Chapter 13: 13

Sister-in-law's voice sounded so relieved as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders, and Ichiyo's expression became somewhat embarrassed when he heard her words. It sounded like he was really bad, but this was a signature dish. Although it wasn't as difficult as designing the recipe himself, it wasn't easy to learn either!

At the same time as he was embarrassed, Ichiyo was also touched. Although his sister-in-law was spoilt and used his grandfather as intimidation, her heart and intention was really not bad. Although she was sarcastic throughout the lesson and pointed out every mistake he made, she was truly sincere. Even if it wasn't for the relationship with his future wife, Ichiyo couldn't ignore his sister-in-law's sincere guidance.

Thinking of this, his tone softened. "Okay, it's already so late. Now that I've learned this dish, shouldn't Alice-sensei go back and rest? Girls should sleep more, or it'll make them age faster."

Ichiyo tried to pat his sister-in-law's head, but before he could she swatted his hand away.

Erina looked at Ichiyo seriously, shaking her head in denial. "No, we can't rest yet. We have to do it a few more times to solidify the feeling. And the fruit daifuku you made earlier can only be described as average. My improved Seven-Flavors Fruit Daifuku not only emphasizes the fruit flavor of the original recipe but also improves and blends the flavor of the daifuku's crust and adds new flavors of coolness and milk scent. You didn't process them properly and completely blend them into the dish, perfectly entwining them with the fruit-filling flavor, so we have to start over!"

Ichiyo's right eye twitched and he unconsciously stepped back, feeling a little weak in the legs!

Erina's demands were too high, he couldn't take it. What should he do?

"Alice, calm down. It's already late at night!" Ichiyo pointed to the wall clock in the middle of the restaurant. The pointer was pointing to 3:30 in the morning!

"We don't have to rush with cooking. We can continue learning tomorrow. Let's rest today." Ichiyo said, "Steady streams flow smoothly. If you squeeze me too hard, you'll break me!"

Erina took out the spoon she had used to knock Ichiyo's head earlier. "No, you have to keep cooking for me. You're not allowed to rest until dawn. So what if staying up all night is bad for your health. You'll cook all night today!"

Tired?

That doesn't exist!

Erina suddenly felt that the sense of accomplishment of taking a bad student with innate talent and not working hard was pretty good!

Happy, proud, and excited!

It was like seeing her own child finally showing some promise!

Rest?

In your dreams!

Even the donkeys on the production team haven't rested yet!

She'll make this bad student understand the meaning of the culinary path and the joy of cooking!

Please call her, Erina-sensei!

It was 5:00 in the morning and Ichiyo's pupils were bloodshot. At this moment, he really wished he had a bulletproof body and indestructible kidneys!

It's too much!

His usually steady hands were starting to shake a little!

It wasn't that he didn't want to rest, it was just that Erina's attitude towards cooking was too fierce!

That damn woman had been harassing him all night, stimulating him, making him keep cooking, and not letting him sleep!

Even if she was doing it for her own good, it was still a bit over the line to push this far!

Ichiyo started to miss his shy and lovely fiancee!

On the cooking counter, three Seven-Flavors Fruit Daifuku were placed on small plates. Ichiyo looked at the faint golden completion indicators on top of the three daifuku and couldn't get excited anymore!

Except for the first time he was drugged by Erina, every subsequent cooking completion was required for Ichiyo to taste and enhance his own senses. In other words, after Erina was drugged once, he was also dragged along!

"Double dose!

The one administering the drugs is still himself!

What's most helpless is that his sister-in-law's resistance to the drugs is even stronger than his own!

As a result, throughout the night, Ichiyo's complexion became more and more healthy due to the nourishment of the food, but the fatigue in his pupils became heavier and heavier, while on the other hand, his sister-in-law's face was red and full of energy!

Ichiyo has already given up on tiring his sister-in-law out. In this kind of thing, he always ends up being the one who loses out!

"Eat! From now on, if you're able to point out any flaws in this dish, I'll admit defeat!" Ichiyo's voice was a little hoarse. He's not a machine, even if he usually takes good care of his physical health and has six-pack abs, he can't withstand a night of high-intensity kitchen work!

His sister-in-law is too much!

Her physical strength is stronger than his, and she has more endurance than him. It's just outrageous!"

Is this what being a professional chef is like?

The young lady looks like she comes from a good family, with a soft and almost flabby body, with fat only accumulating in necessary places. But who would have thought that she would be so tough and enduring!

This is a cute girl, not a muscular Spartan!

As expected, this world is completely messed up, It's not realistic!

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Erina glances at Ichiyo and is moved by the tiredness in his eyes. She hesitates, unsure of how to express her feelings. After a moment of silence, she tentatively reaches out and gently pats his head, combing through the sweat-drenched hair on his forehead.

Now, setting aside her status as Ichiyo's fiancée, this boy is a student that Nakiri Erina recognizes!

The feeling of being a teacher is pretty good!

Not bad at all!

Being so affectionate with her sister-in-law would normally be quite stimulating, but Ichiyo's face subconsciously darkened a little.

