CHAPTER 8: The Shock of Nakiri Senzaemon

Damian turned and left without reading the admission notice. He also wanted to find a place to charge his phone.

After Damian left, the other candidates also left in despair. Perhaps many of those present would give up on becoming a chef because they were struck by Damian.

As for Chapelle, he began his dinner at once.

When he was about to eat, he heard the sound of footsteps. He turned his head and saw an old man walking, the old man had a scar on his face.

"Commander, you are here."

"Well, Chappelle, it looks like you recruited a great student this year!"

Chapelle nodded and said, "Yes, he is a countryman from France. The test I gave was also completed perfectly. His conduct, speech and skills are impeccable. To be honest, I don't think he even looks like a student."

The old man, Nakiri Senzaemon, froze for a moment and said in surprise, "Oh! That looks amazing! Is that that kid's dish? Sweet and sour pork?"

"Yes, it's delicious and fits my topic perfectly."

"What was the test topic? To make at least three flavors with pork, it needs to have enough impact... Hahaha! Hmm! This dish meets the requirements! Good, great. Now, that's worthy of praise, but the character you said before? How did you know?"

Chappelle said softly, "Everyone who comes here is arrogant and rude brats. First of all, this kid understands basic etiquette and is not arrogant."

"Hmm! And then?"

"None of the students thought about washing their hands before cooking. They all started cooking directly. Instead, they often wiped their hands with paper towels after cooking."

Nakiri Senzaemon snorted coldly and said, "Humph! The brats are being spoiled too much now! The basic qualities of a chef are gone! Well, even if they had passed the test, they would quickly be expelled."

"That's right, but this kid washed his hands very seriously, and the kitchen utensils were also cleaned well before being used. This makes me see that he wasn't pretentious, that's his character, at least he's sincere about cooking ."

"Well, that's true, what next?"

"Then the other boy wiped his hands after cooking. He also wiped the side of the plate with kitchen paper and then wiped his hands with a wet towel."

"That's true, but so far you've only talked about his sincerity in cooking. What about his character?"

"He was the only one who held the food with both hands and looked at me and said please taste it. After I said it was delicious, he wasn't arrogant, but just said thanks."

"After that, I told him that the dorm was not booked for now, but that it would be available tomorrow."

"I gave him the admission notice and said he could go to the hotel near Tōtsuki and rely on this admission notice to stay free for a day."

"Commander, do you know what he told me?"

Nakiri Senzaemon was also a little interested and said with a smile, "He must have thanked him, what then?"

"He said... Thanks, Chapelle-sensei, this will save money."

"Huh? Hahaha! Interesting, interesting! What's this kid's name?"

"Damian Gray."

Nakiri Senzaemon froze for a moment before saying softly, "Damian... Damian... Gray?"

"Commander, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it just looks a little familiar. Is that that kid's food? I want to try it."

"Please."

Nakiri Senzaemon looked at him before nodding and saying, "Yes! Impeccable techniques, just looking at it makes me hungry... That... That's impossible!"

"What's wrong, Commander?"

Nakiri Senzaemon directly picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up each of the condiments and placed them on the plate.

Chappelle was stunned for two seconds before he said in disbelief, "This kid... Every chopped ingredient of the same ingredient is cut the same way, it's like it's a copy!"

"That's right, impressive knife skills, every carrot is the same thickness, every pepper is the same, even the meat is the same... It seems like a genius is coming from Tōtsuki..."

Chappelle nodded and said, "Looks like this year's Tōtsuki will have a lot going on, huh? Commander, you're..."

"Hahaha! Chappelle, it's boring to eat dinner alone, so let's have fun too."

"All good."

After eating Nakiri Senzaemon's clothes exploded violently, and Chapelle didn't find it strange as he also felt extraordinarily delicious.

"This... Impeccable cooking mastery, impeccable seasoning ratio! It's like a luxurious concert!"

Chapelle nodded. The two who had known each other for several years were holding a bowl and commenting on a transfer student's food. If this were seen by other students, they would be scared to death.

After a long time, they finished all the food, and Chappelle said suspiciously, "Commander, which dorm is this kid staying in?"

"I don't know which dorm is still vacant now, but it's not impossible that this kid will be placed in a dorm with the Elite Ten. After all, his ability and character are enough to have a good relationship with them."

"I feel like there's no need to stay in the same dorm with the Elite Ten, because..."

Nakiri Senzaemon said in a deep voice, "Are you worried?"

"Yes, with his ability, he will become an Elite Ten sooner or later. If he is with a second-year Elite Ten, it will make them uncomfortable..."

"I know what you mean, so your thoughts are..."

"Being in the next Elite Ten that was decided by default, don't worry about being robbed of your position."

"When they become the Elite Ten, this boy will find his way."

"After the summer break comes the autumn selection, and this kid's ability will also be that of an Elite Ten, the pressure will be much less."

Nakiri Senzaemon thought for a moment and said, "It makes sense, I'll see which dorms are left."

"Hmm!"

(End of chapter)

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