It all started with a squid. 

It may seem uncanny or odd (I sure thought it did), but the truth cannot be denied. And the truth was–it began with one lone squid. A squid that just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. But it wasn’t because of the squid that humanity became the hellhole that it is now. No, that was caused by one fisherman who also happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. But the true beginning of this squid’s journey occurred two months before the fall of humanity.

Looking at Ye Xieren and Lu Xinyi, Qin Jiahao thought that it was the same thing all over again. During his stay at Silver Leaf, he had competed not only with He Haotian but also with Lu Sibai. The two had made it hard for him to get the first seat and was stuck in third place.
Lu Xinyi's confident smile and the defiant glint in her eyes reminded him so much of Lu Sibai. If this woman was Lu Sibai's daughter, then Ye Xieren would indeed have a hard time beating her. If she was anything like her father, she must also know how to use her palate to her own advantage.
The three judges were left to discuss privately who won the first round. Qin Jiahao and He Haotian pointed out the flaws and the strong points of each dish presented to them.
"Both Ye Xieren and Lu Xinyi made their dishes in the same cooking method, the distinct difference between them is the flavor," Chef Qin whispered to He Haotian and Han Zhiling.
The woman nodded on his opinion. This simple dish showcased Ye Xieren's professionalism in the kitchen while Lu Xinyi presented her ability to replicate one's dish.
"The flavor is hard to pinpoint. Squid ink is glutamate-rich, infusing whatever it touches with umami. Since you both pointed out the strengths and weaknesses of both dishes, let's decide now who'll win the first round."
Ye Xieren stood beside his kitchen counter nervously. He was somewhat disappointed that he'd made a mistake on his boiled egg.
Meanwhile, across him stood Lu Xinyi with a bored expression on her face. It wasn't that she didn't like to fight with Ye Xieren, but she would like to end this cooking battle as soon as possible. However, she knew that it wouldn't be easy for her to beat Ye Xieren this time when her position at the Cream of the Crop was on the line.
Huo Meili received the envelope with the result for the first round and opened it excitedly. She gave Ye Xieren and Lu Xinyi a bright smile before flipping the card open.
"The winner of the Squid Ink Pasta challenge goes to Lu Xinyi! Congratulations, Miss Lu!"
Her announcement was followed by the loud cheering in the audience area.
Ye Xieren clenched his fist hard on his side, his jaws tightening. He could not afford to make a single mistake the next round, or else Lu Xinyi would beat him for the umpteenth time.
"We are about to start the second round. May I remind Mr. Ye that if he loses for the second time, Miss Lu will be declared the winner for this cooking battle. However, if he managed to secure this second round, we'll have to do the last and the tie-breaker round until we proclaim a winner." Huo Meili explained, which Ye Xieren understood at once.
He needed not to be reminded of what would happen. He was fully aware that this second round would be crucial for him to snatch the 10th seat of the Cream of the Crop from Lu Xinyi.
"Headmistress Han, may we know what the challenge for the second round is?" the emcee inquired.
Han Zhiling placed both of her arms on the table and cupped her chin with her right hand.
"As for the second round, I want Lu Xinyi and Ye Xieren to make a delicious set of mochi ice cream for us to enjoy. You are free to decide how to make it and what flavor you'll use. I'm giving you exactly one hour to make and present this delicious confection with an ice cream filling."
"Mochi Ice Cream? Oh, wow." Huo Meili's excitement rose to another level as she thought about seeing Lu Xinyi making another mouth-watering dessert. "Mochi ice cream is gaining popularity worldwide. For those of you who don't know what it is, think of ice cream balls wrapped in thin mochi dough.
"Now, Mr. Ye, Miss Lu, you've heard what our headmistress said so please go back to your counters as the time officially starts now!"
Once the timer started the countdown, Ye Xieren and Lu Xinyi ran towards the food stall located right beside the huge stage and pulled out different ice cream flavors from the fridge. Each took the time to read the labels correct before moving to the other counters to get the flour they needed to make their mochis.
"Mochi Ice Cream? I haven't thought that Lady Han also has a sweet tooth." He Haotian teased her, which earned a glare from Han Zhiling.
"Well, just like what Huo Meili said: Mochi Ice Cream is kinda popular right now. I'm excited to see if both students know how to make one." Qin Jiahao rubbed his hands together. His apprentice was fond of Japanese Cuisine and had an advantage in this round.
"Mochi ice cream is a small, round confection consisting of a soft, pounded sticky rice dumpling formed around an ice cream filling. The ice cream flavors the confection while the mochi adds sweetness and texture. For this round, we'll have to use these criteria to rate their sweet confections," the two-star Michelin chef commented beside Chef Qin.
"Both of them need to pay attention, making sure that there wouldn't be any mistakes along the way. Making mochi ice cream is also tricky. Due to the temperature and consistency of mochi and ice cream, both components must be modified. This is to achieve the right viscosity that will remain constant regardless of changes in temperature," the headmistress said impassively.
Originally, she wanted Lu Xinyi and Ye Xieren to make a snow-skin moon cake, but because of the limited time and complex preparation, she'd chosen a similar confection—mochi ice cream—for this challenge.
"Mochi ice cream isn't so hard to make, but one needs to keep in mind that working fast is the most important feat when dealing with ice cream," she added.
The judges watched as the two best rookies of the academy started working on the thin layer of their mochis.
"There are two ways to make mochi ice cream. It can either be steamed or microwaved. Both methods work well, and it's really a personal preference." Chef Qin chipped in. "Oh, it seems like Lu Xinyi chose to use 'Mochiko' flour while Ye Xieren opted to use 'Shiratamako'."
"That isn't surprising." Han Zhiling picked up her teacup and took a sip. "There are three options to make mochis which are Shiratamako, Glutinous Rice Flour, and Mochiko. These flours are all slightly different, although they are made out of the same sticky rice. The main difference between Shiratamako, Glutinous rice flour, and Mochiko is the process of making them."
"It makes sense why Ye Xieren chose to use Shiratamako. Shiratamako mochi has a very smooth texture and stretches well when it wraps around the ice cream. The particles are finer and smaller than the cheaper options such as glutinous rice flour or Mochiko."
He Haotian was aware that Ye Xieren would have a chance to win this round based on his chosen ingredients. Ye Xieren had chosen to stick with the classic flavors of Vanilla, Chocolate, and Green Tea while Lu Xinyi felt a little adventurous with her Green Tea Matcha, Red Bean, and Black Sesame flavors.
"We all know that making regular mochi uses glutinous rice flour. However, the dough used to make regular mochi did not seem like it would work well with ice cream mochi. Once frozen, the mochi would stiffen and lose its chewy texture. The key to producing good mochi ice cream is using Shiratamako, although Mochiko is still passable to make one."


[LMD Status: Completed]
[LMD 2: The Taste of Love Status: Ongoing]

“You’re not taking me to bed. Ever.” 
“Who said it had to be on the bed?” 
“What?! You wouldn’t dare kick me off the bed, and I will not share it with you!” 
“The only reason I would force you out is so I can have you on the floor.” She gritted her teeth and glared at her grinning husband. 
“Go fuck yourself!” she hissed. 
“Only if you show me how,” he winked back. 

Once the tabloids released an article claiming business tycoon Shen Yi was gay, his family forced him to date and seek a relationship to stave off the false accusations. After many failed encounters, Shen Yi came upon Lu Xinyi.

Orphaned since childhood, Lu Xinyi had no safe haven left the moment her boyfriend and her best friend betrayed her. Losing her only treasures left, she felt like dying inside as soon as she boarded that ship. However, after a week-long cruise with Shen Yi, she struck a deal with him. Now the Young Madam of the most powerful Shen family, Lu Xinyi turned into a better version of herself. She would not only fight back against those who had hurt her, but she had also taken a shot at accomplishing her father's broken dream.

Attending the country's most prestigious culinary school, Silver Leaf Academy, Lu Xinyi was compelled to compete not only for herself but also for her husband’s pride. Through Shen Yi's love and support, she dreamed to emerge victorious one assault after another from a family that she had long abandoned. Oh, but love for food can be a dangerous thing! As Lu Xinyi and her friends struggle to survive the competition and schemes, more and greater challenges await her, putting her love (for food and Shen Yi) to the test. 

Little Miss Devil 2: The Taste of Love

Despite inheriting the same absolute tongue her mother and maternal grandfather possessed, Shen Lingqing had chosen a different path and followed her father’s footsteps into the business world.

“Such a waste of talent!” Chef He grumbled to himself and sulked in a corner, failing to convince the Shen princess to become his apprentice.

“Cooking and preparing food is too tiresome. I would rather sit down and eat all the delicious food in the world.” She said in defense.

