if your not careful you will end up going to the dark side

Ryouta looks at him confused

Saiba: you possess t something most people would only ream to have...God's eyes, you were able to tell the difference in what I was missing from the sight...

Ryouta: but I still have trouble with telling differences with taste

Saiba: that because your palate is still small...

Ryouta:...but whats god's eye?

Saiba: Every generation there are people born with great abilities. Their senses are greater than normal. for example, there is God's tongue that can taste any type of flavor and understand what makes it better. They say if you have one your destine to be a great chef and you have one. However just possession one doesn't mean you will achieve greatness some fall and never recover. 

Ryouta: so what good is having super senses? I think Taste is the most important... 

Saiba: For the cook, one might think that taste is the most important sense. It is indeed a common mantra among chefs: "Always be tasting." But it's not just tasting to taste, but rather to evaluate what you're tasting. Is there enough salt so that it tastes not salty but rather seasoned? Is there enough acidity? Enough richness, enough depth? If not, then think: How should I adjust this?

But often overlooked as a fundamental cooking sense is hearing. When I cook bacon, for instance, I start it in water. The gentle heat of water begins to render the fat and the bacon will never go above browning temperature; it's cooking, but it can't burn. But once I hear that pan crackling, I know that the water is almost gone; rendered fat can get very hot, and so I must attend to the pan.


Smell, likewise, is important, not just as an indicator of deliciousness (or the reverse) but of where you are in the cooking. If I am finishing up the components to go along with the prime rib I'm roasting in the oven, and I don't smell that delicious roasting meat, I'd better check the oven because it's probably not cooking properly, and not nearly done. If I smell it too early, perhaps the oven is too hot.

Touch is essential, a sense to call attention to because people are terrified of germs and bacteria, seem increasingly afraid of touching food. We touch a bread dough to evaluate if it has risen sufficiently. We press down on steak to intuit how done it is on the inside. We touch the top of a crème brûlée to ensure that it is smooth and brittle, not soft and sticky. Touch your food.

Sight is important, obviously — you can see that you've overcooked your pine nuts, or how delicious that roasted chicken is because you've put an aggressive coating of salt on it and roasted it in a very hot oven. You can see the oil ripple and swirl when it hits the sauté pan telling you the pan is good and hot.

But more important is imagined sight. What you expect to see should be a part of the cooking process."

Ryouta is frozen for a moment...like he had a deep understanding

Ryouta: (imaginary sight...that's right...

suddenly the taxi comes

Saiba stops talking and waits for Ryouta to regain his bearing and head off

Ryouta: so do you posses a god sense

Saiba: oh me...I wonder~

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they walk and out of the taxi and walk to some old building...

They went inside then visit an old lady and Joichiro and this old lady talk for a bit. He introduces Ryouta to the old lady and they talked for a while. The old lady said something about trying some of his cooking later but Joichiro says they're actually running late. The lady was thinking about how the person once known as the demon has changed...

They then said bye and walked to a mansion...

Ryouta was shocked at the size and questioned: Does master know you have a sugar mama on the side

{Ryouta wanted to gain some experience outside the restruant so he had no clue where he was going) 

Joichiro lips twitch "no there was only one woman for me and this is an old friend of mine only my friend is home

They went to the back of it and went inside and got changed in one of the rooms. Joichiro changed into a professional white chef's uniform. he then had a black apron around his waist and Ryouta was wearing a white jacket blue pants. 

 they walk and see an old man drinking tea the old man smiles and is surprised to see a boy with and they talk for a bit and Ryouta cheekily asks: So you're going to rob them. stealing is bad..but I mean...as long as I get a cut its not bad...

Joichiro: brat shut up and prep...

I am known as man with many faces 

Sometimes I fight as a persona user, sometimes I fight as against people like baki 
Sometimes I play basketball with the generation of miracles
(Tenchi Nura childhood as ryouta kise)

Thats because I have lots of masks
Volume 1: I went to an all girls school (Shomin Sample/ Armed Girl's Machiavellism)
Volume 2: I went to a parallel world as Raku from Nisekoi met some twins and had an akira fight...
Volume 3: I spent time with my fiance yona of the dawn
Volume 4: I did a side job at a the prison deadman wonderland
Volume 5: checking out the three kingdom in tales of bersira and arslan
Volume 6: Cooking in Shokugeki no Soma

My identity can be Sanji from one piece, master roshi from Dragon ball, or many others

In my first life I was known as the smartest God

In my second life I was known as the scariest and most powerful Devil

In my third life I was known as the fastest human and called the flame King

Now in my fourth life I am the Grandson of two of the strongest in the world. Nurarihyon and Katsuhito Masaki

This organization has taken control of the multiverse with its leader goal of bringing destruction. My universe is prime, so I can combine the dimensions together and save them, or destroy them to sever them and lead them to their destruction 

Be a hero? a villain? Fuck that I'm a Guardian I'll go to the universe and judge them. Good and evil means nothing to me. but if they're with the organization they should wash their necks 

because I will even make a devil cry 
(Sequel to Tenchi Nura childhood as ryouta kise recommends read it but you dont have to)

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It has been a week since Sanji has been on rescued. Joichirio is taking Sanji to meet a Civil Servant to help adopt Sanji. What they have been doing is...

"And the winner is" the point to Joe"Joe" 

"It wasn't much" as he takes out his brand new food recipe and feeds it to Sanji

"Ugh thats a weird combo but it surprisingly not bad. Peanut butter and jelly on jalapeno cheese bread. I wont lose next time through" Sanji says as he eats it all. 

The ship lands at port. they say goodbye to the crew and had to the Civil Service place.
There Sanji wasn't prepared. His new father friend is a rabbit.. named Kenzou Momoi. Joichiro was normal about the rabbit like treating it like it was a normal person. Sanji had no words. Sanji then found that the rabbit has a kid his age... 'HOW THE HELL DOES A RABBIT HAVE A HUMAN KID'

Then Joichiro takes his son to a a strange place in Tokyo. This place isn't weird to say its the people. He took sanji to this place to see a doctor 'friend' of his. To check on how old Sanji is and stuff about his past. 

{{POV SANJI}

When we get to the Doctors office I see a hot green eyes and brownish red hair woman wearinga lab coat, a pink top (that slightly shows the top of her breasts) that's held together by a belt on her waist and a black skirt. 

I go up to her and say "HELLO NURSE" I grab her hand and say "I have a life threating disease and cant live on without you bearing my children" I then kiss the back of her hand"

She laughs and seductively say "I would agree but your a little to green to "She comes closer to me and bend down and whisper in my ear"~to handle a night with me" then she kiss me on the cheek and says come back in a few years once you have experience"

I was speechless. I look at my old man and he shakes his head and says

"be careful of her son her name is Mikado Ryōko she may be kind but she does openly work for the dark side...Oh and she is a virgin so don't worry"

"Dark side and... how do you know shes a virgin" I look at him strangely and with some contempt

"For dark side you will find out about that later as you travel with me. You'd be the decider of the path you choose as for how I know shes a virgin smell"

"Tst, Smell?"

"Yeah she smells like a virgin. Its what is needed to be a great chef?"

"Yeah yeah sounds like BS"

"For a cook what is the most important sense??"

"Obvious the taste" the old man shakes his head

"For the cook, one might think that taste is the most important sense. It is indeed a common mantra among chefs: "Always be tasting." But it's not just tasting to taste, but rather to evaluate what you're tasting. Is there enough salt so that it tastes not salty but rather seasoned? Is there enough acidity? Enough richness, enough depth? If not, then think: How should I adjust this?

But often overlooked as a fundamental cooking sense is hearing. When I cook bacon, for instance, I start it in water. The gentle heat of water begins to render the fat and the bacon will never go above browning temperature; it's cooking, but it can't burn. But once I hear that pan crackling, I know that the water is almost gone; rendered fat can get very hot, and so I must attend to the pan.

