CHAPTER 42: A creative lasagna

As Damian thought, it was still Chappelle, and the lines were similar, but what made Damian feel strange was that the number of people and personnel had changed...

"Good morning! Gentlemen!"

"Just talk about the rules of this training."

"The time is six days and five nights."

"The relevant matters have been written in the instruction manual."

"During this period, everyone will be evaluated."

"Students with the worst assessment results will be eliminated. They will be sent back to school, followed by expulsion."

Damian looked at Chappelle with a calm expression on his face, just like some people, and this time it was just for vacation.

"Here, we found some really good teachers for you Tōtsuki graduates who took time out of your busy schedules!"

Damian still didn't change his expression, but when the graduates arrived on the stage, Damian was stunned for a moment.

Damian didn't pay attention to Dojima Gin's passionate speech, after all, it was probably some official words, but Damian noticed the smiling Inui Hinako.

Before leaving, Inui Hinako smiled and waved at him, Damian sighed, shook his head and said, "I don't understand..."

"Damian! Let's go first! Let's play cards tonight!"

"Understood."

Looking at these calm people, the surrounding students were filled with envy. Damian was stunned for a while when he arrived at a kitchen. He knew this examiner, Fuyumi Mizuhara, who was considered a monster among the older generation of the Elite Ten.

Fuyumi Mizuhara squatted on the chair, patted the whiteboard on the side, and said blankly, "Your exam questions are very simple. I just ate Neapolitan pizza yesterday, and I really don't want to eat it now."

"Then make lasagna.

"The time limit is two hours... begin..."

As Fuyumi said this, she buried her face in her knees and sat down calmly. She couldn't tell if she had fallen asleep or if she simply felt more comfortable curled up like this.

Damian turned his head and saw a familiar but not very familiar face. He was familiar because this person not only had a story, but also formed a team in the class not long ago. He was unfamiliar because there really was no communication here.

"Damian-kun! Great! It must be fate!"

Although Damian was a little helpless, he looked around and said helplessly, "Konishi, what a coincidence..."

That's right, this guy is Konishi Kanichi, the president of Don RS. Even though this guy is a jerk, at least he's sincere about cooking.

Damian looked around, and basically they all wanted to eat and wait to die, or a little girl who secretly wrote him a love letter. Compared to these guys, the Konishi Kanichi in front of him, although he lacked strength, he was still better than the others.

"Damian! Organize the work! I'll do my best!"

Because of this, Damian felt that he had made the right choice. After Damian looked at him, he said softly, "Konishi, you should go wash the dishes first. By the way, wash your hands first."

"Of course!"

Damian squinted his eyes after thinking for a bit and said, "Creative lasagna...um...that's...there's that...just try it."

When Konishi came back from washing the dishes, he said with a smile, "Damian-kun! I already washed the tomatoes! Here!"

"Ah, thank you."

Konishi turned around with the kitchen knife and quickly said, "Damian! That's for ketchup! It's not for you to eat!"

"Why make ketchup?"

"Lasagna! How can there be lasagna without ketchup! And..."

Damian twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Requested, creative, so I don't plan to make tomato sauce with meat."

"That's... Damian-kun! What do I need to do?!"

"What... do you see the crumbs over there?"

"Look... I saw."

"Run! Get the crumbs!"

"Yes!"

Damian smiled and shook his head before continuing to massage his face, but there was still a bottle of black liquid next to him, and he didn't know what it was for.

"Damian-kun!"

"Mix the crumbs with the cream I prepared on one side, using gloves."

"Yes!"

"The oven is preheated, go bake this pan for three minutes first."

"What is that?"

"You can just go."

"Yes!"

Damian made the lasagna in such an organized way, every step of the process was clean and organized, but the ingredients were completely different from those around him because everyone chose meat while Damian chose seafood.

Konishi's mission was over, so he just watched silently, watching the production process as if he was joking, he doesn't know if this is lasagna, because he has never seen such a luxurious and delicate lasagna.

The fresh and tender shrimp, the texture after the cheese melted, the bread crumbs covered in cream became even sweeter after baking, the special sauce, Konishi didn't know what it was, but he was already drooling just looking at it.

"Parmesan cheese?! What a luxury... A hero who ties everything together like a Don! Damian-kun! This is an impressive dish!"

"Maybe... Konishi, go get some ice cubes, make a smoothie and fill it with the same proportion of lemon juice."

"Yes!"

Konishi didn't know what Damian was going to do, but he knew that this dish moved him, even if the above was just his idea.

When Konishi came to, the lasagna was already in the oven. Damian grabbed a glass of champagne, poured the smoothie moistened with lemon juice into the champagne glass, and then quickly poured a glass of sparkling water. After stirring for a bit, he added some mint leaves.

"This... This is! A drink?!"

"Konishi, cooking is for the customers, so think as much as possible about what the customers want. Do you think lasagna is boring?"

"As expected of Damian-kun! After a man's romance, is there such a thing as delicate care?! Damian-kun! Just join my research club!!"

Damian twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "Uh... that, I'll consider it when I get a chance..."

"Hmm!"

"It's roasted, Konishi-kun, basil leaves, chopped parsley, breadcrumbs, mustard seeds, bring it all here."

"Yes!"

The moment Konishi turned around, Damian turned on the oven. In the next moment, all the students moved their hands, and Fuyumi opened her eyes and slowly raised her head to look in Damian's direction.

At this moment, the entire room was enveloped by this rich fragrance, a fragrance that did not belong in tomato bolognese lasagna...

(End of chapter)