Food Wars: Life Cookbook

The next morning, Dojima An was still asleep when he heard a vague voice coming from under the bed. "Dojima An~ Dojima An~ Wake up, don't sleep anymore, get up and eat, and then go to the opening ceremony."

At first, Dojima An thought it was Erina Nakiri calling him, and was about to stay in bed as usual. Suddenly he realized that he was in the Polaris Dormitory! The voice just now seemed to be Isshiki Hui! Dojima An sat up suddenly. He saw a hole appeared on the floor at that time, and a blond boy popped his head out and called him.

Dojima An didn't understand. He could only answer woodenly that he would come right away. Then he watched Isshiki Hui make the hole disappear like a magic trick. Dojima An stepped on it without believing it, but couldn't find it at all. He didn't know how he did it.

After Dojima An packed up and went downstairs, he saw what freedom was. Isshiki Hui was wearing a pink apron. Standing in the kitchen, sweating.

What An Dojima didn't expect was that what was said in the anime was actually true. Isshiki Hui really only wore a pink apron. To be honest, objectively speaking, Isshiki Hui's figure is not bad. Years of exercise have kept him in good shape.

But An Dojima didn't want to watch it! This early in the morning, I was awakened by my sleepiness.

As if seeing An Dojima's puzzled eyes, Isshiki Hui explained, "I dress like this to feel the nature, which is helpful for my cooking."

"It's okay, I am free to wear clothes." An Dojima regained his composure after a brief shock.

So the two of them started to eat breakfast as if nothing had happened, but the scene did look a little weird.

After breakfast, An Dojima waited for Isshiki Hui to change clothes, and the two went to the opening ceremony together.

In a huge square, people were coming one after another. This time, Totsuki enrolled a full 2,000 people.

An Dojima and Isshiki Hui walked along the route to the square. Suddenly, a girl shouted from behind: "Isshiki Hui! Stop right there!"

Dangjima An immediately became alert. He turned his head and looked behind him. Oh, the debt of love came. A blue-haired girl with pigtails and glasses ran over angrily.

Isshiki Hui took a deep breath and put a smile on her face. Turning to the girl, he said: "Ningning, long time no see! You are also in Totsuki."

"Put away your hypocritical smile, Isshiki Hui! I came here to tell you that I will definitely beat you in the past few years in Totsuki. Now we are not children anymore. Talent is not everything!" After saying that, he walked past Isshiki Hui and walked towards the square.

Dangjima An, who was standing aside, looked at Isshiki Hui with a broken expression and didn't know what to do. Who knew that the next second Isshiki Hui would greet Dojima An as if nothing had happened. "Let's go, Dojima-kun. If you don't leave now, you might be late."

Although he knew why Isshiki Hui and Kinokuni Ningning had changed from childhood playmates to what they are now. But Dojima An really had no reason to explain how he knew it. So he could only nod and follow Isshiki Hui's pace.

It's okay. Dojima An thought: There is still a lot of time, and we can communicate slowly in the future.

Neither of them cares about the eyes of outsiders. Or they are used to being watched. So they ignored the inquiring eyes around them. Walk their own way.

When the two arrived at the square, everyone had basically arrived. After waiting for a while, the gate of the square was closed, regardless of the students running on the road in the distance.

The security guard stopped all the late students outside the gate. Just a distance of one door, these students were divided into heaven and hell.

"Those outside the door, please go back and pack your luggage and prepare to go home. There will be a car to take you there." A voice came from the microphone.

At some point, Nakiri Senzaemon was already standing on the stage. "This is the first lesson that Totsuki teaches you, punctuality. When you really step into the position of chef and make the guests wait, you have already lowered the reputation of the restaurant."

The audience was silenced by his aura. In the huge square, only the prayers and crying sounds coming from the door could be heard. Most people in the square were frightened. Especially those who entered the square at the last minute.

Nakiri Senzaemon ignored the outside voices. He began today's speech.

"First of all, thank you all for choosing Totsuki Academy as your place of study and life. But I'm sorry, you obviously don't know enough about Totsuki. This term is the 91st term of Totsuki students. A total of 2,000 people were enrolled. As of now, there are still 1,956 people who can still study in Totsuki. You can understand the scene just now as a show of power. Because in my eyes, most people in the audience are just stones. The only meaning of your existence is,Become a stepping stone for geniuses and help them go further on the road of cooking. "Nakiri Senzaemon paused and let the whispers from the audience come.

"In the next three years, you will study in the junior high school of Totsuki and learn how to be a qualified chef. And escape from this grinding factory and go to a deeper hell."

"But at the same time, please believe what I say next, as long as you can survive from hell, whether you escape from hell or sing in hell. Totsuki will provide you with all-round help. And you will be proud of this decision to choose Totsuki."

"Become a waste stone and be abandoned, or become a jade to shine. The decision is in your hands!"

"Next, please allow me to represent all the faculty and staff of Totsuki and countless outstanding graduates of Totsuki. Say to you——"

"Welcome to the School of Chef Supremacy!"

"Go shine! Go grab! Unleash your full potential and recognize your own path! Become a runner in the vast and boundless field of cooking! Please remember! Only the winner can enjoy the sweet fruits of victory! "

"I wish you all good luck in cooking!"

"I declare! The entrance ceremony of the 91st batch of students of Totsuki is over."

After saying that, Nakiri Senzaemon left.

Today is the first day of school for the 91st batch of students of Totsuki. A total of 44 people were expelled. They didn't even get the school uniforms of Totsuki. The chicken has been killed. What should the monkey do to ensure that he is not the next batch of chickens?

Dojima An is looking forward to it. But no matter what, the final winner will definitely be me. Dojima An still firmly believes in this.

The entrance ceremony is over, but everyone's discussions are endless. Soon, there are text message notifications one after another in the square.

Dojima An opened his mobile phone and saw the class list. Looking at the familiar or unfamiliar names in the list, Dojima An is more looking forward to what will happen tomorrow.