Smell, likewise, is important, not just as an indicator of deliciousness (or the reverse) but of where you are in the cooking. If I am finishing up the components to go along with the prime rib I'm roasting in the oven, and I don't smell that delicious roasting meat, I'd better check the oven because it's probably not cooking properly, and not nearly done. If I smell it too early, perhaps the oven is too hot.

Touch is essential, a sense to call attention to because people are terrified of germs and bacteria, seem increasingly afraid of touching food. We touch a bread dough to evaluate if it has risen sufficiently. We press down on steak to intuit how done it is on the inside. We touch the top of a crème brûlée to ensure that it is smooth and brittle, not soft and sticky. Touch your food.

Sight is important, obviously — you can see that you've overcooked your pine nuts, or how delicious that roasted chicken is because you've put an aggressive coating of salt on it and roasted it in a very hot oven. You can see the oil ripple and swirl when it hits the sauté pan telling you the pan is good and hot.

But more important is imagined sight. What you expect to see should be a part of the cooking process."

"Wow I learned alot... but wait how do you know shes a virgin" 
 
The old man smirks and says "experience" I had my mouth open I then look at her and shes red and looks away when I gave her a gaze.."

Then the doctor office opens and a very tall buxom woman, with ridiculous curves.  Her physique is most pronounced by her humongous breasts. She has long blonde hair that extends down pass her waist, and hazel eyes. Several bangs of her hair comes down into her face, with two bangs come down at the sides running all the way down while also framing her face. She appears to be sleepy. and says "the doctor will now see you"

I ingrain her chest to memory then the other nurse goes and slams the desk and screams "Shizuka were you sleeping again the doctor had no other patients"

The woman named Shizuka Marikawa laughs and say" Teehee don't tell the doctor" as he bonks her head and sticks out of tongue..it seems shes the dumb blonde type"I start my final year in high school next year so been studying for it"

"I am in the same as you but this is work" She shakes her head in frustration."what am I to do with you... oh you two can go in that room"

I then stream "You two are in high school !"

Their eyebrow twitch the old man hits my head and im in pain

"Little Sanji are you saying we look 'OOLD'" 

'do I see their eyes turn red...its my imagination right I think I see a sword too its lies right'

"Nn NO sorry I was just shocked because you too carry your selves so well and your amazing bodies that would put idols and models to shamed I thought that you were older Im sorry " I then bow my head"

"Oh I wasn't angry I was just messing with you right Shizuka"

"Yeah we wouldn't be angry here let Neesan give you a hug"

"thank you Neesan I love you"

""AWWW"'

*cough  SANJI STOP FLIRTING AND GET OVER HERE" 'he should focus more on his cooking than his flirting'

"see you two later" I ran to the old man to meet the doctor and I froze. the doctor is strange too strange... I look at my father gave him a strange look and the doctor in front of me Introduced himself as 

"hello my names is Shingen Kishitani" as he spends around with his hands in the air" 

"Doctor why are you wearing a gas mask "

 "the air in Tokyo is filthy." 

I had sweat drop from head from that answer 'how much of a clean freak is...;

"So Saiba-san why have you come here. you usually wouldn't come here"

'Da fuck is Saiba?'

"Yeah haha" he laughs as he puts his arm around his head and scratches the back of his head. Then he moves his hand to touch the back of the doctor and says " Shingen-sensei I have a adopted him and he is a little strange... he was found in the middle of the Pacific Ocean not eaten or drunken anything for several days, without knowledge of how he got in the middle of the ocean. Also he seemed to say he was in the Atlantic Ocean" however no missing persons, no accidents and his name doesn't exists. but the strangest thing is his body is strong. Like rivaling your sons friend Heiwajima-kun"

"Interesting Interesting I would like to operate on him" At first he looked bored but the more the old man talked the more he seemed to look at me like a kid in a candy store

"What"

"Nope not going to happen I would just like to know his age and a simple physical and mental evaluation"

"Well your no fun... hey umm blonde come on I want to experiment I mean perform a physical on you"

"you said experiment didn't you I heard experiment!"

"Dont worry hes the best underground doctor"

"wait underground what are you saying old man"

I was dragged to the doctors operating room... what happen I I dont remember...

"Well that was interesting says as he breathe through the mask" I learned alot from blounde. blonde if you want to be my guinea pig please come again he says as we leave his office"

"Old man what happen... why cant I remember" I ask while a little scared

"oh he just did a physical on you I'll tell you on the way to the next location... why dont you say goodbye to your 'girlfriends' mehehe " he says with his right hand on his mouth.  I mouth twitch but I run up to the girls who are talking and hug them.

"I'm sorry but I have to go right now but before I go I want to say I love you I kiss their hands and about to leave when they grab both of my hands and say

"well so you confess to us and"

"just leave us like that how do you want to take responsibility for us now that were pregnant" they mess with him seeing hes a little kid. thinking he doesn't understand. The old man had his month open like he's about to say something when I go and say

"I got you two pregnant understand I'll take responsibility and marry you I kiss them in their shocked look on the cheeks they blush. and say" I can't kiss you on the lips right now because Im not worthy of you but in the future I will. " I then run out of the office followed by the old man who starts laughing when he sees my extreamly red face.

"haha I thought you were more experience for a moment but it turns out you are still just a kid."

"SHUT UP OLD MAN"

"Stop with the old man Im only 28"

The last thing I remember is saving a little girl before a bus fell into the ocean.
My biggest regret is dying a virgin I was thinking to myself If there is another life i will have a harem! 

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Even though she had sent many people to look for them, Xia Jinqi was still worried. She directly followed the helicopter over.
The Sea extended for 800 nautical miles. The Sea and the sky connected as far as the eye could see. Especially in this pitch-black night, it was even more difficult to find the two of them.
The sea breeze grew stronger and stronger. The waves that were stirred up also began to surge.
After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the oil on Fang Shaoan's yacht was completely exhausted. The last bit of electricity was also gone. The entire yacht suddenly sank into the darkness.
Fortunately, Zuo Xiaoran added a few pieces of charcoal, and the faint light of the fire shone on the two of them.
When they came out, the sun was shining brightly, and the wind was warm. Zuo Xiaoran was only wearing a thin dress, and now she was shivering in the night wind. She could only cross her arms and rub them non-stop.
Fang Shaoan glanced at her, took off his suit jacket without saying anything, and threw it on Zuo Xiaoran. "here. Put It on. "
Zuo Xiaoran paused for a moment, and touched the suit that had good fabric. She looked at Fang Shaoan in surprise. "Aren't you cold? "
"I'm a man. How can I be so weak? " Fang Shaoan said in an extremely domineering manner. His heart still trembled a little. Oh my God, it's really cold!
"Oh... " Zuo Xiaoran then unfolded the suit and put it on her body.
There was still some faint body temperature belonging to another man on the suit. It wrapped around her small body just like that.
It felt a little strange. This was the first time she wore clothes of the opposite sex other than her father.
Not long after, Fang Shaoan sneezed due to the cold. "Ah Qiu! "
Zuo Xiaoran looked up at him. "Are you okay? Why don't I return the clothes to you... "
Unexpectedly, Fang Shaoan just woke up his nose. "If I tell you to wear them, then you should wear them. Why are you talking so much? "
"..."Zuo Xiaoran thought to herself, good intentions don't pay off.
Just like that, the two of them sat opposite each other in the darkness. There were a few times when their eyes were about to meet, and they both shifted their gazes uncomfortably.
The charcoal fire in the oven was getting weaker and weaker, and the light was getting dimmer and dimmer.
In this silence, a wave came over, and the entire yacht tilted in Zuo Xiaoran's direction!
The oven also slid down the slope. Seeing that it was about to hit Zuo Xiaoran, Fang Shaoan shouted loudly and quickly pounced over, "BE CAREFUL! "
Then, before Zuo Xiaoran could turn around, a tall figure pounced over in front of her, covering her whole body.
Bang! The oven hit Fang Shaoan's back.
The sound of meat being roasted was mixed with the sound of meat being roasted.
The temperature of the grilled fish was still high. Taking advantage of the remaining heat, Fang Shaoan was roasted.
"Hiss! " Fang Shaoan groaned in pain. His facial features were tightly knitted together.
Zuo Xiaoran came back to her senses and quickly helped him to move aside. "Are you okay? Are you burning? "
"..."Fang Shaoan didn't say anything for a long time. He seemed to... ... Smell the fragrance of roasted meat, and.. .. A burning pain came from his back.
At this time, the waves had stopped, and the yacht had calmed down. Zuo Xiaoran kicked the oven away and turned to check Fang Shaoan's back.
His clothes were already burnt. Under a round hole, his skin was red from the heat, and there was a small circle of burnt ashes around him.

