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"I hate being a cook, and I hate cooking even more."

"Huh...? Haven't you already decided to defeat Yuanyue in a formal way?"

"That's true, but it doesn't mean that I have to give up what I'm good at. I want to build a new chef academy and defeat Yuanyue in every way. Yuanyue? Humph!"

"You obviously don't plan to learn cooking?"

"Who said that the chairman of the Chef Academy must be proficient in cooking?"

"Also...haha..."

Slime Shirou changed back into slime form again, jumped on Sakurai Shirou's head, and asked leisurely:

"Is this just venting anger? What you hate is Nagiri Nagi alone, not the entire Totsuki Academy."

"No, what I hate is the entire Totsuki." Sakurai Shirou paused, "And, what about venting anger, I never cared about that woman's life or death."

"False! False..." Slime Shilang said repeatedly.

This guy!

Sakurai Shiro realized in an instant that the reason why he suddenly turned into a slime and jumped on his shoulder was to spy on his mood while speaking.

It's just that, knowing this, there is no way to resist.

After all, the strength of the two sides is exactly the same, it is difficult to shake it off.

"I never cared about that woman, I hate Nagiri Nagi, just because she made me lose my first pot of gold."

"False! False..."

"By now, I've completely forgotten about that woman."

"It's a lie again!" Slime Shilang chuckled for a while, and said seriously, "Mizukage has the technique of reincarnation from the soil, although it's just a very rough version, you may try it."

"Oh... don't say such stupid things, how could I do that kind of thing?"

"You are tempted. At that moment just now, what you thought in your heart was: After you go back, you must try it."

"you shut up!"

Sakurai Shiro stretched out his right hand, trying to pull the slime away from his body, but it calmly dodged it.

"Tsundere men are not cute at all. Besides, everyone is themselves, you can't hide it at all."

"Hmph! In the world of halberd food, who doesn't know? I, Sakurai Shiro, keep my word and never lie."

"Oh...! That's amazing! However, this sentence is so outrageously false, I don't even have the face to look at you."

Is this guy taking revenge on my venomous tongue just now?

"That's right, that's it." Slime Shilang suddenly laughed, "Hmph... who made you so arrogant just now?"

"You! I will give you a year's rations for 10 people."

"really?"

The slime suddenly jumped off Sakurai Shiro's shoulder, and instantly changed into the form of the Moe King, and said excitedly:

"I want rice and vegetables! In addition, I also want recipes from your world, as complete as possible."

"The important thing is cooking skills. What do you need a recipe for?" Sakurai Shiro asked subconsciously.

"As long as you strictly follow the recipe, you can make dishes above the standard. The rest is to practice more. The recipe determines the lower limit, and the cooking skill determines the upper limit. How could it be useless?"

"Yes, I will give it to you within three days."

"After it's ready, just put it here, and I'll take it away when I have time. By the way, I still need to cook. I want to try the most delicious food in the food world."

"Cooking? How do I give this to you? Put it here too?"

"No, you go to eat, then come and shake my hand."

"I can't, I don't have a sense of taste."

"It's easy to do, just take a sip of the recovery medicine. In addition, I have cultivated my life back to the highest level, and the wound on your tongue is nothing at all."

"Life returned?"

Sakurai Shiro recalled some of the life-returning tricks practiced by the Navy Six Forms, and with a thought, his body became thinner a little bit.

In an instant, he changed from a fat man with a big belly to a thin young man.

"You're too skinny! You look like Zapp and Sanji who have been hungry for more than two months." Slime Shilang reminded.

"Ah."

Sakurai Shiro adjusted his state, his body gradually swelled, and he soon became a healthy and normal young man.

Black broken hair, paired with unusually large clothes, is not very handsome, but it is not a problem to describe it as delicate.

……

Food Halberd World.

"Have you come back? It always feels like it's been a long time."

Sakurai Shiro sighed softly, picked up the phone on the desk, pressed keys continuously, and quickly dialed a number.

"Shiraishi, the plan is suspended."

"Yes, boss!"

"I'll let you know when a new plan is made."

The original plan was to force all the teachers in Yuanyue Academy to resign through a series of methods such as kidnapping, blackmail, and hypnosis.

At the same time, he tried every means to prevent Yuanyue from recruiting new teachers and students.

