Give me your knife, pretty boy.

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I just woke up im in a rough spot

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Hiro and the young man were cooking and Hiro noticed that the young man was definitely better than him, so he tried a different approach. This guy looked anxious and shy, so he started cooking aggressively, making a lot of noise.

The young man looked at Hiro in shock and Hiro grinned "Can't handle the heat, pretty boy!?" as he cooked spicy. He used oil and made excess flames, making a big show.

Zerotwo watched from the side, sitting on a counter and swinging her legs.

Hiro grabbed a hair tie and tied his hair with with his Zerotwo plushie hanging off it. He cut steak cubes and threw all the cubes into the pan, he tossed the cubes around with one hand while adding in extreme spice and hot oil.

The extreme spicy smell permeated the kitchen, stunning the young man, who finally realized he was in a duel and hurriedly went to his food while sweating. Zerotwo started drooling and looking at the pan.

Hiro chuckled and left the pan on the stove before moving to the side and lighting a cigarette with the fire under the pan, he exhaled and pulled out peppers, chopping them up extremely fast before tossing them into the pan by flicking the knife.

This was just a normal knife, Hiro felt whatever with it, it wasn't anything spectacular.

He tossed the contents of the pan before covering it with a lid and throwing it in the oven.

7 minutes later

Hiro took the food out and pulled on plastic gloves. He grabbed the cubes and strips of peppers arranging them into a demon face. He poured a sauce he prepared before and poured it into the 'mouth' before serving it out as the judges said "Time!"

The young man was sweating and looked at his dish in anxiety.

Hiro sneered and looked, it was a simple steak but the searing was a bit black and it seemed well done on the inside. Hiro liked well done... other people didn't. The judges looked at the two different dishes and there was a clear difference between the two.

Hiro didn't quite understand what Nightmare mode really did. Clearly his technique, plating, style, was superior but then again, he purposely played mind games with the young chef. So maybe this wasn't his true potential.

But then again, Hiro wasn't using his specialty. He refused to believe he was just average.

Well, he was about to see how brutal Nightmare mode was.

The judges were customers from the Hotel.

This was how the world worked, there was heavy anime logic used.

In there terms Hiro and Zerotwo were 'Black Chefs' technically as they were the criminal cooks since everything was decided by cooking in the culinary world. Obviously if Hiro killed someone that would be a problem, but he wasn't planning to murder any fools so it wasn't an issue.

The judges looked at Hiro's single plate and the young chef's three plates.

Hiro explained "Demon of the Spice. It's a multi person serving dish with extreme spice." he pointed to the cubes and said "The Peppers have toothpicks in them, it's a finger food." the judges were enlightened and looked at the red cubes of meat.

They felt like they were standing at the gates of hell!

Hiro grinned "Guests first!" the young man was stunned and the judges agreed, each taking a cube and pepper. The cubes made up the face and the peppers were made to look like teeth and were the extra details on it.

Three teeth were taken from the Demon and the judges put the entire thing in their mouth, meat, pepper, sauce, and all.

Their faces flushed red and they started sweating, their eyes were hazy and Hiro chuckled as they continued eating. One judge said "Awful! I can't stop eating!"

They felt as though they were in hell and being tortured to continue eating!

The food was incredible!

The young man stood there, speechlessly. The judges didn't even look at his food. He was the head chef! Clearly he was good at cooking to be the head chef at a hotel! He need to do breakfast, lunch, and dinner everyday!

Hiro slapped the table and woke the judges up. They looked at the nearly empty plate and Hiro grinned evilly "Maybe you should try the pretty boy's food?" they nodded dumbly and tried the steak, they all made ugly faces.

It didn't taste good at all!

The young man said "Wh-What's wrong?!" the judges said "This isn't good..." Hiro grinned and looked at the young chef, who couldn't process what just happened. Hiro explained for him "You lost the moment I started cooking. You got too caught up in my cooking style and lessened your focus on your own food. Then I went first, using an extremely spicy dish. They can't even taste your food."

The young man turned white and said "You! Th-That's not fair!" Hiro chuckled "The world isn't fair!" the judges took one bit from the young man's dish, then finished Hiro's.

The result was clear.

Hiro said "Hand over your Knife." the young man stepped back and Hiro grinned evilly "Oh? Don't want to? You don't have a choice. Give it to me!" the young man looked around to see everyone looking at him. He grit his teeth and handed over his personal chef's knife.

Hiro grabbed it and spun it over his finger, grinning "The name's Hiro, don't forget it. Let's go, babes." Zerotwo smirked and hugged his arm as they walked out of the kitchen with a new knife.

They grabbed their things and drove away on Hiro's bike as a light screen went off.

[Congratulations! You've completed Hidden Quest [Black Chef it is!] Reward: Stolen Knife Cabinet]