After marriage, his little wife openly stared at other men at the ball!
It seems that the family is not strict, directly take home a good education!


Allan shook his head. That was one of the ingredients that Allan was against using for the mission. To be more exact, he disapproved of it. It had to do with the show's image as well, but he didn't want to eat it either. After all, he was a man before he was a chef. There were so many delicious foods in the world, so he didn't want to put that in his mouth.

But Martin didn't care. As soon as he heard of cow penis, he wanted to use it for the show right away. He thought it was an ingredient that could revive the mission. Allan agreed with that. But…

'I'll have to eat that.'

Just the thought of it made him sad. He had eaten cow penis before, but he never wanted to try it again. Could Kaya possibly cook it in a way that would change his mind?

Allan stopped thinking and looked at Allan's cooking station. He was making batter out of potato, flour, egg, and salt. Allan was in awe of the snake-like batter. It looked like that of an experienced gnocchi chef. It was soft like pudding on the outside but elastic enough to stretch out. The batter was perfect in terms of basics.

'He's definitely growing.'

He couldn't say it was remarkable growth, but Cho Min Joon was getting better one step at a time. Cho Min Joon wasn't able to make this kind of batter before. Perhaps, he was influenced by the chefs around him. Compared to before, he really had the basics down pat.

Allan looked at Emily with confidence. Emily looked back with a confused face. Allan spoke in a softer voice than usual, "The batter looks good. I look forward to the gnocchi."

"Thank you."

He didn't mind such a short answer since he was proceeding ahead at a consistent pace. Allan smirked and headed to another cooking station. Emily whispered in his hear before following Allan.

"I look forward to it even more than Allan. Good luck."

Once the judges left, Cho Min Joon sighed inside his head. Every time they came near, he felt distracted. But he had to overcome it. After all, he was never going to have the luxury of only focusing on food inside the kitchen. Perfect chefs were able to cook while dealing with customers, orders, complaints and much more, but not many had strong mindsets that could endure all of that.

Cho Min Joon finished his batter. After stretching it out like a snake, he just had to slice it up into pieces. With the remainder, he had to cook it slightly in the water, put it in a container with cheese cream sauce, put mozzarella cheese on top, and then put it in the oven.

After putting the batter In the fridge, he checked the cheese cream sauce to find that the gorgonzola cheese was melted. Cho Min Joon put it into a container that would go into the oven. He only had 25 minutes left. He had no time to waste. He matured the batter further before he could put it in the oven for 17 minutes, so he wasn't in a rush either.

When he looked around, he saw that Kaya was already boiling her stew. Chloe was boiling down her shark fin in soy sauce, and Anderson was making a puree after frying his sea anemone. As for Ivanna, she put garlic, onions, pepper, and mushrooms inside the tripe. She roasted it in the oven and then made blueberry puree as a sauce.

Joanne was planning to grill her steak and add balsamic dressing, and Sasha was at her wit's end even after putting her octopus in the oven, and Hugo was cooking his meat in a sauce.

'… Everyone was grilling.'

If a person didn't know how to cook something, grilling was the safest way to go, and if that person put a sauce or a vegetable puree with it, the result usually wasn't half bad, but of course, one never knew what kind of score he or she would get.

Time passed. After taking out the batter from the fridge, he immediately put it in the boiling water. He normally would have cooked it for 3 to 5 minutes, but since he was going to put it in the oven, that wasn't necessary.

From this point forward, each minute was important. After putting the gnocchi inside the container with the cheese cream sauce and after putting mozzarella cheese on top, he put it into the preheated oven.

All he had to do after that was wait. Cho Min Joon looked at his watch. He felt like every 5 minutes passed slower and slower, and once 17 minute passed, Cho Min Joon took out his dish. He then flashed a smile. Most experienced chefs would only be able to see that the mozzarella cheese was nice and yellow and nothing else, but Cho Min Joon was different.

[Potato gnocchi gratin]

Freshness: 93%

Origin: (Too many ingredients for an accurate calculation)

Quality: High

Cooking Score: 7/10

It was already 7 points without a truffle added, but he tried not to get his hopes up. This was already his expected score. Truffle wasn't going to increase it to 8 points. It was a simple recipe not needing particular technique, and unless the truffle created a sensational combination with the potato gnocchi gratin, which it wasn't going to, the score wasn't going to change.

Nothing would change when the white truffle was placed on top, but that was okay. As long as the cooking score didn't go down, that was all that mattered.

He couldn't taste the dish himself. Cho Min Joon sniffed it. The smell of the truffle and cheese… was unique, but it wasn't all that charming.

'Why do people like this?'

He thought the same way when he tried the Fois Gras that the judges left. He thought that it would taste as good as its high cost... because it was expensive, but Fois Gras was nothing but fatty liver. It had depth, but it was so deep that it made people feel burdened.

'I guess you can't enjoy all foods even if your gourmet tasting level is 8.'

But the fact that he couldn't enjoy the flavors wasn't Cho Min Joon's palate's fault, but the fact that the ingredient was unfamiliar. Not many people could enjoy a food that they had never tried before. Even for Pyeongyang cold noodles, one had to taste it several times before they appreciated it.

He had a sensitive palate compared to average. He tasted food better than most, but he didn't stand a chance against Kaya.

"Take your hands off!"

Joseph shouted in a firm voice, but Chloe looked surprised. She mustn't have looked at the time because she still hadn't taken out her shark fin from the pot. Chloe looked at the judges in sadness but they shook their heads.

"Chloe. Please bring your dish as is. Rules are rules."

"… Yes, Sir."

The judges looked at Chloe in sympathy. Emily spoke in a calm voice, "That was a hard mission. I'm not a chef myself, but I'm sure you all did your best. Good work. Let's begin the evaluations. Kaya, please come on up."

Allan was the type to eat the worst foods first. He looked at Kaya's stew with a sad look on his face. He could see half of the meat floating in a soup with vegetables. It looked good at first… But he sighed. Kaya spoke with a provocative face, "It's Penis Stew."

"… I know the name. No need to repeat it."

Allan grumbled in a grumpy voice and hesitated in front of the dish. Emily ended up tasting the stew first. She nodded.

"The broth tastes good. I can't taste any fishiness. Did you add cilantro?"

"Yes. I added lots of cilantro and garlic. Lime juice, too."

"Hm… It tastes more like a South-east Asian stew than a Western one, and the meat…"

Emily chewed on the meat along with some vegetables. Allan and Joseph stared at her in disgust, but she didn't mind them. She smiled calmly.

"The texture is great… And it goes great with the vegetables. I want to ask Min Joon for the score…"

Emily glanced at Cho Min Joon. He avoided her gaze. He didn't want to taste that just to help out the judges. Emily smacked her lips in disappointment.

"It doesn't look like he wants to eat it."

"That's not good. Chefs shouldn't be picky."