Use all conceivable despicable methods to defeat Yuanyue.

But now, Sakurai Shiro, who has found his life goal, decided to give up this plan.

The new goal is to establish a new Chef Academy, defeat Yuan Yue, and replace him.

In this way, the original method of destructive attack cannot be adopted, and it is best to recruit all the teachers from Yuanyue.

But before that, let's taste the dishes of Nakiri Senzaemon.

There is no public opinion on who can make the most delicious cuisine in the world, but Senzaemon Nakiri is definitely one of the top chefs in the world.

Thinking of this, Sakurai Shiro picked up the receiver and made another call.

"Come here, I'm in the office."

"Yes, boss! I'll be there right away."

After about a few seconds, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door opened slowly, and a scream came from the room.

"Ah ah……!!"

"very noisy!"

Shirou frowned slightly, covered his ears with his hands, and said in a deep voice:

"Shut up! I didn't ask you to come and yell."

"Boss? What...what's going on here?" Yaeko Minezaki stared at Shirou in a daze, and stammered, "We haven't seen each other for a few minutes, you...why are you so thin?"

"I took off my makeup."

"Liar! You've never worn makeup before. Besides, what does makeup have to do with body shape?"

"That's when aliens suddenly descended."

"Impossible! I was outside just now and didn't hear anything."

Shirou was silent for a few seconds, then spoke slowly:

"I can't think of any suitable reason. You can make up your own mind, whatever makes sense. Tomorrow morning, come with me to Nakiri's house."

"No...won't you explain?"

Yaeko Minezaki paused, and asked cautiously:

"Boss, why are you going to Nakiri's house?"

"I'm going to taste the dishes made by Nakiri Senzaemon himself."

"Hey...? Have you already made an appointment?"

"No, but I have a lot of handles on Yuanyue Academy in my hand, so I happened to throw out one as a bargaining chip."

"Boss, may I ask why?"

"Because of a promise, in addition, as a future opponent, I also want to see the depth of the enemy."

"But, doesn't Boss have no sense of taste?"

"It has recovered."

"Impossible? Can the damaged taste nerve be restored?"

"If you don't believe me, you can come and have a look."

"Then... I started?"

Chapter 58 Some things are hard to deal with even if you know them

Chapter 58 Chapter 58

Tokyo, in a Japanese-style manor.

After the morning exercise, Nakiri Senzaemon sat on the wooden steps in the garden, pouring himself a cup of tea in his hand.

Soon, his granddaughter Nakiri Erina, who was wearing Totsuki's school uniform, came from another direction and stopped by his side.

"Grandpa, I... recently feel that Yuanyue's atmosphere is not quite right."

"The storm is coming."

Nakiri Senzaemon sighed and did not explain.

The precursor, in fact, as early as more than a month ago.

After such a long investigation, he already knew who the person targeting Yuan Yue was.

It's just that even if you know some things, it's hard to take countermeasures.

"Grandpa, do you know what happened?" Nakiri Erina couldn't help asking.

"Erina, as a chef, no matter what happens in the future, you must remember that cooking is fundamental."

"what is the problem?"

Nakiri Senzaemon didn't answer, because even if she knew it, it wouldn't help the matter, it was just one more troublesome person.

At this time, the butler quickly ran over from the direction of the gate, and said anxiously:

"Master, there are a lot of people coming outside the door. I see the aggressiveness of the other party, and I'm afraid they are not kind."

"Oh…?"

Nakiri Senzaemon put down his teacup and was about to get up when he suddenly frowned.

In the distance, surrounded by dozens of bodyguards, a young man was walking towards this side.

Half a step behind him, a young woman in OL uniform followed step by step.

The bodyguards' waists and chests were bulging, and they seemed to be carrying weapons.

"Sure enough, it's not good."

Nakiri Senzaemon looked at the young man for a while, frowned slightly, and asked:

"Are you Sakurai Shiro? It's not like the one in the rumors. Although the face looks very similar, isn't Sakurai a fat man?"

"I lost weight."

Shirou paused for a moment, looked back and forth between the two, and his gaze stayed on Nakiri Erina.

Seeing this, Nakiri Senzaemon suddenly stood up and stood in front of his granddaughter: