Collector of Anime: The Demon-Subduing Chef

"Wow... isn't this too mysterious?……"

"It's just a bowl of egg fried rice, but the cooking process has to be accurate to the second."

The cute Isshiki Caiyu blinked her beautiful eyes.

She murmured as she looked at the delicious egg fried rice in front of her.

She had never been to this remote commercial street before.

It is said that this street is being acquired by a local real estate developer.

Some of the shops have reached an agreement with the developer and left.

Normally, those who come here to hang out are repeat customers and nearby residents.

She came here because she made an appointment with a female classmate to go shopping.

She wanted to maintain her figure by walking slowly to the transportation station, but she smelled a fragrance halfway. She couldn't help but walked in, and accidentally found Senior Kuchiki. It happened that there were no extra seats nearby, so instead of sharing seats with strangers, she would go to the bus stop.

It would be better to share a table with the second-year seniors, at least she would have more peace of mind. However, the communication between Kuchiki Tsukasa and Yukihira Soma made her feel like it was a fairy tale.

Whose egg fried rice making process is so complicated!

Could it be that if it is accurate to the second, the taste of the dish will have a qualitative change?

Isn’t cooking just throwing the ingredients into the pot and adding seasonings?

Isshi Iroha’s head was dizzy. She scooped a spoonful of egg fried rice and put it in her mouth. The moment her teeth touched the rice grains, she was stunned.

The soft and tender egg liquid evenly wrapped the elastic rice grains, and the fragrance of the chopped green onions was like a stroke of genius, embellishing and setting off the aroma of the rice.

It was completely different from the egg fried rice she had eaten in the past.

"Um, you really don't know how to cook?"

Yukihira Soma stared at Kuchiki Tsukasa blankly and asked.

It's hard to imagine that someone who has never studied cooking has such a keen sense of taste.

He can even guess the basic skills of the cook by tasting the food.

"Um...what's your name?……"

Soma Yukihira suddenly pointed at Tsukasa Kuchiki and thought for a long time before saying

"Kuchiki Tsukasa"

"Yes, Kuchiki, let's have a competition! Let's compete in egg fried rice!"

Yukihira Soma's whole body seemed to be on fire. Isshiki Iroha moved away calmly.

She always felt that there was something wrong with the brain of this red-haired chef.

But... Senior Kuchiki Tsukasa from Sobu High School is actually very good at cooking?

From the moment she tasted the egg fried rice, she recognized the restaurant's cooking skills.

It was simply impeccable!

Senior Kuchiki Tsukasa could actually point out the flaws in such a delicious dish.

If someone said that Kuchiki Tsukasa didn't know how to cook, she would be the first to disagree.

"Kuchiki, don't hesitate, just think of it as paying for the knife."

When it comes to the broken kitchen knife, Kuchiki Tsukasa knows he can't avoid it.

Although to Yukihira Soma, the knife is almost worthless.

But in the end, Kuchiki Tsukasa took the kitchen knife.

"Okay, the bet is the broken kitchen knife"

"Ah? Forget about the kitchen knife. If you like it, take it and compete with me. Remember to use all your strength and don't hide your strength!"

Finally, a chef of the same age appeared. Yukihira Soma was excited. He made room for Kuchiki Tsukasa on the spot and even equipped him with kitchen utensils.

Shiroichiro folded his arms and looked at the competition with interest.

"Soma, are you going to compete with his father again? Isn't that going to make him lose again?"

"No, didn't you see that the guy competing with Soma was another guy?"

"Come on bro, Sohma’s cooking skills are extraordinary, try your best to defeat him!"

"……"

The customers of Yukihira Restaurant cheered for Kuchiki Tsukasa.

It was not because they hated Soma, but because they knew how good Yukihira Soma was.

Although he had never won a competition with Shiroichiro, Yukihira Soma's cooking skills had already impressed these repeat customers.

"Senior, come on!"

As a student of Sobu High School, Isshiki Iroha naturally cheered for Kuchiki Tsukasa.

"Oh my, don't lose, little brother! My girlfriend is watching you!"

Upon hearing this, Isshiki Iseha shyly stood up to explain.

She waved her hands frantically and said,"No, I'm just Kuchiki-senpai's junior."

"Alas, Kuchiki-kun is no good. If you want to capture a girl's heart, you must first capture her stomach. Kuchiki-kun, success or failure depends on this one move!"

However.

Her explanation not only failed to calm the restlessness, but made it even more boiling.

Although she knew that the diners were joking, she couldn't help but say so.

Isshiki Caiyu soon hummed and lowered her head, no longer making excuses.

Seeing this, the diners stopped joking and stared at the kitchen stove.

Seeing that the situation had eased, Isshiki Caiyu also looked towards the kitchen.

"Damn it, I will definitely win!"

Yukihira Soma shouted carelessly.

Then he turned to look at Kuchiki Tsukasa beside him and was about to say a few words.

As a result, he saw Kuchiki Tsukasa's terrifying knife skills. In just a few breaths, all the ingredients on the chopping board were cut into small pieces.

The indifferent posture of holding the knife with one hand seemed like a butcher who had been immersed in this for many years.

Even Yukihira Joichiro, who was once known as"Ashura", couldn't help but frown, and his heart began to throb uncontrollably.

How to describe the posture and temperament when holding the knife?

It seemed that even if the chopping board was not an ingredient, but a living person lying on it.

At this moment, Kuchiki Tsukasa would dissect it without changing his expression.

""Kuchiki, you don't know how to cook? Why are your knife skills so good?"

Yukihira Soma was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that he was fooled.

However, there was only uncontrollable excitement in Yukihira Soma's eyes.

"Hmm? Just a natural power!"

"Because of the great strength, the speed is fast, isn't this normal?"

Kuchiki Tsukasa said nonsense seriously.

Shiroichiro and the diners present couldn't help but twitch their mouths when they heard this.

"Ah, then what about your skillful flipping of the wok?"

Yukihira Soma widened his eyes and pointed at the position of Kuchiki Tsukasa.

I saw Kuchiki Tsukasa holding the iron wok with one hand, flipping the food willfully, and the red flame was like a fire spirit summoned by a magician, moving at will.

""Great power can make miracles happen!"

The noise at the scene fell silent.

Whether a miracle can happen is unknown, but Kuchiki Tsukasa's power is indeed great.

As the iron pan is stir-fried, the rich aroma of egg fried rice gradually fills the air.

"Wow, this aroma... is much more fragrant than the egg fried rice I had before"

"No way, is Soma going to lose?"

"He has competed with his father for hundreds of times and lost every time. Now he loses to this guy who doesn't know how to cook. How miserable!"

"Hmm? You call this not knowing how to cook? Does being strong mean you can do whatever you want?"

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