On the other hand, the once prince of the Liu Empire, Liu Jinfei, lost everything when his uncle plotted against his family to overtake their family business. Manipulated by his wicked uncle, making him believe that he was the one responsible for his father’s death, young Liu Jinfei fled into exile. Living quietly as a commoner, Liu Jinfei pursued his dream to become the best chef in his generation.

Several years later, the exiled young prince and the Shen demon princess crossed paths. In order for Shen Lingqing to win the final challenge her father set for her before she could qualify to inherit their family business, she made a deal with Liu Jinfei.

What’s this deal? Why did she need it? Find out how these two unlikely characters got together and embark on a deliciously delectable adventure!

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Little Miss Series
(1) Little Miss Devil: The President's Mischievous Wife (completed)
(1.2) Little Miss Devil 2: The Taste of Love
(2) Little Miss Witch: Revenge of the Tainted Angel (completed)
(3) Little Miss Sunshine: Conquer the Emperor's Heart
(4) Little Miss Trouble: The Emperor's Rebellious Consort
(5) Little Miss Heiress: The 30 Days Free Trial Lover
(6) Little Miss Fae: Banshee in the Modern World
(7) Little Miss Immortal: The Nine-Tailed Imperial Consort

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Turtle soup, turtle meat. Although the kitchen was small, it was stocked with all the necessities that Chu Xian required for the trip.
For obvious reasons, they typically ate seafood, so he told Old Huang to learn different methods of preparing food.
Old Huang hadn't studied the methods of turtle cooking, and even though there was a famous turtle dish in the Qing and Han Royal Dynasty Feast, Chu Xian didn't even know what it was. Old Huang hadn't studied obscure and uncommon dishes either.
Old Huang prepared the turtle the same way he would prepare an ordinary green turtle; the only difference was he required two pots to accommodate the turtle's size.
"This is delicious! It tastes really good!" Chu Xian took a sip of the turtle soup and sighed in enjoyment.
The thick white broth smelled amazing, and even though Old Huang wasn't very experienced yet, it was delicious.
Although the turtle died, it probably passed less than two hours ago and was still incredibly fresh.
As for the squid, Old Huang fried it. Chu Xian really enjoyed the strong and slightly spicy flavor.
The squid was very chewy, and it belonged to the category of food that was more delicious and pleasurable to eat the more textured and chewy it was.
Most squids on the market were pre-frozen, and it was difficult to get fresh ones.
Chu Xian sat in his usual chair, drinking turtle soup and eating turtle meat and squid. There were two plates of sliced fruit that Xiao Ying prepared for him so he could "eat more fruit while at sea."
"Oh, I long for the day when I own a private cruise ship or yacht and can just relax, fish, bask in the sun, eat fresh seafood and drink wine with all kinds of delicate fruit after. What a life!" Chu Xian looked out over the water.
The setting sun was poised over the western waters, and the beautiful colors of the sky reflected on the lazy water. A comfortable breeze swept by in gentle waves. Ah, this was the life.
After dinner, Sword One and Sword Two packed away the fish they captured in the frozen cabin.
"Let's sail some more!" Chu Xian called out to Old Mu after standing up and stretching.
They sailed the ship as the sky gradually darkened, and Chu Xian stood at the head of the ship, contemplating in the cooling breeze. "Old Mu, let's find a good place to experiment with some night fishing."
"Yes!" Old Mu nodded and turned to his sonar equipment.
Chu Xian's ship only had equipment for two commercial fishing methods - trawler fishing, which he disqualified, and seine netting.
For seine netting, it required surrounding the fish with a net then closing the bottom of the wrap, but this method could only be used on gathered schools; otherwise, it would be too inefficient. [1]
It wasn't that easy to find schools of fish. When the fishing season just started, perhaps it would be easier, but at this point, the waters had been combed over by countless fishing ships. Casually stumbling upon a school of fish was very unlikely.
"Boss, there are many fish nearby. We can use a fish lamp to attract them!" Old Mu said.
Chu Xian nodded. "Okay, let's use the fish lamp!"
Using the fish lamp to help was a common tactic for fishing at sea.
There were many colors of lights, but the most popular was a blueish green that was very attractive for small shrimp and small fish, and those small shrimp and small fish would, in turn, attract larger fish. Old Huang placed the fish lamp in the water before moving the ship some distance away.
Chu Xian watched the area around the fishing lamp. With his power, he could see the gathering shrimp and small fish swimming over to the lamp. Just as expected, as the smaller creatures gathered, the larger fish came to eat them.
After some time, the lamp gathered fish that attracted other fish, and more and more fish swam over.
"There's at least a thousand catties of fish." Chu Xian looked out as Spanish Mackerels, croakers, herrings, and other fish gathered around.
There was a limit to the fish population in the area, and also a limit to the amount of fish the seine net could contain, so they couldn't just wait forever. A thousand catties of fish was a decent haul for a couple of hours of waiting.
Sword One dived into the water. The mermen could determine the approximate number of fish gathered with their eyes and noses; although fish usually didn't have good eyesight, Chu Xian remolded the mermen so their eyes weren't any worse than humans.
"There are about a thousand catties of fish gathered," Sword One reported to Old Huang.
Old Huang nodded. "Prepare the seine net."
Old Mu carefully guided the ship as Sword One and the others placed the seine into the water.
"Raise the net!" Old Huang shouted.
Slowly, the net was raised out of the water. All the fish in a ten-meter radius around the fishing lamp were caught in the net.
Small yellow croakers, Spanish Mackerels, Osseous Fish and other fish, big and small, were all gathered by the seine net.
"Peng, peng!" With the net released, the fish fell to the deck.
Chu Xian watched as the fish flailed on the deck and smiled. "Throw the baby fish back into the water and I'll take care of the rest."
"Yes, Boss!"
Old Huang and the others nodded. They all knew some general information on most types of fish, so they walked among the flailing creatures and threw the baby fish back into the water.
This wasn't some grand or impressive deed. The practice was very common in European countries and in the US, where fishermen put in some effort to protect the oceanic environment. Many places forbade catching baby fish, and there were regulations on what kind of fish they could keep after they caught them and what kind of fish they had to release.
In Germany, you needed to get licensed for fishing. The education requirements varied, and the cultural background and laws differed from place to place, so the degree to which people paid attention to the environment was different as well.
Of course, it wasn't easy to just decry and condemn people who were just trying to make a living. [2]
After they tossed the baby fish back into the water, there were still seven to eight hundred catties of fish. Chu Xian activated his power, transformed into a fish and began to devour some.
Although using the ship to fish then eating the fish was similar to taking off your pants to fart, they still needed practice fishing with normal methods. Even though he could just jump into the water and control all the fish, he still needed to get them on deck and into the tanks.
After devouring seven to eight hundred catties of fish, Chu Xian could feel the energy inside his body increasing.
Inside his mind, he focused and a status screen appeared.
Name: Chu Xian
State: Human (Can turn into a fish!)
Energy: 1510
Talent: Devour, can eat fish to increase energy.
Rule, can rule lower leveled fish.
Wrap, can use his body to wrap enemies.
Fly, can fly in short bursts.
Release electricity, can release electricity.
Shoot water, can gather water balls to attack.
Poisonous body, possesses a poisonous body.
Big Fish Eat Small Fish System Function:
Remold, can change the shape of self or fish under his control. (Every transformation will lower his energy or the level of the fish he controls)
Absolute Rule, can pick among the controlled fish to absolutely rule a fish. The fish under absolute rule doesn't have a distance limit and can now absolutely rule 15 fish (increase by one fish after swallowing fifty tons of fish). 
"Now that we're out at sea, I can gather and remold some more mermen and absolutely rule some fish." Chu Xian decided.
He was ready to hunt!


A chance to change, challenge destiny, make dreams a reality, and live a legend! A regular man gains a system that allows him to turn into a fish! 
In the modern world, a young man gains an unconventional system that gives him the power to transform into a fish! With this strange power, he shoots for the stars!