Kaya spoke in a cold voice. Cho Min Joon felt mad for a second, but he didn't refute. He knew he would have to eat it as soon as he did, and his senses were right. Allan said,

"Kaya is right. Min Joon, come here."

"… Sorry? Why?"

"Like she said, chefs shouldn't be picky, and with a picky palate like yours, you need to get used to unique ingredients. You can probably make flavors come alive while others can't. This is an opportunity for you."

He talked for a long time. He made it sound like it was for his good, but his eyes said, 'Let's die together.' Cho Min Joon fumbled with his collar. Joseph laughed and added, "Allan is right. With a palate like yours, you need to grab on to this opportunity. Try it, Min Joon. You mustn't avoid food ingredients."

"… What about the other contestants?"

As soon as Cho Min Joon glanced at the other 6 contestants, they glared back. Joseph smiled and shook his head.

"Unfortunately, we don't have enough for that. I doubt the other contestants are sad that you'll be representing them…"

"Min Joon has the best palate out of us all. He should be our representative."

Anderson spoke in a calm voice. He then glanced at Cho Min Joon with a  grin.

'… I've been screwed over.'

He had no other choice. He hoped Martin would stop them, but he was smiling and welcoming the situation.

Since Chloe was smiling too, he had no one to turn to. Cho Min Joon walked as if he was walking to his death. He glared at Allan. His eyes were so fierce that he didn't look like himself.

"Why haven't you tried it yet?"

"… I was just about to. Here."

Allan handed Cho Min Joon a spoon. Cho Min Joon accepted it. He hesitated and then put a piece of the meat in his mouth with the vegetables. He didn't move his jaws at first, but when the judges stared, he proceeded to chew. He wasn't going to just swallow it since Kaya cooked it herself. Considering the care she put it into it, he couldn't let it go to waste.

'… This is so bad.'


Like Emily said, the meat was chewy, but that made him feel insulted. The flavor of the cow didn't taste all that good. The sauce saved it. If it was cooked with just salt, he wouldn't have been able to handle it. Fois Gras was hard to eat for a different reason. He felt like every time he took a bite, he heard a cow moo.

When Cho Min Joon ate it, Allan and Joseph couldn't just idle by any longer. They put the stew in their mouths as well. They were hesitant before they ate, but they were pros once it entered their mouths. Allan spoke in a calm voice, "You cooked the penis before you added the sauce."

"Yes."

"It wouldn't be this savory if you hadn't. It would have tasted very smelly. How did you know how to do this? You've never made this before."

"I've made tripe a few times. I already knew that the flavor of tripe depends on when the meat was cooked, and I knew that penis was an intestine as well."

Kaya looked confident as if it was no big deal. She was simply smiling on the outside, but Cho Min Joon could read her. They spent a lot of time together, so it was easy to know what she was thinking.

Joseph looked at Cho Min Joon.

"How many points?"

"… 7 points."

The judges were now also interested in Cho Min Joon's scores. Emily nodded.

"Hm, that's what I figured. That's impressive, Kaya. You got 7 points on your Penis Stew."

The evaluation ended with Kaya's smile, but that didn't mean Cho Min Joon could return.

"Since you're here already, let's try yours this time. Bring it out."

In response, Cho Min Joon brought over his gnocchi gratin. Emily opened her mouth as soon as she tasted it.

"How many points do you think this is?"

Cho Min Joon almost answered when Emily smiled.

"You haven't tasted it yet, have you? Try it. You should know how your own dish turned out."

He knew even without tasting it, but he couldn't say that. Cho Min Joon tasted his own potato gnocchi gratin. The flavor of the white truffle and mushroom spread inside his mouth, and the white truffle didn't disappear. No matter how much he chewed on the gnocchi and cheese, the flavor remained, but it wasn't a bad combination. The white truffle kept the dish from being too greasy from the cheese. Cho Min Joon nodded.

"It's good."

"… It's strange hearing you say it."

"I can't lie. It's 7 points. Good enough to say it's delicious."

"Great. I must admit, this dish was good enough for your bluff. Min Joon, you've passed."

In response to Allan, Cho Min Joon clenched his fist. He had completed countless missions already, but he still felt relieved when he passed another.

"Chloe, it's your turn. Please come up!"

Chloe came up with her pot with a nervous face. Joseph stared at her pot and then said, "… Food that hasn't been plated can't be served. You know this calls for a deduction, right?"

"Yes, I do…"

"Okay. I hope your shark fin is good enough to make up for it."

In response, Chloe simply fumbled with her hands. The burn from that morning still throbbed, and being nervous made it even more painful. Allan glanced at her hands before putting the shark fin in his mouth. He chewed it a few times and then swallowed. He didn't say anything before turning around. Chloe continued to touch her hands. Joseph and Emily were the same. They didn't say anything as if they were working together…

Chloe looked behind her. The contestants were shooting their eyes of encouragement. Chloe's eyes met Cho Min Joon's. At that moment, Cho Min Joon's eyes turned soft. This made her feel calm. Chloe's heart pounded.

'Okay, Chloe. You came this far. Hang in there. You did a good job. Also…'

She couldn't finish her thoughts.

It was time for her evaluation.

Because of his love for cooking, he had thrown away his career as a teacher and had become a chef.
But despite his desires, his lack of cooking skills was the harsh truth he had to face.
But when he reached the age of 30, he had been sent back 7 years back into the past.
Another chance.

Seo Ha-ran returned home on the weekend. She ran over without gloves, so her hands were red. Every time she opened her mouth, a white plume of steamy breath billowed out.

She opened the front door and trembled,

"Tae-hyuk, s-sorry. Is Noona late? Are you hungry? I'll cook you delicious food at once!"

Ha-ran took off her coat and ran to the kitchen, but there was an unexpected scene awaiting her. Her younger brother was cooking in the kitchen.

"Eh? Noona came? It's cold out, so sit down and rest. You've been studying for a long time so I will prepare dinner tonight."

"Oh my…"

An apron-clad Tae-hyuk carried food to the table. At first glance, there were many things that looked delicious.

Ha-ran looked at Tae-hyuk with an impressed expression.

"It will only take another 10 minutes. Before that, warm up your body. There is hot water in the bathroom."

"Yes, yes. I came home. My Tae-hyuk is all grown up."

"Aigoo. Ms. Go in and wash your body."

Ha-ran picked clothes from her room and entered the bathroom. The hot water came out, even in the winter.

In their old room in the basement, the boiler would be frozen, if it was only slightly cold outside. In the end, she had to boil water with a portable burner for her younger brothers and clean with lukewarm water. She also had a brief shower with freezing cold water. It was cold enough in winter to make her stunned.

Her eyes turned red as she remembered those times. A smile came to her face as she bathed in warm water.

"Now, shall I see how good my little brother is?"

There were a variety of dishes on the table, such as steak and salad. There were also California rolls that looked appetizing. They were all Ha-ran's favorite foods. However, these things were expensive and not easily eaten.

"W-Wah. Tae-hyuk prepared all of this?"

"In fact, a friend helped me."

"Girlfriend?"

"No, we just study together."

"Ahum. I see. You should bring some back for them."

In fact, An Eun-young had prepared most of these dishes. Tae-hyuk only cut the cabbage, roasted the meat in the oven, and placed it in bowls.

"I don't know if this will suit Chef Seo Ha-ran, but let's eat."

"Yes. But I can't eat so much."

"I will wrap the leftovers and give it to Tae-min."

"Tae-min still hasn't finished?"

"He won't be done until 10 p.m."

Tae-hyuk and Ha-ran chatted as they started to eat.

Ha-ran sliced the steak and was pleasantly surprised. The knife smoothly sunk into the meat, as if she was cutting through tofu. She could feel that the meat was of the finest quality. The red flesh and white fat layer were in perfect harmony. The steak looked so delicious that saliva filled her mouth.

Ha-ran asked gently.