"Alice, you are my fiancée's younger sister, my sister-in-law, not my mother." He grabbed his sister-in-law's small hand that was causing mischief on his head and gave her an expressionless look.

This sister-in-law has stopped being haughty, she's no longer that heartless cooking queen!

It's rare to see a gentle sister-in-law with the demeanor of a loving wife!

However, for some inexplicable reason, Mr. Sakuraba feels embarrassed and as if he's losing face when Erina looks at him with kindness and pats his head. If this were his fiancée, she should give him a loving embrace and then gently rest her head on his lap, right?

Being patted on the head by a girl younger than him?

Shame!

This is not a good sign, it must be corrected!

Erina glared at Ichiyo unhappily, even though she was prepared to be slightly gentler toward this guy. She extracted her hand from Ichiyo's and picked up her chopsticks, once again starting the process of trying the dishes.

With her God's Tongue superhuman sense of taste, she can meticulously inspect every flavor and strength of the dish, but continuously consuming delicious dishes will also make her reject inferior dishes and demand higher standards, eventually leading to anorexia. Her mother, also a holder of the tongue of god, became anorexic at a young age due to overdeveloping the tongue of god and could only survive on intravenous nutrition because she couldn't stand ordinary food.

To Erina's surprise, despite many of Ichiyo's dishes having defects, she could still eat them without difficulty and even become immersed in them unconsciously, which is very strange.

That power isn't the impact when the food enters the mouth, but an inner presence that can cause an emotional resonance!

It's like the legendary, highly sought-after, and deeply rare talent of a master chef - Culinary Heart.

Erina has confidence in cultivating Ichiyo because she thinks he may have a "Culinary Heart." Even if he doesn't become a chef in the future, she'll at least teach him first. The tongue of god talent is very strong and the usefulness in cooking is self-evident, but the world has limits. There may be a small number of superhuman beings in the world, but there are definitely no ghosts or beasts, which means that ordinary ingredients can't make dishes that break conventions and meet the increasingly high demands of the tongue of god for food.

As usual, the rainbow sea of fruit daifuku bursts into Erina's mouth and a girl's usual panting sound can be heard. In her mind, a fruit-scented rainbow sea appears, with a small boat sailing through it and a mist filled with fruit fragrance surrounding it. The slightly cold and fragrant breeze caresses her whole body and a person who stopped ferrying approaches her and gently embraces her, softly consoling her. In the illusion, Erina unconsciously looks up and sees a pair of tired, dead fish eyes. She looks at the familiar face and unconsciously widens her eyes, trying to break free, but the person says, "Let's destroy everything, I'm tired~

Erina's vision goes black, and the food illusion suddenly collapses and disappeared!

Outside, the chopsticks in Erina's hand suddenly slipped and fell to the ground, and even half of the fruit daifuku also fell to the ground. Her body softly collapsed to the side. Ichiyo, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly lit up and went forward to support his sister-in-law!

The chopsticks, I'll clean them up tomorrow. The fruit daifuku, I don't care, we can make it again anytime.

But, he, Ichiyo, finally got his sister-in-law high on drugs!

Above the fruit daifuku he had just made, a faint golden completion indication was: Completion 120% (Fatigue)

Ichiyo's tired eyes were full of hot tears as he walked towards the second floor where he was staying, holding his sleeping sister-in-law in his arms!

He succeeded!

Ichiyo roughly threw Erina onto a bed, quickly took off her shoes, and threw a blanket over her. He then ran down the stairs, closed the shop's door, and sent all of the more than 20 seven-flavored fruit daifuku he had made for practice with different completion levels to the two girls at the end of the world wasteland using the system's "donation" function.

Then...

Bang!

Bang bang bang!

The electricity shut off! Gas shut off! Lights shut off!

Darkness fell, followed by the light from his phone. Ichiyo rushed up to the second floor with a mysterious smile on his face.

It was already 6 am and the sky was starting to lighten up. Ichiyo closed all the curtains, blocking out any light that might shine in from the outside. He then lay back on the bed, looking content.

Today, the shop was not open for business and nothing could stop his determination. He had said so himself!

Ichiyo picked up a seven-flavored fruit daifuku that was placed in a small dish by the bed and took a bite, quickly savoring the flavor. Under the dual effects of the flavor impact on his taste buds and the emotional buff, Ichiyo suddenly saw a distant grassland with various fruits happily dancing on it. He had a faint, contented smile on his lips as he closed his eyes.

"Damn, this drug is really strong..."

In a parking lot not far from the pastry shop, a black luxury business car was parked there. By the car, a red-haired girl with wet clothes from the morning mist looked at the second floor of the pastry shop with a resentful and slightly jealous expression.

It was clearly her who had come first!

She had accompanied Erina-sama since she was young, admired her, and hoped to heal the trauma hidden deep in her heart through learning medicinal cuisine.

The haughty young miss, the sick young miss, the happy young miss, the young miss who secretly hid in the bedroom to read romance novels!

In this world, no one understood Erina-sama better than she did!

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