"Don't worry, Min-joon. If your dishes are not good enough to meet the perfect standards of Rose Island, I won't accept them. So, challenge it. Think hard what your own dishes are and what kind of dish you want to treat them with."
"No matter how much I think about it, I'm not sure if I can make any better recipe than yours in less than a month."
Rachel shook her head and said, "A chef is an adventurer. You don't know that there is an island on the other side, but you just set a boat afloat. Min-joon, I trust you. Can't you trust me?"
Min-joon moved his lips slightly. Without an air of pretense, arrogance, and timidity, he said, with a bit of faith in his heart, "Well, I …" 
Putting one's own recipe on the menu was what the demi chefs at all restaurants were always dreaming of, but it was pretty hard to realize that dream. It was never easy for a demi chef to produce a menu good enough to satisfy the head chef's standards.
In some cases, even the sous chef's recipe was rejected by the head chef. So, it was not hard to believe how difficult the homework Min-joon had at the moment. 
To be exact, it wasn't just Min-joon's homework. Rachel gave such an opportunity not only to Min-joon but to other demi chefs as well. She couldn't show her favoritism only to Min-joon.
"Min-joon, I got a good chance, too, thanks to you."
"Do you have any recipes in mind?"
"Yeah, I've got a recipe in mind, but I'm not sure if it will work," Havier said, shrugging his shoulders. 
Rachel often discarded even her own recipe, saying it was not good enough, although Min-joon and other demi chefs thought it was perfect. 
'I remember she put it off even though she had an expected cooking score of 10,' Min-joon thought to himself. 
He thought about what he would have done if he had been in her place. Maybe he would have bent over backward using that recipe because he was satisfied with the perfect score. 
But Rachel was different. Even though the score was perfect, she didn't hesitate to discard it if she was not satisfied. It might be an ideal dish that Min-joon could never make in his lifetime, but she could easily make it with a bit of hard thinking.
Min-joon looked at the warehouse. He saw dozens or hundreds of windows overlapping the food inside it. Facing the ever-growing windows out there, he muttered in a vague voice.
"What's the difference between me and Master Rachel?"
"Do you think you're asking the right question now?"
"Of course, there is a difference. But I just want to know what makes the difference. The ability to grasp the harmony of ingredients? Creativity? Or the formula to extract the taste? What is it? What can I do to get even one step closer to her ability? Aren't you curious?"
"I'm curious, but you can't solve it by just thinking. All you have to do is to learn what she teaches you as a rule and follow her teachings."
"Well, It's you who wants to do something until Christmas."
"That's correct, too."
Min-joon bowed his head with a gloomy expression. Janet glanced at him a bit and said, "Aren't you too greedy?"
"Me?"
"You have it all. Rachel's love, customers' attention, and cooking talent. But I don't think you're satisfied. Can't you be a little more relaxed?"
"Janet, I didn't know I would hear you talking to me like that."
Janet said, "I'm greedy, too. I might be a little impatient. But I am not too hard on myself because I've not achieved much. Actually, I've done well. I've come as far as here. Just because there are more steps for me to walk up, it doesn't mean all the steps I've walked up are meaningless. So…" Janet said again in a sharp voice, "Don't say that to me desperately like that as if you were facing a barrier that you can't overcome. You're making me frustrated ."
"Sorry, Janet."
"Good to know you got it."
Janet turned her head sullenly. She spoke to him defiantly, but after all, she was advising him. 
This time, she gave him useful advice.
'It's not the stairs you have to walk up, but the stairs you've already walked up. What stairs have I walked up so far?' Min-joon asked himself. 

***
Min-joon had lots of experiences with devising a recipe within a given period. With the cooking contest around the corner, he had to come up with a plausible recipe within minutes. On the other hand, when he was preparing a food tasting event before Rose Island reopened, he had a lot of time to devise a recipe.
In terms of preparation time, it had never been as long as now. Min-joon was given almost one month until Christmas Eve. However, he found it harder this time because he had to come up with a recipe while working at Rose Island. There was too much work for him to properly focus on the recipe.
"Kaya, is she better now?"
"Yes, Mom. She is going to go to work again tomorrow."
"You seem to have a hard time at a young age. Be nice to her. I told you this, but I am not sure what they think in America, but I think if you have already begun to live with her, you are as good as married to her. Don't think you are just her boyfriend or lover. Think of her as your wife and family. Got it?"
"Don't worry. That's how I treat her now."
"Anything unusual these days?"
"Well, nothing special, but…"
Min-joon hesitated for a moment. He didn't need to hide it, but he wondered if he needed to consult with his mom—Hye-sun Lee—about the recipe, for her dishes didn't impress even her children at all last time. But he didn't want to avoid her question.
So, he said casually, "I have received an assignment. This Christmas Eve, Kaya's family will... Oh, I told you about it last time, right? I mean Kaya's father."
"Yes, go ahead."
"Well, Kaya's family will gather at Rose Island on Christmas Eve, but Rachel has asked me to come up with my own recipe for Kaya's family."
"Oh, does it mean you are serving only your dishes for them?"
"No. I would be glad if I could include even one more with my recipe on the menu. Anyway, Rachel has given me the homework. I have to buy crabs, squid, and oysters as seafood. 
The fruits are mainly pomegranate. It seems that this is the best in California in December. I can use any meat and fowl."
"Got it. I'm sorry, but I really don't have anything to tell you as far as cooking is concerned."
"That's fine. Anyway, I didn't expect it from you."
When he said that, he heard a loud sigh from her over the phone. 
She muttered in a depressed voice, "Other kids say their mother's dishes are the best…"
"Well, their mothers must be good at cooking"
"Enough, son. You're too straightforward. I just want to tell you one thing. Remember the last time I and Ara went to the tournament?"
"Yes, I lost at that time."
"What did you have on your mind back then? You just wanted to win? Or you wanted to show your dishes to us? Or you wanted to make dishes that we wanted?"
"Well, I think I wanted all of them you just mentioned. After all, we humans are…"
"You might ignore what I'm saying because I'm poor at cooking, but let me give you a piece of my mind. You are a professional chef now. In other words, you get paid for making dishes for your customers. I think the difference between a professional and an amateur is whether they do what they want to do or do what customers want."
Although she was a bit critical, Min-joon immediately understood what she was talking about. He opened his mouth with a big sigh. 
"What you mean is I have to make dishes for Kaya's family, right?"
"Yes, that's right. You're smart, my son!"
"Got it, Mom. Thank you. I'll take that into account deeply."
"Good. Let me hang up the phone now. You must be tired."
"Sure. I will call you next time."
He hung up the phone and immediately looked back at the kitchen. There were not many ingredients in the refrigerator at home. What he had in it was meat, pomegranate, and squid frozen in the freezer. While he was lost in thought, watching them, somebody called him.
It was Kaya. 
"You talked with your mom, right?"
"Yes, she was worried a lot about you."
"Really?"
"Do you think I'm lying to you now?"
"I feel good. Lie or not, it's good to know that someone cares about me."
"Didn't you feel it usually?"
"Not many times," said Kaya, smiling lightly. 
Min-joon replied with a low voice, "From now on, thousands, tens of thousands of people will worry about you. You are such an important woman now. You are now an adult."
"What the heck?! Are you telling me I'm an adult now?"
"I can't treat you as a child all the time."
He replied with a calm voice as if to say it was natural. Then he pulled out all the ingredients from the refrigerator and asked slowly, "Is anybody in your family picky about food?"
"Mom and Zemma are not picky, but…"
"Oh, you are not sure about your father."
"Nope." Kaya replied with a heavy heart. She put her arms around his chest and put her chin on his shoulder. He didn't feel like she was showing her affection. Rather, he felt she looked like a kitten that wanted to be held in anyone's arms. 
Kaya said gloomily as if she was scratched and hurt, "Isn't it funny? I don't know what he likes or what kind of person he is, but I come to call him my father just because he has a blood relationship with me. Whether I like it or now, he is supposed to take a really big place in my life."
"Do you hate it?"

Because of his love for cooking, he had thrown away his career as a teacher and had become a chef.
But despite his desires, his lack of cooking skills was the harsh truth he had to face.
But when he reached the age of 30, he had been sent back 7 years back into the past.
Another chance.