"This seems very expensive…"


 

Tae-hyuk didn't slice the meat. He just tore it with his mouth and spoke while chewing.

"Ah, the local butcher store was having a sale. It wasn't that expensive so feel free to eat.

Of course, it was an absolute lie.

The identity of the meat was Kobe beef, one of the top three wagyu in Japan. It was also the most expensive Chateau brand. It was a dish that boasted a price of over 100,000 won per person, even if it was just the cheap lunch menu.

Ha-ran cut it into small pieces and raised it to her mouth without knowing it was such an expensive meat.

"W-Wah… So delicious…!"

The rich juices ran down her chin as Ha-ran started to energetically eat the steak.

Next, her fork headed towards the salmon salad. Ha-ran was baffled. There were unidentified black things sprinkled into the salad. When she looked closely, they seemed to be fish eggs.

"Huh? What type of fish egg is that?"

"I got it in a 1+1 sale at the mart. It is delicious when eaten with salmon."

"I see."

She didn't know that the fish eggs were caviar, one of the three great delicacies that caught the taste of gourmets all around the world. Just seven ounces of it were sold for an exorbitant price of over $500. That precious food was now being eaten with salmon salad.

"Although it is a little salty… It is unbelievably delicious, and completely changes the flavor of the salmon."

Ha-ran made a sound of admiration with every bite of food.

"It is okay. There is still a lot left so we can eat it with some rice tomorrow morning."

"These ingredients seem expensive…"

"Aish. They are cheap."

Ha-ran's eyes narrowed and she sent him a suspicious glance. Tae-hyuk just smiled like he didn't know anything. It had been a long time since he last met his sister, so he wanted to give her the best foods. The two people faced each other and smiled brightly.

"At any rate, Noona can just study hard and not worry about money."

"That sounds like something I used to say."

Ha-ran twisted her brother's face.

Tae-hyuk once again swore to himself after seeing his sister smiling so brightly. He wouldn't make his sister unhappy unlike the previous life.

This was the only favor that Tae-hyuk could do for her.

"Ah right. Kang-suk hyung says to expect a date. He is preparing."

"Omo. Kang-suk?"

"Yes. I'm sure it will be the best date."

Ha-ran blinked.

She didn't show it on the outside, but it seemed like she was expected a lot.

'The concept of this date isn't Beauty and the Beast, but Cinderella…! The problem is whether Kang-suk hyung can do this properly. If it was Beauty and the Beast then he could do well as the beast.'

The actors were ready, but he was worried about how well Cho Kang-suk could do.

@

At the same time.

In the base of the Nuclear Bomb, the second ranked Kang Han-seong stared at his juniors with cold eyes.

"Hyung-nim helped you… It wasn't for you to look like this."

His position in the circle wasn't low. Rather, his charisma and strong power made him one of the high ranking members. The only thing he was lacking in was his amount of contacts.

Therefore, Kang Han-seong desperately tried to increase the number of his followers. If he added just five more people, then he could become a captain of Nuclear Bomb. He had no intention of being underneath someone in a gang. He planned to grow it as much as possible and turn it into an organization.

Of course, he would do his job, but once he was recognized, he would be able to relax from a high position. The juniors he gathered were his footholds to success.

But what were these pathetic brats? In order to join the group, they had to be able to take money and then hand the money over. They roamed around this area for that reason.

"So… You were beaten up by one person?"

Kang Han-seong caught the eye of a nearby junior, who had one arm in a cast. He couldn't go to the toilet alone.

The sight was enough to make Kang Han-seong sigh.

His juniors bowed their heads.

"I-I'm really sorry. I-If that bastard didn't have the iron pipe then… He is a cowardly bastard."

Kang Han-seong struck the cheek of his pathetic junior.

"Keok!"

"Hey, you jerk. Is that something to be proud of? Aigoo. I can't believe I invested in scum like this…"

"H-Hyung-nim!"

The juniors clung to Kang Han-seong and bowed. No matter how pathetic, they were still people who followed him. In the end, Kang Han-seong's heart weakened.

"I understand, you brats. This strong Kang Han-seong will solve it."

"T-Thank you. I swear allegiance to Hyung-nim."

"I'm getting goosebumps. Stop before you make me sick. Yes, he was wearing the uniform of A High School?"

"Yes, that's right. It is a school in the area. I am sure he goes to that school."

"Hrmm."

A High School was a famous school nearby, not necessarily as a prestigious school, but for the second generation of good families attending it. Therefore, it had an ambiguous position.

In the end, their money entered the wallets of this gang. However, if the school had a good fighter, then he should check it out. Once they met, Kang Han-seong would see about bringing him into Nuclear Bomb. Even if he did have an iron pipe, he had fought four people alone.

"He might not be a good guy. So let's act in moderation and go to A High School."

"H-Hyung-nim, then we…'

"Shit. I'm not your mother. Handle this yourself. Wipe your feet and go home and sleep."

"Yes, I understand. Thank you, Hyung-nim."

Kang Han-seong sighed and started to investigate A High School.

@

-Oh, it must be Seo Tae-hyuk. But he isn't 1st in the school. He did a test a while ago and was ranked 2nd.

–Ah, is that so? Then who is 1st?

–That… An Eun-young. She is completely crazy (about studying).

–Hah. That female is good (at fighting)? [TL: the words in brackets are implied but aren't actually said.]

-Completely brilliant. Seo Tae-hyuk is her apprentice. He can't even compete with An Eun-young.

"..."

"…H-Hyung-nim! I-I'm really sorry. It really was like this."

Kang Han-seong glared at his henchmen.

"There is someone bigger than him? In addition, a woman?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Huhu, I see. I guess I have to believe what you are saying. What type of person is she?"

"I-I don't know."

Kang Han-seong imagined Arnold Schwarzenegger with long hair. At that moment, his palms became damp.

"Ah, I guess I should take a look for myself."

It seemed like it would become a mess if he left the job to his henchmen. In the end, Kang Han-seong decided to go himself.

"So, where is that person called Tae-hyuk now?"

"T-That…"

A henchman stuttered. He was hesitant about something.

Kang Han-seong muttered with annoyance.

"I told you to know for sure!"

"Ah, no. I know."

"Really? Where?"

"I heard he is at a restaurant cafe in the suburbs right now."

It was a restaurant popular with couples.

Kang Han-seong was currently sitting in a factory where the heat wasn't working properly and he was surrounded with the smell of stinky men.

What, a date?

Kang Han-seong's lips twitched. The suburbs were usually deserted, and thus, it wouldn't be a problem if he wanted to beat someone up.

"He is playing very wildly on Christmas Eve. Are 10 people available right now? We have to take care of that bastard, even if we get in trouble."

Kang Han-seong chuckled.

They were still minors, so they wouldn't be punished properly, even if they damaged the restaurant. The laws protected them.

Then he would punish that bastard who ridiculed four of his men.

"It is me. Gather immediately. From now on, we will start a war."

Kang Han-seong mobilized all the strong people.

@

"H-How is it?"

Kang-suk asked nervously as he gazed at the suit that was tailored to his body.

Tae-hyuk raised a thumb.

"Wah… You look really cool. It is like a drama."

The custom made Oxford suit with a expensive price of three million won transformed the bear.

"Really? But this clings to my body too much. If a criminal suddenly appeared…"

"Aigoo. Kang-suk hyung! You should only think about dating today!"

"I understand."

Cho Kang-suk smiled as he placed a handkerchief in his pocket.

"At any rate, the booked limousine will soon come. Then you will go pick up Noona."

"T-Tae-hyuk…"

Kang-suk's eyes turned red.

He thought of the bleak days where he just caught criminals. He never once had a date, yet Tae-hyuk had prepared everything perfectly.

He really was the best brother. Tae-hyuk prepared everything: His clothes, his transportation, and even his reservation at the restaurant. He made Kang-suk practice all of the scripts until he memorized them completely.

