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They were given thirty minutes.
At this time, Aoba's timing wasn't strange at all.
After get off work at the shop, my master and fellow apprentices would once test each other's skills, which was also a timed cooking competition.
However, he only had ten minutes at the time.
"This won't work either... The basic skills aren't solid. The knife is too big and the pieces are too small, so the whole dish will taste different in the end."
"The one on the side is better, but... the speed at which it flips the pan in the middle is too slow, so the heat will definitely be off."
As Aoba watched, she quietly explained to Kasumigaoka next to her.
She was just watching the show; the real details were for Qingye to explain.
"Really? Why didn't I see that?"
Kasumigaoka was a little confused.
Aoba has already explained the chef's issues to her several times.
But she couldn't see the problem Aoba was pointing out at all.
However, each time the chefs had Erina taste the food, their conclusions were the same as Aoba's.
This left the girl feeling a sense of disappointment, but at the same time, she also felt a bit of admiration for Aoba.
"Excuse me, can I ask you a question?"
at this time.
A voice cut between Aoba and Kasumigaoka.
The two of them turned to look at the person who had spoken.
She is a very beautiful girl with long flaxen hair.
Those eyes seemed to speak, blinking and blinking.
The girl looked at Aoba with a pleading expression on her face.
Although Aoba found the girl's question a little strange, he nodded nonetheless.
"Do you know how to cook?"
The girl was very respectful and you could tell at a glance that she was a well-educated girl.
Aoba nodded.
"I just listened to you commenting on the dishes, and every one of them was spot on, so I was curious."
Just now, Aoba was only focused on watching the game.
For a moment, he didn't notice that someone was listening behind him.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I was just wondering why you didn't go up and participate in the cooking competition?"
"I don't want to go."
"Wow! I feel like if you went up there to compete, you'd surprise everyone!"
"No need."
"That's such a shame."
The girl sighed with some regret.
This gave Aoba a strange feeling.
Is it a problem if he doesn't want to participate in the competition?
"what?!"
"Feel sorry!!!"
Please don't misunderstand.
The girl probably received elite education from a young age, so she is very good at reading people.
She noticed immediately that Qingye's expression was off.
He immediately bowed, stepped back, and apologized.
Then, her face flushed with embarrassment, she explained:
"I sigh only because of myself."
Because of yourself?
Aoba looked at the girl; it seemed she really wanted to participate in the cooking competition.
"You really want to participate?"
The girl paused for a moment, but then nodded.
"Then why don't you sign up?"
Upon hearing Qingye's words, the girl's face visibly darkened.
Knowing that she might have encountered something unpleasant about the other person, Aoba didn't press the matter further.
"If you can't, then let's watch it together."
The girl nodded.
Afterwards, the three of them watched the game again.
This time, however, Aoba's audience changed from one person at Kasumigaoka to two people.
Although he doesn't usually get very close to girls his own age.
But the girl beside him...
Aoba could see the other person's love for cooking in her eyes.
It comes from the bottom of my heart.
There was nothing to hide.
It looks just like he used to be.
Passion...
It won’t hurt to tell her about it.
After an hour, the game finally ended.
Aoba and Kasumigaoka stood together to say goodbye to the girl.
"Um... do you own a restaurant?"
In response to the girl's question, Aoba nodded.
"Great!"
"Could you please tell me the location and name of your restaurant?"
"I would like to have the opportunity to visit your restaurant and try your dishes."
The girl asked very sincerely.
"It's just a small shop, not famous, and there's no need for it to be."
Aoba didn't want to promote his shop.
In his opinion.
The shop is already in a good enough situation; it would be better to let the girl find out for no reason.
Given her family background, she might run into trouble again.
Just like Erina.
So it's better not to say anything.
"Please tell me."
Despite the girl's persistence, Aoba remained silent.
On the contrary, Kasumigaoka couldn't stand it anymore. He glared at Aoba and quietly pulled the girl aside.
"In Shinjuku, on Aonosuke Street, just ask for an izakaya."
The two girls were whispering to each other.
This left Aoba feeling quite helpless.
Although he admired the girl's passion for cooking, he was not optimistic about her future career in the culinary field, given her elite education.
After all, family factors will be a major limitation.
This situation is particularly severe in Japan.
Bankers' children are all bankers; doctors' children are all doctors.
It is almost a perfect reflection of this country.
"Thank you, I'll remember that."
The girl silently repeated it twice and thanked Kasumigaoka.
At the same time, he looked at Aoba, bowed slightly and said goodbye: "Manager, I hope to have the opportunity to taste your dishes."
"Okay, bye."
"Um, goodbye... um..."
While Kasumigaoka was still struggling with how to address the other person, the girl had already said her name.
"Asuna, Yuuki Asuna."
"My name is Aoba. Goodbye, Miss Yuuki."
"Just call me Kasumigaoka. Goodbye."
After the three parted ways, when Aoba and Kasumigaoka had walked quite a distance, Aoba suddenly asked a question.