When the "Territory Battle" was over, Haru, Tabane, and Fuuko went back quickly and came back to the real world.
From Fuuko's mouth, they knew that they could change their territory to their liking which made it quite interesting, but they decided to do it later when Sumire and Charlotte had returned. They ended their battle in 15 minutes which was very fast, but Sumire and Charlotte hadn't come out which meant that their battle hadn't ended and they were in the middle of a very hard battle.
"Their battle is quite long." Tabane frowned and felt a bit worried.
"They should be fighting against Scarlet Rain," Haru said.
"The Red King? Really?" Fuuko was surprised and asked, "Are they alright?" She knew that they had fought against the Red King, but she only knew that the four of them fought together which meant that it would be hard for Charlotte and Sumire to fight against the Red King. To win? She felt that it was quite impossible for them to win since Level 9 was different from Level 8. There was a huge difference between the two levels.
"They should be."
Haru had confidence in both Charlotte and Sumire and felt that they should be able to make a lot of trouble for the Red King. If there was a chance, it was also possible for them to win against the Red King.
"They should be able to win, the Red King isn't that strong after all," Tabane said. She knew the power of the Red King and felt that the Red King was quite weak. If Charlotte and Sumire faced the Green King, then it would be very hard, but it would be different if they faced a Red King.
"Well, whether they can win or not, we need to wait for them to come out."
Haru stood up and thought about preparing dinner for all of them. He was sure that everyone was quite hungry after the battle.
"What are you doing?"
Fuuko looked at Haru curiously.
"Cooking dinner, is there something that you want to eat?"
At first, Fuuko didn't expect that Haru was a very good cook which meant that this guy could become a perfect husband. She pondered for a while and asked, "Can you cook using squid ink?"
"Squid ink?" Tabane was startled looking at Fuuko. "Why do you want to eat such a thing?!" She couldn't comprehend the mind of this girl, but she didn't hate it, rather she was also curious. If someone heard what she was thinking that everyone who knew her would complain that she was also pretty much weird and no one understood her mind since Tabane was very unpredictable.
"Because I heard that it was good," Fuuko said. She had heard that it was pretty good. She had never tried it and her parents wouldn't allow her to eat such things. She also didn't think that Kuroyukihime would eat such a thing. She also wouldn't eat such a thing either, but she felt that it would be different in Haru's hands since Haru's cooking skill had broken the limit of humanity.
The moment Fuuko tried Haru's food, she felt as if she had entered heaven and it was as if her soul was pulled, but she didn't stop eating since it tasted very good. She had never eaten such a thing before which made her want to try something delicious with weird ingredients. She looked at Haru and wondered whether he could do something about it.
"Squid ink, huh? I guess I can make one."
"Eh?!" 2x
Tabane and Fuuko were surprised when they heard it.
"Really?"
"What are you going to make?"
"It's squid ink noodles," Haru said.
"Squid ink noodles?"
"Well, just wait, I'll cook it in a cinch."
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Without wasting his time, Haru quickly cooked squid ink pasta. He made his noodles from scratch since it was quite easy.
The process was so smooth and it was as if they saw an opera which made both Tabane and Fuuko dumbfounded. They might have watched him cooking before, but they had to admit that he was very handsome when he was serious.
Leaving the pasta, Haru made a broth of squid ink. The process was quite tedious, especially when it took quite some time to make it, but when it was almost finished, both Sumire and Charlotte seemed to return to reality
"Sumire! Charlotte!"
Tabane jumped into them and hugged them. She looked at their expressions and realized that there was something weird about both of them. She was smart and quickly asked, "Did you lose?"
"..."
Sumire and Charlotte sighed and nodded.
"Yes..." 2x
They had lost which was quite regretful. They thought that they would be able to win, but it seemed that they had underestimated their opponent. They thought that they could clear one of their quests, but it seemed that they couldn't do it.
"It's normal for you to lose to the Red King. She has a lot of years of experience and it'll be quite abnormal for her to lose," Fuuko said, but she had to admit that the talent of the four of them were scary, especially Haru since he was able to defeat the Blood Chain with his original ability. Pondering for a while, she was wondering whether they would be able to clear the Imperial Palace.
'No, no!'
Fuuko hurriedly shook her head since she had a bad memory of that place and she didn't want them to challenge that place, even though she had a feeling that the four of them would challenge that special dungeon.
"It means that you need Tabane-chan beside you!"
Tabane hit her chest and said, "Let's have revenge against that small red later!"
Sumire and Charlotte nodded and they quickly recovered. They weren't children and their minds were mature. Even though they had lost, it didn't mean that they couldn't win against the Red King later.
"Well, since you've lost, I'll give you a punishment."
Suddenly they heard Haru's voice from the kitchen.
Sumire and Charlotte were startled when they heard it.
"Huh? Punishment?!" 2x
Neither of them expected such a thing, but they didn't reject it since they had lost.
"Yeah, eat this."
Haru brought a large bowl which was filled with black liquid.
"......"
The four girls seemed to be dumbfounded when they saw the thing inside this bowl.
Pitch black.
The liquid in this large bowl was pitch black.
"You're too cruel!"
"How can you force us to drink sewer water!"
Charlotte and Sumire couldn't help but protest since this thing was unexpected. The color of the liquid was so black that it made them think that it was sewer water.
"It's not sewer water and it won't be a punishment if I let you eat something good, right?" Haru said with a smile.
This smile made both Charlotte and Sumire shudder since it showed how sadistic this guy was, but at the same time, it made them blush slightly. If only their punishment wasn't to eat this thing then....
"...."
Tabane and Fuuko, who knew that this big bowl of black liquid was squid ink noodles, were speechless since the appearance of this food was very evil!
Usually Haru's presentation on his food was pretty good, but this time, they could see nothing besides black liquid inside the bowl which made them unsure what to do.
Tabane and Fuuko looked at each other and nodded.
"Eat it! Eat it! Eat it!" 2x
Tabane and Fuuko smiled and kept urging both Sumire and Charlotte.
"Ugh..."
Sumire and Charlotte didn't really want to eat it, but Haru who was beside them had prepared a bowl and chopstick for both of them which made them know that they couldn't run away from this punishment.