"Hyung. I'll be watching from afar. Don't tremble. Have a good time with Noona."

The two men gazed at each other warmly. Soon, a gorgeous limo arrived in front of them. Now he would go and meet the princess.

Tae-hyuk smiled as Kang-suk went to pick up Ha-ran.

"Nevertheless, doesn't a prince need a villain?"

Tae-hyuk knew that the gang he just met were looking for him so he had deliberately leaked information and even bribed people to spread rumors for the past three days. In the end, there was going to be a fight today. Indeed, Kang-suk was the best when catching criminals. Furthermore, what if he fought to defend the princess?

A wonderful scene from a fairy tale would come out. The actors were gathering without knowing they were being used.

"Then it will be the best date."

Seo Tae Hyuk, jailed after being falsely accused. He will be executed without being able to prove his innocence. When he opens his eyes, it’s 15 years in the past?

All credits go to the original creator Han Yeoul
and the team who collaborated to make this book


P.S. This book was made so that you can read it offline, so don't start beef with me over trivial things.

Ever since Mag had opened his restaurant, he had truly been made to comprehend what it meant for people working in the same occupation to be enemies. 
As such, he wasn't fazed by the antagonistic eyes cast toward him at all. It didn't take a genius to know how much rage and resentment would be boiling in the hearts of these chefs.
None of that mattered to him anyway. He was a man who could see the bigger picture, and he certainly wasn't going to pay any heed to these ignorant chefs.
The butler who had led Mag to the kitchen smiled, and said, "Mr. Mag, here are all of the things that you asked for, as well as all of the ingredients that you requested. If you need anything else, feel free to tell me." 
Mag carefully examined the items on the cooking bench to verify that everything he had requested was ready, and he nodded as he said, "That should be all for now. Thanks for your hard work."
There was no such thing as a gas stove in this world, but Beate had displayed his intelligence to the world by devising a magic stove that derived its heat from a magic formation. The stove was able to provide consistent flame temperature, and the heat was easily adjustable.
All of the chefs in the second prince's manor were naturally using this type of magic stove, while Mag had bought one off the streets, and had taken a long while to grow accustomed to using it.
Prior to coming here, Mag had asked the system to convert the oven into a magic oven as opposed to having to rely on electricity. There was clearly no reliable source of electricity here in Rodu, so that would've been a major problem.
Mag asked Amy to take a seat on a little stool nearby while she ate her biscuits. He then pulled out an apron and chef's hat from one of the bags on the cooking bench before putting them on. 
"Is that the chef that His Highness sourced from Chaos City? He's so young; is he even able to cook anything good?"
"The chefs of Chaos City can't compare to the chefs in Rodu. If you ask me, any of the chefs in this kitchen is a far better chef than him."
"He's not that old, but he sure is a cocky little brat. Look at all the stuff he asked the servants to prepare; is he looking down on the kitchenware in our manor?"
The chefs weren't saying anything, yet the sous-chefs and student chefs were all discussing spiritedly among themselves.
Mag merely smiled upon hearing these barbed words. These were the most elementary playground insults, and they certainly weren't going to hurt him. Instead, he was struck by the urge to laugh.
Most of the chefs in the kitchen were already middle-aged men, so they weren't as eager to air their views as the young sous-chefs and student chefs were, but many of them were looking at Mag with disdain in their eyes. The most renowned chef in Chaos City, Head Chef Beate of Ducas Restaurant, had studied cooking in Rodu.
Of course, they would be able to tell whether Mag was the real deal once he began cooking. They were all esteemed chefs, and had to maintain their poise and dignity. Otherwise, if they were to also deliver verbal insults toward Mag, they would be stooping to the level of the student chefs.
However, they were going to air their opinions once Mag's dishes were ready, and they were going to thoroughly enjoy stomping him into the ground during that process.
Mag pulled out his condiments one by one and placed them in the positions that he was accustomed to. He then reached into the water tank beside him, and pulled out a kirin carp that was still swimming about energetically.
He knocked the fish unconscious with the hilt of his blade, and proceeded to remove its scales with a long and thin knife. He then sliced several gashes into the fish's body, pulling out some small fishbones in the process. In what seemed like the blink of an eye, a small pile of tiny fishbones had accumulated on the cooking bench.
A portly chef turned to his student with a derisive sneer, and said, "Heh, do you all see that? That's the worst way to prepare a kirin carp. The scales of the kirin carp are the most delicious parts of its body, and it's what makes the kirin carp so beautiful. Not only has he removed all of the fish's scales, he's also sliced so many unsightly gashes into the fish's body. The entire fish is going to fall apart during the cooking process, and the end result will not only be hideous, but also very unpleasant to eat."
As he was the chef that was the most proficient at cooking fish in this entire kitchen, Matthew's evaluation was naturally regarded to be correct, and all of the student chefs immediately began to suck up to him.
"So you're saying the rank fish scales are the most delicious part of a fish; no wonder you can't cook a good fish." Mag placed the cleaned fish into the marinating condiments before pursing his lips as he scoffed, "The most rank part of a kirin carp's body is its scales. Furthermore, they seal off the flesh of the fish, preventing other flavors from seeping in while trapping the rank odor, making the fish completely bland and tasteless aside from an overwhelming rank flavor. As for the cuts I'm making in the fish, this is to let in more flavor as well as to remove the fishbones. There's no point in telling you this, though; it's a technical skill that not everyone can master."
Mag's voice wasn't very loud, but the entire kitchen immediately fell silent. Contemplative expressions appeared on the faces of the chefs, while the student chefs were trying to gauge the chefs' reactions before saying anything, in fear of saying something wrong if they were to speak too soon.
Matthew's face immediately became flushed with rage and humiliation. He didn't think that Mag would dare to rebut him in front of so many people. He pointed a trembling finger at Mag, and retorted, "T-that's nonsense! I've cooked fish for over three decades! When I first started cooking fish, you were still in your diapers! Do you think I have less experience than a brat like you?"
"Perseverance and dedication are indeed qualities worthy of respect. Stubbornly following the wrong path for over 30 years is also very much commendable." Mag nodded with a smile.
"You… You…" Matthew was trembling with rage, but he couldn't find a counter to Mag's insult. In the end, he swept his hand through the air with clenched teeth, and spat, "You've got a very sharp tongue; let's see if you can back up that big mouth of yours!"
Mag wasn't someone who would allow others to push him around. The fat chef looked as if he wanted to kill Mag, but he couldn't do anything, and Mag was feeling very content upon seeing this.
He felt as if his sharp tongue from his past life was awakening from its dormancy again.
During the fish marination process, Mag prepared the ingredients for both the steak and the braised chicken. When he opened that bottle of wine, Mag could clearly sense that the eyes of everyone in the kitchen had lit up.
The fish was being grilled in the oven, the chicken was being braised in a pot, and the steak was being seared in a pan. Mag was cooking three dishes at the same time.
The aromas of beef and red wine wafted throughout the kitchen along with the scent of the braised chicken that was escaping from the pot. Only the aroma of the fish had been completely sealed off by the oven.
However, everyone had already fallen silent.
Nothing could make people eat their words more effectively than actions. All of the people in this kitchen were either chefs or aspiring to become chefs. They had all been cooking for a long time, yet they had never encountered a dish that was making it difficult for them to repress their drool, making them want to inhale its aroma with all their might.
However, Mag had managed to achieve this.
"It smells so good! I've never smelled such a fragrant dish. Both the chicken and the beef smell simply extraordinary," a student chef couldn't help but praise, and everyone nodded in agreement with this sentiment. Many of them were unconsciously getting up on the tips of their toes, trying to catch a glimpse of what Mag was putting into his pot and pan to create such an alluring aroma.
"Hmph, even if he can cook a good beef dish and chicken dish, his fish may not be on par," Matthew harrumphed coldly, but his fists were already clenched with anxiety.
"Ding!"
A crisp notification sound rang out from the oven, and Mag plated the steak before opening the door of the oven.