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"Mr. Bai, do you mean you have more confidence in Yuan Zhou and believe he can win the competition?" This question was asked craftily. 
"Actually, many of the 28 restaurants have cooperation with my company. So they are also quite strong," said Bai Xiaoxiao slowly and methodically. He didn't walk into the reporter's trap. 
"So which dish do you look forward to the most, Mr. Bai?" the reporter made notes and asked. 
"I am looking forward to the squid more," said Bai Xiaoxiao. Speaking of his preference in taste, he liked eating the squid most. 
"The Flaming Squid cooked by one of the head chefs has once been regarded as one of the ten most delicious seafood dishes in Sichuan Province. He hasn't cooked this dish personally for almost seven or eight years. I look forward to eating it this time very much." Bai Xiaoxiao continued proactively even before the reporter asked him. 
It wasn't difficult to cook the dish of squid. Even if one wasn't good at cooking, one could make it tasty by frying it simply and scattering some chili powder over the surface. But if one wanted to stand out from the crowd, it would be more difficult. 
It was the present situation of many dishes, being easy to cook, but difficult to be delicious. And the taste of squid mainly depended on the mouthfeel. It must be both crumbly and soft, each of which was very difficult to achieve. 
In this regard, that head chef had his own secret. 
So did Yuan Zhou. Just like the mantis shrimp, he had his own unique methods to cook it. Of course, the work had to be done one after another and so were the dishes. It wasn't the turn of the squid yet. 
Bai Xiaoxiao was familiar with some head chefs from the 28 restaurants and was more willing to answer the reporters' questions. Therefore, many of the reporters' questions were for him. 
When the reporters directed their questions toward Yuan Zhou, Zhou Shijie answered on behalf of him. Nevertheless, the style of introduction was quite strange. 
He said it like that, "It's also the first time for me to see Head Chef Yuan cook seafood. He's the type of person that is harsh on himself and even more harsher when it comes to his culinary skills." 
"So I don't know when I am able to eat Head Chef Yuan's seafood dishes if we don't have this competition." 
When Zhou Shijie made the introduction, a reporter asked two immature questions. However, Zhou Shijie just continued speaking as if he hadn't heard of that. 
The point was that this reporter didn't dare to interrupt Zhou Shijie's introduction. As the chairman of China Chef's Alliance, even the press director must show due respect for his feelings, not to mention the reporter. 
"I have always been emphasizing that Head Chef Yuan's knife skills can't be compared with the younger generation. Even among my peers, including me, his superb craftsmanship is one in a million. It can be obviously judged from the way he processed the crab meat." 
"Even the tossing of the pan requires skills in order to make the Little Yellow Croakers evenly fried. That reminds me of the unique skill of Shanxi Cuisines, Hua Da Si Men[1]. Though they are different, every movement of this skill requires much practice." 
… 
That was all. Speaking of Yuan Zhou, Zhou Shijie had always been praising him. He wasn't like Bai Xiaoxiao who explained to others justly at all. 
All right. Actually, Bai Xiaoxiao also admitted that every movement of Yuan Zhou was perfect without fault. 
But that was a little boring. After all, what the reporters really wanted was breaking news rather than justness and blind praise. Therefore, the reporters were quite helpless and hence, they all turned to focus their attention on the people who surrounded to watch both parties. However, most of them were surrounding to watch Yuan Zhou. 
They were still trying to find fault with him. After all, Zhou Shijie had commented that Yuan Zhou was the best and only one just now. 
They just couldn't imagine how Yuan Zhou could let the reporters find fault with himself.
"As far as I can see, there is a sous-chef who's processing the food ingredients at the red side while the blue side was doing this work by himself. Is there any difference?" Bai Xiaoxiao knew very well about eating, but he wasn't a chef. So many problems, which were very common in the eyes of the insiders, were nevertheless incomprehensible to him. 
"It actually depends on the chef's habit whether or not he processes the food ingredients by himself," said Zhou Shijie, "Many famous chefs will teach their disciples by performing and showing the movements. So their disciples can also reach their intended level when they process the vegetables for him. And that could also help to train them." 
"That happened a long time ago. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer disciples. The chefs have kitchen workers. And just in order to highlight the, they want to strengthen this kind of contrast in the kitchen," said Zhang Yan straightforwardly. 
"Chairman Zhang, it's way too cynical to say so," said Wang Xiang. As soon as the reporter left, he became active. 
Zhang Yan asked back, "Don't you think so? A chef can know the food ingredients well only by processing them by himself. And when he starts to cook, he can have a good command of the heat control." 
Obviously, Zhang Yan and Wang Xiang had different opinions on this matter. Nevertheless, Zhou Shijie just kept watching Yuan Zhou cook attentively. 
Looking at the name list of these chefs, Bai Xiaoxiao thought that Yuan Zhou could hardly win against them no matter how awesome Head Chef Yuan was. After all, he knew the ins and outs of those 28 restaurants very well. Some of the head chefs had really good craftsmanship. 
Just like the Chef Liu Jie who was best at cooking squid and which Bai Xiaoxiao was looking forward to just now. He came from Genuine-Taste-Meal Restaurant and was in his forties. 
Just like Bai Xiaoxiao said, Liu Jie hadn't cooked this dish personally for seven to eight years, more precisely, seven years and two months. 
The reason why he hadn't cooked it personally for so long was the same reason as Chef Li. As his restaurant was getting bigger and bigger, he had more work to do and became more like a businessman. 
But he was quite confident in winning this competition. 
"Chef Liu, how do you like this competition? Are you confident?" Chef Li asked in a caring manner. 
"Of course, I don't dare to say yes in other aspects. For the squid, however, I'm quite confident. Just wait and see." Liu Jie rolled up his sleeves, wore his face mask and then began to process the food ingredients. 
"Duo Duo Duo". 
Liu Jie began to cut the squid into pieces very quickly. The sound of the kitchen knife touching the chopping board was quite regular. 
To be frank, Flaming Squid was actually the Sizzling Squid. Liu Jie believed that he was able to create the best taste out of it. 
"Even if that Yuan Zhou started to learn to cook before he was born, he probably couldn't catch up with us," said Ao Pi confidently after he finished cooking a dish. 
"Haw-haw. We can't say that." Chef Li was only modest in appearance. In his eyes, however, there was a sense of confidence to win the competition. 
"Even if you know somebody, it doesn't make any sense. You surprisingly dare to threaten me? Chefs depend on nothing but their craftsmanship." Chef Li seemed to have forgotten himself who had once sent people to disturb Master Chef Restaurant, as if he had lost his memory of that. 
"We have two votes from Boss Bai and Wang Xiang at the very beginning. Besides, the two chairmen are unlikely to practice favoritism in the face of the public," said Chef Li. 
No wonder Chef Li had that confidence. A few years ago, Wang Xiang had indeed praised his Bloom and Prosper Shrimps, not to mention Bai Xiaoxiao. 
The clear and chilly voice of Yuan Zhou suddenly sounded when Chef Li was lost in various thoughts that he would arrive at the peak of life and his restaurant would become the No. 1 seafood restaurant in Sichuan Province. 
"I'm done. Please have a taste," said Yuan Zhou. 
"Pardon? He's done so quickly?" Chef Li was startled inwardly. He raised his head and looked at Yuan Zhou. 
Indeed. There were seven plates, small or big, on the table in front of Yuan Zhou. They were arranged in a circle just like a seafood feast. 
"How does this person cook so quickly? We still have two more dishes to cook," Ao Pi approached Chef Li and knitted his brows, saying that. 
It had just been an hour. That was way too exaggerated. Many reporters went into action without delay. 
"He's the only chef in his restaurant, so he must have practiced a lot to cook so quickly," Chef Li pulled himself together and said calmly. 
"Yeah. It's a competition for better taste rather than the speed," Ao Pi nodded his head and then said. 
"Please present all the dishes over here," the host who didn't even have the sense of existence al this time uttered that. 
Well, there was actually a host… 
[1] Hua Da Si Men(花打四门) is the skill of tossing the pan used in Shanxi Cuisines.


In a remote oriental country, there is a small and odd restaurant that has refused the three-star rating by the Michelin Guide several times. 
“The price is fairly expensive over there, 288RMB for a set meal of Egg Fried Rice and a bowl of soup. Ah, and an extra small plate of pickled vegetables as well. Even so, there are still a long line of people queuing up and waiting for a taste. Reservations are not accepted there, only waiting and queuing personally is allowed. 
“Numerous people fly there on their private planes just to queue up. Furthermore, parking bays and parking spots are not provided there. The service is terrible here. Customers have to clear the tableware themselves and wipe the table as well. For god’s sake, the boss is literally crazy.” 
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Ryouta: its Terrible*munch slurp*

Tamako: oh I guess another failure

man: well I guess I'll clean up your mess honey

He heads in the kitchen and starts making something

a red-haired boy around Ryouta age looks at him curiously and asks why he is still eating it

Ryouta: while its terrible...there is a certain flavor I enjoy...

the boy looks confused 

old man: so boy what's your story...why haven't you eaten much...what are your parent doing

Ryouta: well I don't have any parents...in fact I woke up in a forest a year ago...(actually the Kazuma family all have family that cares about them... it's just complicated situations for them...but they are all rich...Grayfia has a younger brother but they seem to be at odds for some reason and Est, Sakura and Restia are like apart of me...they don't really require food...Grayfia also is a noble rich family...wait a second...why is everyone spunging off me)

Ryouta starts having tears in his eyes

Old Man: oh...I'm sorry...I guess even someone as young as you has it hard

Ryouta was confused at what this old man was talking abou

suddenly the man presents his dish to Ryouta

Ryouta is mesmerized by the smell: this is udon

Man:oh you can tell from the smell

Ryouta bit into and was shocked at it. The noodles were perfect and the balance was perfect...he felt warmer and his body felt more relaxed

Ryouta: wow what is this...the most impressive thing is the noodles..how did you remove the starchy flavor

Man: I gave them a ice bath

Ryouta eyes shined: of course that removes excess starch....but sometimes when I make a broth it's starchy...

old man: did you separate the noodles when you cooked the noodles

Ryouta: no...I mean they are going to end up the same

Man: its a rookie mistake...

Ryouta felt shocked at this

Tamako: but you are quite knowledgeable do you like to cook

Ryouta:...I'm not sure...I like cooking for the people I care about..I like bringing joy to people...I learned that the one thing that everyone has in common in the world is food...when someone is hungry they will eat...

The man smiled and patted the boy shoulders and was surprised because...he felt tons of muscles on this boy...he also noticed a sword on his side and another special weapon on his right: hmm

Ryouta: huh?

Man:...oh nothing besides I am Jōichirō Yukihira , my wife the owner Tamako and this is my son Soma

Ryouta: Ryouta Kazum, this is Est, this is Restia and this is sakura...they are a little shy

old man: stop it kid

Tears come from Tamako as she hugs him

Ryouta was confused at what was going on

Joichiro: don't worry we will look

Ryouta: never mind that...can you be my master...I want to learn what it truly means to cook like you

Joichiro rubs his nose smirking: well if you

Ryouta holds hands: please take me as your disciple Tamako sensei

Ryouta bows

Tamako laughs and smugly says: well of course but it won't be easy to be as amazing as me

Ryouta kowtow Three times 

Joichiro, soma and old man Kazusato Yukihira were frozen at this devolopement...they couldn't process it

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A little bit later Soma askes Ryouta

Soma: why did you want my mom to be your master...dad is a better chef

Ryouta:...she has a quality that I think I need...Sensei has something that he lacks...no not lacks but not as strong but not as intensed 

Joichiro who is watching Ryouta cut vegatibles in the back smiles...thinking to himself: yeah...she does have something...I guess you could say it isn't as strong as hers...

Joichiro: hey Ryo lets have a match...if you win I'll do all your prep for a week if you lose you have to be my genie pig for a week...

Ryouta:sure

...
Tamako: the winner is Joichiro 

Ryouta is then forced to eat his experiemnts 

Ryouta: bleh squid and peanut butter...thats horrible...hmm I have an idea for a new recipe 

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1 year later

Soma: the winner is aniki

Ryouta takes off his bandana: it wasn't much

Joichiro: grr fine...I'll take you with me

Ryouta: haha yes

Tamako: wow my disciple has sure has grown...I've done a good job teaching him...he still has a long way to go

Ryouta: yeah...I still have a long way

Ryouta/ Joichiro matches 19 wins 41 losses 

Joichiro: your not doing bad you won the last two

Ryouta: ugh that's because you did something crazy...ugh..anyway let's go

Soma: have fun, you guys

Soma waved and Ryouta and Joichiro left...Joichiro told him to call him Saiba ryouta just said he will call him chef

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Ryouta and Joichiro...Saiba called a cab 

Ryouta asked: why have you been letting me win...I noticed that your cooking has been less than normal...

SaibaL oh so I'm caught...I didn't really hold back I just gave you a slight handicap...I was testing something...

Ryouta narrows his eyes...he hated people not giving there best with competing against others...it was like his very core was being mocked...he wasn't angry but...annoyed..

Saiba: stop looking at me like that...I will be honest your gifted, but its kind of demonic

Ryouta: demonic? 

Saiba: I feel if your not careful you will end up going to the dark side

Ryouta looks at him confused

Saiba: you possess t something most people would only ream to have...God's eyes, you were able to tell the difference in what I was missing from the sight...

Ryouta: but I still have trouble with telling differences with taste

Saiba: that because your palate is still small...

Ryouta:...but whats god's eye?

Saiba: Every generation there are people born with great abilities. Their senses are greater than normal. for example, there is God's tongue that can taste any type of flavor and understand what makes it better. They say if you have one your destine to be a great chef and you have one. However just possession one doesn't mean you will achieve greatness some fall and never recover. 

Ryouta: so what good is having super senses? I think Taste is the most important... 

Saiba: For the cook, one might think that taste is the most important sense. It is indeed a common mantra among chefs: "Always be tasting." But it's not just tasting to taste, but rather to evaluate what you're tasting. Is there enough salt so that it tastes not salty but rather seasoned? Is there enough acidity? Enough richness, enough depth? If not, then think: How should I adjust this?

But often overlooked as a fundamental cooking sense is hearing. When I cook bacon, for instance, I start it in water. The gentle heat of water begins to render the fat and the bacon will never go above browning temperature; it's cooking, but it can't burn. But once I hear that pan crackling, I know that the water is almost gone; rendered fat can get very hot, and so I must attend to the pan.


Smell, likewise, is important, not just as an indicator of deliciousness (or the reverse) but of where you are in the cooking. If I am finishing up the components to go along with the prime rib I'm roasting in the oven, and I don't smell that delicious roasting meat, I'd better check the oven because it's probably not cooking properly, and not nearly done. If I smell it too early, perhaps the oven is too hot.

Touch is essential, a sense to call attention to because people are terrified of germs and bacteria, seem increasingly afraid of touching food. We touch a bread dough to evaluate if it has risen sufficiently. We press down on steak to intuit how done it is on the inside. We touch the top of a crème brûlée to ensure that it is smooth and brittle, not soft and sticky. Touch your food.

Sight is important, obviously — you can see that you've overcooked your pine nuts, or how delicious that roasted chicken is because you've put an aggressive coating of salt on it and roasted it in a very hot oven. You can see the oil ripple and swirl when it hits the sauté pan telling you the pan is good and hot.

But more important is imagined sight. What you expect to see should be a part of the cooking process."

Ryouta is frozen for a moment...like he had a deep understanding

Ryouta: (imaginary sight...that's right...

suddenly the taxi comes

Saiba stops talking and waits for Ryouta to regain his bearing and head off

Ryouta: so do you posses a god sense

Saiba: oh me...I wonder~

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they walk and out of the taxi and walk to some old building...

They went inside then visit an old lady and Joichiro and this old lady talk for a bit. He introduces Ryouta to the old lady and they talked for a while. The old lady said something about trying some of his cooking later but Joichiro says they're actually running late. The lady was thinking about how the person once known as the demon has changed...

They then said bye and walked to a mansion...

Ryouta was shocked at the size and questioned: Does master know you have a sugar mama on the side

{Ryouta wanted to gain some experience outside the restruant so he had no clue where he was going) 

Joichiro lips twitch "no there was only one woman for me and this is an old friend of mine only my friend is home

They went to the back of it and went inside and got changed in one of the rooms. Joichiro changed into a professional white chef's uniform. he then had a black apron around his waist and Ryouta was wearing a white jacket blue pants. 

 they walk and see an old man drinking tea the old man smiles and is surprised to see a boy with and they talk for a bit and Ryouta cheekily asks: So you're going to rob them. stealing is bad..but I mean...as long as I get a cut its not bad...

Joichiro: brat shut up and prep...

I am known as man with many faces 

Sometimes I fight as a persona user, sometimes I fight as against people like baki 
Sometimes I play basketball with the generation of miracles
(Tenchi Nura childhood as ryouta kise)

Thats because I have lots of masks
Volume 1: I went to an all girls school (Shomin Sample/ Armed Girl's Machiavellism)
Volume 2: I went to a parallel world as Raku from Nisekoi met some twins and had an akira fight...
Volume 3: I spent time with my fiance yona of the dawn
Volume 4: I did a side job at a the prison deadman wonderland
Volume 5: checking out the three kingdom in tales of bersira and arslan
Volume 6: Cooking in Shokugeki no Soma

My identity can be Sanji from one piece, master roshi from Dragon ball, or many others

In my first life I was known as the smartest God

In my second life I was known as the scariest and most powerful Devil

In my third life I was known as the fastest human and called the flame King

Now in my fourth life I am the Grandson of two of the strongest in the world. Nurarihyon and Katsuhito Masaki

This organization has taken control of the multiverse with its leader goal of bringing destruction. My universe is prime, so I can combine the dimensions together and save them, or destroy them to sever them and lead them to their destruction 

Be a hero? a villain? Fuck that I'm a Guardian I'll go to the universe and judge them. Good and evil means nothing to me. but if they're with the organization they should wash their necks 

because I will even make a devil cry 
(Sequel to Tenchi Nura childhood as ryouta kise recommends read it but you dont have to)