In Chaos City on the Norland Continent, there is a strange restaurant.

Here, elves and dwarves share tables. Beastmen are prohibited from making a din, and giant dragons can only seat around the tiny square in front of the restaurant. Even demons have to bring their own stools…

But it is such a strange restaurant that has long lines outside every day.

Elves are stuffing kebabs, paying no mind to their manners; giant dragons are sitting around a hot pot, strainers in their hands; demons are eating nice-looking dango…

"There's no other place on this continent where you can find food like that! The boss here is a genius!" a customer provides such a review. Then, he gives a furtive look at the door. "Also, don't you think of kidnapping the boss away or dine-and-dashing, or you will suffer a tragic death."

"Eat, pay, or you will be beaten to death." says a cute little girl in her childish voice as she trots forward. A five-meter tall dragon shivers when it meets her eyes.

"Are you ready to go?" came a husk voice right at the back of my ear causing me to evolutionary shivers.

"Yeah!" i replied back before looking at him.

My first thought is he is so tall, well in my case of 4'11 feet height, then 6'1 feet is a giant, he is wearing a casual look, black skinny distress denim, a doc martens boots and a white shirt, a classic combination. He is handsome alright, a masculine face with jawline that could rival those models, a straight nose and a kissable lips but what really struck me the most is his eyes, a gorgeous deep set eyes having different color from one to another.

"Like what you see?" adam ask teasingly before he start to walk to go to his car with me in tow sporting face red as a tomato.

Starting the car, i can hear my step-sisters panicky voice yelling at us not to go then my father loud voice telling her to shut up, and on how her first wife asking him why have to be a bride to be?

"What a funny family you had." he commented before smiling like he know an inside joke before driving away.

I just stay silent because honestly i don't care, I'm finally free from this house and promise myself not to come back in here again.

——————

We are on the road for almost an hour before a manor came to view, it's huge, much bigger than my fathers house.

"home sweet home" opening the door he mutters before gesturing me to enter.

"Why are you so silent?" he ask again.

I'm a little bit confused, he wants me to talk? but my mother said my voice is annoying, what if i talk and he is annoyed at me too?

Adam look at me like he is waiting for my reply but i don't know what to say to him so i just bow my head and look at floor and continue walking.

I can hear an exasperated sigh coming from him before he stay silent and inclined his head to the stairs going up. We stop at one door before he opens saying

"This is your room, you're stuffs are in their already, do get some rest and when you need something just call the staffs or look for me at the third floor, my bedroom is in the one to the left." and he closes the door.

I just lifted my leg when the door opened again.

" I nearly forget, the library is on the third floor also, if you want to read books feel free to go." then the door close again.

I nod knowing well that he can't see it before eyeing my room, a door is on my right side prompting me to open it, inside is my clothes hanged and folded in their designated area, it looks so little compare to the size of the walk-in closet. A huge mirror occupying the one third of a wall with lights bulb attached to it, i check my reflection unto it before stepping out.

I see another door but I'm to lazy to check it out, it's just probably an bathroom anyway. I just stand to the floor to ceiling window when i realised my room has a balcony, excitedly i open the door and i see a single sofa, a table and chaise all laid out to form a perfect nook.

This is so great, i lay on the chaise feeling happy and excited, the calm breeze and the warmth of the afternoon sun lull me to sleep.

"Hey, Sydney get up, the dinner is almost ready" came a voice above her.

She stirred in her sleep before groggily seating up, eyes still close. She then grab one of the throw pillow rubbing it into her face before laying again to sleep.

Adam chuckle when he sees that but he persist on waking her up 

"kitten get up, the food is ready."

"Food? Then can i have a chocolate mousse?" a soft voice timidly asked.

"You do talk huh!"

"...."

"come on, get up now, we can ask the chef if he can make some for you but we do have chocolate éclairs for dessert if you want that" 

adam proclaim before looking down just to see a black eye staring at him like he have done a miracle or something like that.

"éclairs? Is it delicious?"

"it's made up of chocolate so yeah" adam slowly answered before looking at her in a disbelieving eye.

"then, can we go it now?"

Then it dawn to him, damn she is a foodie.

"can we go now?" she again ask but softer this time.

"yeah, just comb your hair and wash your face then we could go down." Just to see her pouting her lips but doing exactly as what he said before looking at him again with those eyes.

"okay, but just so you know, you have to eat your dinner before dessert okay" he reminded her like he is reminding a 4 years old child instead of 18 years old one.

She just nodded her head like a little chick peeking her food, making her look so cute but a little silly at the same time.

A foodie is really something. When it came to food, even a person who have face paralysis would show a different expression on her face.

The dining room is full of food, braised pork belly with bok choy, barbecue ribs, sweet and sour chicken and a fish clear soup all are specialty of the A city, there's even a western food like steak, an oven roasted potatoes and even a bowl of salad. I guess they are all excited to meet her that the chefs cooked their own specialty without talking to each other making all the food became a bit mismatch and so many.

Sydney eyed all the food before looking at him, when he nodded he started to sit down, get her own food and start eating like their is no tomorrow. She is not a messy eater per se but the way she put food in her mouth is making him dizzy, should i remind her that she should chew on her food to avoid stomach pain?

Adam started to open his mouth when sydney look at him a smile can be seen into her face. Forget it, at least she is happy and showing some reaction not her usual poker face, if worse come to worse then i just bring her to the hospital, adam thought to himself before sitting down and start eating.

"uh, I'm so full!" she exclaim before patting her stomach, they just finish eating or should i say she just finish making her self look like a pig, she finish a food that is supposedly can feed three man herself.

She looks left and right before inclining her head towards Adam.

"where's the dessert? Aren't we supposed to eat some?"

"....."

Foodie is so scary lah! 

how can she still have room in her stomach after eating almost everything on the table?

How can you lose something you never have?

But when you do have something to lose, how far whould one go to keep it?

I can't afford to lose you.

So if my heart going black as ink keeps you by my side, then so be it!