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Since Mo Fei is coming, Yang Yi hasn't had the heart to open a store. Anyway, there are just a few guests in a day. Therefore, he took off the signboard early and closed the door.
Yang Yi knows that Mo Fei has been busy for two months and has no appetite for dinner. His appetite is not very good. Therefore, he did not intend to prepare a few dishes to deal with it.
When Mo Fei came home with Xixi, Yang Yi was wearing an apron and was busy with the spatula in the kitchen!
"Xiaojuan?" Yang Yi asked strangely.
Mo Fei snorted and said with a sigh of relief: "As for us, do you think anyone would like to appreciate your cuisine? Xiaojuan she has an appointment, I don't know which big guy has ticked her heart!"
This woman, in the face of Yang Yi's, seems to gradually put down the defense in her heart, smiles, is full of style, no longer like before, every day with a cold expression.
"Papa, so sweet!" Xixi couldn't wait to take off her little leather boots and walked on the slippers in front of her. She went to the second floor and sniffed the little nose like a puppy. The eyes sparkled and said, "Yes. Not going to have dinner?"
Yang Yi took the Mo Fei's bag and walked at the end. He smiled and said: "Not enough, wait a second, and the delicious food needs to wait a little longer!"
However, Yang Yi got into the kitchen for a few minutes, and he came out again, carrying a plate of strawberries with frost. The red-colored strawberries saw Mo Fei and Xixi's index finger move, but the core in the middle of the strawberry was hollowed out. I don't know what the white things are inside. They are very curious.
"What is this?" Mo Fei couldn't help but ask.
"This is called condensed milk strawberry ice!" Yang Yi smiled and said, "I picked this big strawberry, cut off the pedicle, hollowed out in the middle, then poured it into the condensed milk, and finally frozen it in the refrigerator, completely It's a natural, handmade pre-dinner dessert. Let's try it first!"
After Yang Yi put the plate down, she returned to the kitchen, but behind the scenes, the big one and the small two eyes that had long brightened could not wait to eat.
"Ah, good ice!" The voice of screaming is vague.
"It's delicious, delicious!" Xixi snorted, but still very happy.
"Sweet and sour!" Mo Fei's voice, happy as a child who did not grow up.
Yang Yi was cooking in the kitchen and heard some faintly. He couldn't help but smile.
...
When it was finally time to open the meal, when Mo Fei and Xixi were eagerly looking at the dishes on the table, Yang Yi put them on their own carefully prepared porridge.
"What is this?" Mo Fei responded, looking at the soft and porridge in the head, as well as yellow, black, reddish and other colorful ingredients, some confusedly asked.
"This is a miscellaneous porridge," Yang Yi said. "The inside of pumpkin, black beans, glutinous rice, rice, millet and peanuts, and then smashed, the entrance is instant, especially stomach!"
Xixi couldn't wait to sneak a small spoon to dig a small mouth, just eat her favorite peanuts, the little guy with big eyes, can't help but say: "It's delicious!"
"Xixi! can't be so rude, wait for your dad to sit down and everyone can start eating!" Mo Fei paid great attention to etiquette and immediately raised his face to educate him.
Xixi had to put two small hands on his knees and sit downright. But she smiled in her eyes, and spit out her little tongue as a smirk at her father. It seemed to be secretly accusing her father of being strict with her.
Yang Yi smiled indifferently, and he went on to explain, but the words were concise, because Xixi couldn't help but want to eat faster!
"Today's theme of this meal is 'Eat to Eat'. If you eat the fragrant first, you have to appetize. Then you have to recommend this plate of sweet and sour squid. It is a replica of sweet and sour pork, but the base used is more Elastic and chewy squid!"
"This is a vegetarian tofu, don't look like ordinary tofu, but there is a filling of carrots and mushrooms!"
"This is Xixi's favorite soda chicken wings (similar to cola chicken wings, which are called cola chicken wings for easy analysis), but only slightly fry, not very hot."
"this is..."
Finally, Yang Yi finished, the Queen's talent nodded with satisfaction, waved chopsticks, and sneaked into the ground and said: "Open!"
Xixi couldn't help but swallow, and she said, she happily pulled a small spoon and ate the porridge.
"It's delicious! Sweet, Xixi really likes it!" Xixi probably ate a pumpkin and said vaguely, "It's better than 婶婶!"
Mo Fei said a little seriously: "I don't know how to eat, lil' Yang Xi, how many times does Mama say?"
Yang Yi gave her daughter a piece of cola chicken wings and placed it on a small plate in front of him. He advised: "It doesn't matter, it's just a meal, what does it matter to talk?"
"Of course, there is a relationship. Xixi is a girl. How can I talk to the big men, while sprinkling in the mouth and eating?" Mo Fei was unhappy, she put down the chopsticks and seriously argued.
Well, this is going to be noisy, and the food has not been eaten.
Yang Yi quickly closed his mouth and only gave them food frequently. Xixi was so small that he couldn't stand up and clip, and Yang Yi gave the original Mo Fei what he had to do, and by the way, he also gave Mo Fei a soft and smooth tofu, sweet and sour squid…
Mo Fei is actually not very accustomed to others to bring food to herself. She has been cultivated very independent since she was a child, and even some have resisted the diligence of others.
But this time it was a bit different. Yang Yi was giving her a dish.
I don't know why, a very wonderful feeling is lingering in my heart.
Is it warm? Is happiness? Or what? Mo Fei also said that it is not clear.
So she hesitated and did not say anything.
"Actually…because the food he made is so delicious!" Mo Fei found an excuse in his heart. "Or else, I won't give him face!"
Yang Yi's cuisine, of course, is full of color and flavor. Mo Fei and Xixi are all broken. Sitting in a chair is not willing to move. Finally, Yang Yi cleans up the tableware and then proposes: "Let's go to dam for a walk!"
"No, don't go." Mo Fei shook his head.
"What's the relationship? Now at night, there is basically no one on this dam, and the wind is comfortable." Yang Yi advised, "When you go out, you should be distracted, and I will drive you back later."
Xixi came to the mood, she stretched her arms high, to attract the attention of her father, and then cried: "I have to go, I have to go!"
"Well then…" Mo Fei hesitated and agreed.
The night wind blowing on the Grand Canal, two big mistress figures appeared on the dark Jiang Dam, Yang Yi walked in the end, carefully guarding the front two, Xixi jumped on the first But the little hand was pulled by Mo Fei.
Jiang Dam is actually very spacious, and there is also a fence that has been trimmed, but Mo Fei is still not at ease.
In fact, Yang Yi and Mo Fei came out together. This is the first time. If there is a Xixing person with a constant laughter, there may be some embarrassment in the atmosphere!
But despite this, Mo Fei and Yang Yi still don't know how to talk, silence, and silence.
Or Yang Yi broke the silence, he said: "I really like your first «Feel Like Strangers»."
In the darkness, the water of Grand Canal gently pats the sound of dam, squeaking, and it feels soothing. Mo Fei turned his head and saw Yang Yi's bright eyes in the night.
As if the heart is in the spirit, Mo Fei's voice is soft and said: "Or, I will sing it to you now?"
"But there is no accompaniment." Yang Yi said with some regret.
"Ink cold night rain… I can't penetrate my heart / like this old road… I can't wait for the appointment/forever, I can't rush, the brand of love…" Mo Fei's ethereal voice, with a melody, already Gently sing.
Yang Yi closed her mouth and listened smoothly.
Xixi, who likes her mother to sing, is also not naughty. She is following her mother's pace, as if she is also with her mother's rhythm.
"…this road you said is a little dark / but I don't want to accompany me / so-called concern is only cold / only sad, alone 扛…"
Mo Fei's singing, sadness is tired, just like the intoxicating red wine, Yang Yi is a little intoxicated.
Yang Yi looked at Mo Fei's shadow in the darkness. This quiet and beautiful woman, like the empty valley, was actually a pity. He can't help but also have some delusions…
Love is a stranger, then, what is the path of two people now?

Right after transmigrating into a parallel world, Yang Yi was a bit stupefied upon seeing a adorable little girl calling him father. Fine, Xixi is 100% my daughter, but my child’s mother is actually an aloof, absolute beauty who’s a famous singer.

How do I coax my baby? Yang Yi, who was a assassin in his previous life, scratched his head. How about I tell some stories? Yang Yi didn’t think that the stories he imported from his previous world would be famous world-wide! How do I bring back my child’s mother who left in anger? The experienced Yang Yi indicated that there was no problem a love song couldn’t fix. And if it couldn’t, then two songs!

Miyu opened her eyes to the sound the duo cooking downstairs. Her bedroom was plain and simple, Miyu took a good look at the Mirror. Her Hair was reddish and her eyes where amber, Miyu eye's traveled to her good figure and chest. Satisfied, Miyu walked towards the Father and Son where competing against each other, when Miyu finally walked and leaned against the wooden wall.  

If your asking Miyu has been in this world since birth

This is a Fanfic-world, created as a test for the creators, this world is designed by more than one creator. When I had placed the request in, this was the role you are assigned, the main character's twin sister. 

She is one of the changes placed in by the creators, there are other changes to the story. But, I'll transfer the basic story to your memory. A word of Warning there are others in this world, add, you may see some or none. Miyu's main goal in this world is to make sure to protect the main character and allow him to fulfill his role, As Shounen Protagonist.  

In case if the others allotted into this world try, to do what all outsiders do and make things difficult. 

The Creators will not interfere, they will only view. But, also remember to keep your powers within the limitations of this world common sense. 

Food Wars!: Shokugeki no Soma is a Japanese manga series, starring Teenager Soma Yukihira aspires to become a full-time chef in his father Joichiro's family restaurant and surpass his father's culinary skills, but Joichiro gets a new job that requires him to travel around the world and closes his shop. Joichiro has Soma enroll in Totsuki Saryo Culinary Institute, an elite culinary school where students engage in food competitions called shokugeki. 

He secures himself a spot at the school, despite the objections of Erina Nakiri, the talented granddaughter of the school's dean. Soma is assigned to Polaris Dormitory where he meets other aspiring chefs, including Megumi Tadokoro. 

The story follows his adventures as he interacts with his peers and challenges Totsuki's students as well as others in shokugeki competitions. Learning that his father was not only a student of Totsuki, but also the second seat in the Council of Ten; Soma plans on becoming the best at the academy.

Miyu is the added Character Kano Yukihira, her personality is defined as cool and simple. She is often one of the judges that helps with the cooking competitions between her father and brother. She also helps in the restaurants; she has the same amount of experience as her twin brother. 

 As for her cooking skills she is also able to produce her family's food to near perfection. Although she never had an official competition against her father like her optimistic brother. She had participated in helping her brother with new dishes and coming up with new ideas. But that is it. 

"Soma….Looks like you lost again today" Jōichirō, their father said, his tone sounded like he was mocking his son.


"Well, Looks like I'll take the loss today." Soma responded back

"Y'Know you should say that once you have beaten me at least once. You sittin' at almost 500 lossess ant that about right. 

"Huuh" Soma mouthed dramatically. "Don't even that's only 489"

Miyu saw the next few scenes turn into a comedy, needless to say her eyes weren't amused. She walked back upstairs to put on her uniform and then by the time she came back down her comedic family ended up fight for their worst dishes. 

"Peanut butter Squid is so much worse"

"Strawberry squid Jam, is even worse." 

Somehow, they ended up In a fight of their worst concoctions, they only causality was poor Mayu. That was forced into a eating the peanut butter squid that Soma created. 

"Kano, you're up I thought you would sleep forever." Jōichirō said when he finally noticed her, Miyu was tying up her hair. 

"I'll start taking orders" she said simply and walked to the dinners. Jōichirō eyes followed his daughter for a second seemingly lost in thought. 

"You Know it would be nice-"

"No" Miyu immediately said while writing down orders with a dull expression. "Dad, please stop procrastinating and get to work. You both have taken enough time of the customers who want to eat good food." Soma glance at his twin surprisingly with silence and with a clam and observing expression.  

And After some Shenanigans later, now the two had arrived at the infamous Tōtsuki Culinary Academy to take their entrance exam. Because their Father had temporary closed down their Restaurant. 

As they where walking by, the screams of despair contained within some of the students was heard on the road. 

"Huh, what is going on."

"Tōtsuki Culinary Academy, has a ten percent graduation rate each year. Meaning not a lot students don't graduate and or are expelled in the process of trying to survive here" Miyu informed him. 

"What really?" Soma said surprised. 

"Dad, is in New York City now. But, he'll keep in touch he says." 

"Is that so…."

"Don't think to much, Dad was taking mocking. Most likely thinks we won't be able to make it. Also, Don't talk to the people here, most of them come from infamous families and will-" Miyu stopped taking as her brother had already gotten into aa fight somehow. Suddenly she felt a peculiar gaze and turned her head.

Golden, curly hair tight in a ponytail reveals a sculpted, cheerful face. Bulging gray eyes, set narrowly within their sockets, this person is perhaps one of the 'others' here. His gaze is looking at her somewhat confused. 

He is already wearing the Tōtsuki Culinary Academy uniform meaning he must had come from their middle school. 

Miyu turned her gaze back and walked up to her brother to pull him into the building where the transfer exams are being held.

My life will Never Change from the ‘Hell’ is it. Even Pain had become a Dull passing thing. I am a coward. I am Such a Coward that no matter how many times I try to take my own life, I couldn’t. That’s Why I was so happy when she pushed me into the oncoming traffic. 

Because surely in death, I will find Peace And Yet……Why?

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Ilmarinen, who woke up early, was walking towards his job. He would always arrive early, he didn't talk much, but Ilmarinen would always help with leftovers of the guys who worked on the night shift. His job? A waiter. And sometimes he washes the dishes, probably the favorite part for him.
  Listening to music on his earphones, randomly selected by the app on his phone, he walked through the streets. Ilmarinen normally took different routes to work, because it was close to his house, and he liked to explore more of the city and the stores on the streets. The tall buildings of city were kind of far from where he lived, so all of the stores were at ground level, having no more than 2 or 3 levels.
  It didn't take much after he reached his destination. It was a tavern-like bar, with rustic characteristics, like a medieval building. The owner? A dwarf. Yeah, like the legends and games. Not really that uncommon to see around these days. The outherworldy races have human characteristics, so they blended in quite well.
  "I'm here." Ilmarinen said as he walked in, going straight to the kitchen. He wouldn't change to his work clothes right now because it would still take sometime until it openned. "Early again, Ilmarinen? You really like to work, don't ya?" The dwarf said as he looked at Ilmarinen passing in front of him while he was sitting down on a random table. He wasn't much taller than 1.40m, with a big brown hair and beard. He was actually wearing a suit, even though he had such a sturdy body, with his hair tied up and beard was almost shinning clean. Ilmarinen pondered how does he keep a rustic-like bar looking like that.
  Today, Ilmarinen didn't have to clean any remaining dishes, so he was just going to relax until he decided to change into his uniform. He looked around, seeing the cooking instruments. "Perhaps?" Ilmarinen thought to himself and used his Skill on them. All of them common, so he received 5 XP in total, they really didn't have much of good features, so Ilmarinen, a bit disappointed about his absence of Luck, just let it be and went to were he was before to wait the moment he would change his clothings.
...
  Not much time later, Ilmarinen changed into his uniform and went back to the kitchen, where he found himself looking to a tall, not as much as him though, woman, with pointy ears, long blonde hair and white-snow skin, wearing a chef's uniform. Of course, it was the main cook of the restaurant, as well as an elf. Ilmarinen never talked much, but Lyvie, looking on the opposite direction, was talkative and clingy, and Ilmarinen was no exception. Actually, he was Lyvie's main target.
  "Ilmarinen~" Lyvie said in a soft voice as she ran in to him to give him a hug. She pressed her chest, that was quite impressive in size, against Ilmarinen, that didn't seem to be too bothered. "I told you not to run like that. We have knifes and hot stuff around." Ilmarinen said as he looked down at her as she slowly left the hug.
  "Don't bother too much! I didn't even start to cook yet, the restaurant is closed. Did Yotrot tell you what was the special ingredient for this week?" She asked. Yotrot, the owner, liked to change what was the main component of the dishes every week so the restaurant has some kind of uniqueness. "The old man probably wrote it out on the board, as always." Ilmarinen said as he walked with Lyvie in the direction of the board.
  "Squid, huh? That's a new one." Ilmarinen said as he put his hands on his was waist and looked at the elf standing by his side. "Yes~ I like squid-based dishes, actually~" Lyvie said in a lovely voice as she looked on the clock above the board. "We're almost opened, get ready." She said as her tone changed, like a new person. Cooking was the most important thing for her. Lyvie rolled up her sleeves and prepared the cooking instruments to start it.
  Ilmarinen, on the other side, went to the restaurant main part and prepared himself to receive the clients. He liked seeing her cooking, which he did when he wasn't needed in the main area, and would probably do it during the week to learn how she cooks. Why? Because Ilmarinen never had a System, so he learned to observe everything and absorb all the knowledge he could, so he would be able to survive doing anything he needed to.
...
  It was only a normal day of work. Ilmarinen had now changed into his normal clothes after taking a quick shower on the staff bathroom. He was back in the kitchen. Actually, he could've left some time ago, but Ilmarinen decided to watch Lyvie cook until it was her time to go. The person who was gonna replace her for the night shift got kind of late, so she went to shower just now.
  But it didn't take long for her to meet with Ilmarinen. Both of them left together, heading to Lyvie's house. He would always take her home, because Ilmarinen never misses his home. He is going to drink after leaving her at her house, Ilmarinen was doing all of this because they were friends, and there was a convenience store close to her house.
  "I saw what you did to those knifes. You can't trick me!" Lyvie said with a grin as she walked side by side with Ilmarinen. "I guess you actually noticed it. Does it give any considerable improvement?" He already knew that she was going to notice it, or, at least, he expected it, but what he was really curious about was to know if they were any good.
  "Well, I guess so. It is an Item after all. But that's not what I want to talk about!" Lyvie said pouting, as she felt like Ilmarinen didn't give a shit about what was going on. Well, of course she was wrong, Ilmarinen just doesn't like to be emotional close to other people. "What was it, then?" Ilmarinen said as he looked at her pout. Cute. Although a bit childish for a big woman like her. "You made your system work! You didn't even tell me! I'm so happy for you!" Lyvie said as she jumped to hug him once more for today.
  Ilmarinen gave a faint smile as he was being held by her. "Yeah, but it doesn't like me much. I can only make Normal Items, after all. The Attributes on the knife were a bit shit." He said as she stared at him during the hug. She left it and punched him in the arm. "Don't complain about it! It's working, you just have to wait for it to improve." She said a bit angry while crossing her arms and pouting and Ilmarinen laughed hopelessly looked at her pout.
...
  Their chit chat didn't last much more. They talked about the squid dishes for the week and some other idle stuff until they reached Lyvie's house. Ilmarinen was now alone and went to buy some booze to drink until he decided to go home. "Will this System ever make me useful, though?" Ilmarinen wondered as he walked through the almost dark streets, as the sun faded away in the sunset.

"In a moment in human history, people in mankind received systems, each person had one that was different from the other(Although, many were similar, they would never be exactly the same). You could receive a system that gave you the ability to conquer the world, or maybe a system that makes you able to create a harem.

But, of course, with systems, other outer wordly and strange things would appear, like dungeons, alien invasions. Quests started to appear for everyone, that could relate or intervene in other person's quest or interest, and even maybe force you to collaborate with another person to reach a goal.

Quests, dungeons, monsters and other system related things would give you experience to improve through your system, and items, that have abilities, like a ring that gives you protection, a necklace that improves your vampiric ability or maybe even a legendary dagger!

As for me, I got the Item Maker System. What does it do? I can transform daily, basic things, such as cellphones, tables, chairs, or any other thing, into an item. Pretty good, right? Well... No. It just doesn't work! How am I supposed to be someone in life if my system doesn't work?" Ilmarinen said, furious to himself! But, little did he know, that his life would change completely.
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