"Your name is Gu Nianzhi? We have the same last name." Gu Yanran was very friendly and nodded at Gu Nianzhi. "If you don't mind, may I ask what characters are in your name?"
Gu Nianzhi answered her obediently. "'Nian' meaning thoughts, and 'Zhi' as in literary jargon."
Gu Yanran was delighted by the wordplay. "Nianzhi? Always in my thoughts? What a nice name!"
"Miss Gu is too kind." Gu Nianzhi smiled, unsure of how else to answer.
Xue Jingjiang chuckled. "Yanran, how can you talk about her name like that?Our Nianzhi doesn't even know how to answer you!"
Gu Yanran smiled, "I think her name is quite special."
Gu Nianzhi answered boldly, "Well, it's just words and my name happens to be these two."
Huo Shaoheng coughed from the side and said to Xue Jingjiang, "Xuezi, you shouldn't be rude when you're treating Miss Gu to dinner." In other words, he wanted Xue Jingjiang to take Gu Yanran away instead of chatting and wasting time.
Xue Jingjiang got the hint; he also knew Huo Shaoheng had special feelings for Gu Nianzhi. He nodded at her with a smile and became more polite. "Nianzhi, we're going to have dinner over there now. Come on over to Jiuloufengyue when you're free and I'll prepare all the food you like. It'll be ready at anytime."
"Thank you, Brother Xue," Gu Nianzhi said graciously as she watched Xue Jingjiang and Gu Yanran leave.
Huo Shaoheng had her sit down. "Did you order yet?"
"No, I was waiting for you." Gu Nianzhi sat on the window side of the two person table and Huo Shaoheng sat across from her. His large figure happened to block outside stares so Gu Nianzhi was completed enclosed in the space.
Huo Shaoheng gestured for the waitress to come and take the order. "What do you recommend today?" Huo Shaoheng asked the waitress directly.
The waitress enthusiastically replied, "Our restaurant's Valentine's Day set menu has been very popular today. Would you like to order it?"
"What dishes are included?" Huo Shaoheng glanced at the menu the waitress passed to him and immediately chose the most expensive two person set for 6666 RMB for good luck. He made sure to tell her, "Don't put onions in the black pepper steak."
Gu Nianzhi wasn't here for the food, but for the ambience. The whole point of Valentine's Day was so enjoy the romance of eating a special meal with one's lover. Their food was served shortly with appetizers first—small plates of salad and fruit salad, as well as a freshly baked baguette. Paired with the bread was a small dish of fresh caviar to be spread onto the bread with a butter knife for the best flavor. Gu Nianzhi picked up the cutlery and fluidly cut several slices of bread to spread the caviar on before placing them onto Huo Shaoheng's plate. Next was a corn and seafood chowder—the sweet and crisp corn perfectly balancing the fresh and warm flavor of the seafood. The main course was black pepper steak and cod roasted with red wine and herbs, paired with a dish of cold appetizers. The copious amount of plates filled the table. Gu Nianzhi knew that dessert awaited them after all the food. She propped her head on her hand and sighed. "Do we have to finish all this food? I'm going to get fat eating so much.
Huo Shaoheng cut a piece of steak and swallowed it before replying, "Don't worry, we can go home and exercise after dinner."
Gu Nianzhi was confused. Why would I exercise in the middle of the night? She wondered. However, she quickly realized what "exercise" actually meant. Her cheeks flushed as she looked down and picked up the cutlery and began to cut the steak into small, bite-sized pieces.
The steak was actually mediocre but was plated beautifully. It was slightly overcooked so the outside was burnt and inside tough, making it tiring to chew on. Gu Nianzhi stopped eating after a few bites and dove into the roasted cod instead. The fish was so tender and delicate that she finished the entire fillet in one breath and gushed, "This is really good! The red wine and herbs took away any fishiness, but you can still taste the sweetness of the fish. How exceptional."
Huo Shaoheng saw that Gu Nianzhi had only eaten a bit of the black pepper steak so he reached out to exchange it with his plate of roasted cod.
Gu Nianzhi quickly objected. "That steak is too tough and not very good. Huo Shao doesn't need to eat so much of it."
"It's fine." Huo Shaoheng forked another small piece of steak. "It's not good to waste food."
Gu Nianzhi smiled at this as she took Huo Shaoheng's plate of roasted cod, cut it up and ate it all.
On the other side of the restaurant, Gu Yanran and Xue Jingjiang's dinner was already coming to a close, even though it had been slightly delayed when they'd spotted Huo Shaoheng. After returning to their table, they ate a bit more of the food before asking the waitress to take away the dishes and serve dessert. Gu Yanran ordered tiramisu, while Xue Jingjiang asked for a piece of New York cheesecake.
"Jingjiang, you should really try the tiramisu here." Gu Yanran daintily took a small piece to eat with her fork and shut her eyes with pleasure as she sighed. "The tiramisu here is delicious and pretty authentic; it's similar to original ones I've had in Italy."
Xue Jingjiang smiled. "The chef here was especially recruited from Italy, so of course it's authentic."
"There are plenty of chefs in the Empire, but not many can make such delicious tiramisu. Here, have a bite!" Gu Yanran took an unused fork to pick up a small piece for Xue Jingjiang and motioned to him to open his mouth.
Xue Jingjiang took a few bites and forced himself to swallow it, frowning. "Isn't it too sweet? Do you really think it's any good when it's this sweet?"
"It's not about whether not it's good, I like it because it's the hardest dessert to make. It's known as the king of desserts," Gu Yanran said. "Although, I can certainly make a better tiramisu than this."
"Well, when I have the chance, I must personally try out Miss Gu's homemade tiramisu." Xue Jingjing quickly offered up flattery.
"When we have the chance in the future." Gu Yanran cocked her head with a bright smile, her delicate features so alluring that it was impossible from him to look away.
Although Xue Jingjiang had much experience with women, he had no resistance against a naturally charming woman like Gu Yanran. He actually blushed from Gu Yanran's glance and his heart thundered so loudly that his mind turned blank and his ears were hot. He could only see Gu Yanran's carmine lips move, her beautiful voice in his ears, but he had no idea what she was saying. He only had one wish on his mind—that this voice would continue speaking forever without stopping.
"Jingjiang? Jingjiang?" Gu Yanran reached out to knock the tabletop in front of him. "What's wrong? I was talking to you."
"Oh, I was listening. What did you say?" Xue Jingjiang recovered his senses and was secretly embarrassed how even an experienced man like him could think something so pure and naive.
Gu Yanran was both amused and annoyed. She gently kicked him under the table and the pointy Manolo Blahnik toe scraped Xue Jingjiang. It was only slightly painful, but he found that it would be especially memorable.
"I was asking if you are really childhood friends with Mr. Huo. I never heard you mention it before," Gu Yanran said casually, sipping her coffee.
Xue Jingjiang has only mentioned knowing Huo Shaoheng, but among the many people who knew Huo Shaoheng, Huo Shaoheng certainly didn't care about every single person. But a childhood friend was completely different.
"Of course we are, I had no need to tell you before." Xue Jingjiang resumed his normal demeanor and began joking around. "Also how does our business dealing have anything to do with Huo Shao?"
"I would've had my subordinates quickly sign the agreements with you without requiring so many credit checks if I had known that you're close with him." Gu Yanran stated seriously. "Although the banks have concluded that there are some issues with your finances, what do I have to worry about if you have Mr. Huo as support?"
"Well, that's not how it goes. Business is business, friendship is friendship. Just because he's my childhood friend doesn't mean that he has to be responsible for everything I do." Xue Jingjiang quickly made their relationship clear. "If the bank believes there are issues, then we can come to a mutual agreement but I would never dare use Huo Shao as a cosigner."
"What? I didn't think that you'd be so strict about a conflict of interest." Gu Yanran shot him a strange look. "It's not the first time I've done business with Huaxia people, but this is the first time I've met someone who didn't leverage their connections or take advantage of it." She sighed. "Fine, I'll become your friend purely based on your character!"
Xue Jingjiang grinned, raising his glass in a toast. "That's promise!"
Gu Yanran toasted him and asked him after a sip, "If Mr. Huo is your childhood friend, then who is the girl he brought today? You said she's a child from his family, but who would bring a child from their family to have a Valentine's dinner? Also, her last name is Gu while his is Huo…"
Xue Jingjiang hadn't been very clear about Huo Shaoheng and Gu Nianzhi's relationship; Huo Shaoheng had said only that he cared deeply for her and a had romantic interest in her. He answered vaguely, "Nianzhi is someone he protects. That's why we say she's a child from his family."
"Oh…" Gu Yanran didn't really understand but answered politely without asking anything further. They finished their dessert shortly after and left after paying the bill. Before going, Xue Jingjiang waved at Huo Shaoheng but didn't go to him again. Gu Yanran also looked in that direction and sighed. "This Miss Gu Nianzhi is indeed beautiful. I wonder how attractive her parents must be to have had a pretty little girl like her."
"Nianzhi? She's lovely now, but she's still young." Xue Jingjiang chuckled. "Now, Huo Shao's mom is a true beauty. You haven't seen her before right?"


Gu Nianzhi had no idea how to get the aloof and handsome Major General to fall in love with her. 

His eyes were dark and serious. "...Seduce me. If you can do it, I’m yours." 

Gu Nianzhi: "!!!"

Disclaimer: The following stories contains sexual assault, rape, nonconsensual acts, mentally abusive relationships, and violence towards women. Readers are advised to proceed with caution.

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