My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 306: Chapter 166: Shokugeki

"That one ah..." Chen Ze pondered.

Andrew must be referring to Nyarlathotep, who has been involved in scientific research lately, hasn’t he?

Does he intend to train Andrew as some kind of experiment assistant?

Chen Ze was a bit unclear, but overall, it seemed like a good thing.

However, what Chen Ze was worried about was not this issue, but Andrew’s attitude, because he suddenly realized that Andrew seemed to be avoiding him.

"Andrew, is it still your dream to be a knight?" Chen Ze asked, then poured himself a glass of Coca Cola and took a leisurely sip.

"...It used to be..." Andrew said sadly, his head lowered.

It had to be said that the last incident had given him a considerable blow.

Having been willfully killed by a noble, if it weren’t for Mr. Manager, Andrew might have forever slumbered in that unknown place.

There was no God of Light, no gods, no Kingdom of God, nothing at all, just pure white, and many souls.

Just thinking about that place made Andrew shiver; fortunately, Mr. Manager helped him escape from that nightmarish place, otherwise, at some point, Andrew might have dissipated.

"Then, what do you think of me, Andrew?" Chen Ze asked another question.

"That... is, of course, a benefactor whom I can never repay in this lifetime!" Andrew answered very loudly, startling Betty and Elena, who were chatting nearby.

Chen Ze was noncommittal; he certainly knew he was a benefactor in Andrew’s heart, but humans are strange creatures.

If the favor received is too great to repay, or if one does not know how to repay, then they will keep thinking about avoiding it.

If this attitude continues, it might turn into another kind of feeling.

For example, thinking that it would be better if this person didn’t exist...

But Chen Ze had not yet thought of any good solution, so for the time being, he could only try to console the other person.

However... the effect wasn’t very good, and Chen Ze was a bit vexed.

Even after Andrew and Elena had left, Chen Ze had not found a way to prevent Andrew from avoiding him.

"Manager, what’s wrong with you? Why the long sighs?" Betty looked puzzled.

"Nothing much, just thinking Andrew might be avoiding me." Chen Ze shook his head, it looked like he would have to find time to ask those silly netizens online.

Or maybe go to Zhihu?

"Manager, you also browse Zhihu?" Betty suddenly looked at Chen Ze excitedly.

"Did I say that out loud?" Chen Ze was a bit stunned, since when did he start voicing his thoughts aloud?

"Diuretic~ Just landed in the United States~" Chen Ze couldn’t help covering his face, it seemed Betty really did go and read up on everything.

"Hurry up and wash the dishes." Chen Ze rolled his eyes.

"Is this a restaurant? Why open in a bathroom?" A strange male voice, and then Chen Ze saw a red-haired boy walk in.

Chen Ze’s mouth twitched; this person...

"Dear customer, welcome to Dream Restaurant～" Betty immediately came out, smiling as she looked at the young man.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you guys still doing this kind of thing? And why does the door to your restaurant open in my bathroom?" The guy was clearly annoyed.

"Medicine King..." Chen Ze sighed deeply.

He recognized who this character was by his hair color, that face, and his clothing.

Just like Liu Maoxing, the young chef from the gourmet anime Food War: Shokugeki no Soma, although compared to the glowing dishes from Liu’s show, the dishes from Food Wars seemed a bit more normal.

Of course, that was just slightly more normal, since the dishes Soma Yukihira made had the ability to burst one’s clothes open.

And they were particularly unique, inducing hallucinations that made one feel like they were in an amusement park, or in various magical places—a setting of Food Wars.

But the exploding clothing was still one of Chen Ze’s favorite settings, especially when there were girls among those eating the dishes...

It usually meant certain demise and a lot of moaning, which, without watching the screen, could sound to anyone like you were up to something naughty.

However, like traditional gourmet anime, Food Wars eventually ran into a common pitfall, which was how to end the series gracefully.

In the beginning, it was all about the competition of cooking skills, culinary standards, and innate talent.

But in the later stages, they even brought in supernatural powers—who could compete with that? And those antagonist chefs, are you sure you didn’t come from the Dark Cuisine World?

"So, how about a Food War?" Chen Ze, unable to ignore the still grumbling Soma Yukihira, couldn’t help but ask.

"Food War? Sure." Soma Yukihira paused at the suggestion but then unwound the headband from his wrist.

For a moment, Chen Ze felt the young man’s aura change dramatically, from the boy next door to the protagonist of a fiery manga.

"Since we’ll be using your utensils and ingredients, you pick the theme," Soma Yukihira said confidently.

Although he always lost to his damn father, against anyone else, Soma Yukihira still had quite some confidence.

"Then... let’s make some Mapo Tofu," Chen Ze said, not choosing the exquisite dish he had researched, the Starry Sky Cake.

After all, the origin of the ingredients was still a problem, and besides, Chen Ze wanted to see how much of a gap there was between the young chef and Food Wars, so he chose Mapo Tofu as the dish.

"Mapo Tofu? Okay," Soma Yukihira nodded and then followed Chen Ze into the kitchen.

Chen Ze splashed his face with cold water to rejuvenate his spirits and then took the commonly used ingredients for Mapo Tofu from the refrigerator. ƒrēewebnovel.com

"Choose your ingredients; let me know if you need anything else," Chen Ze said, taking some ingredients he wanted and then turned to Soma Yukihira with a question.

"Let me see... this tofu isn’t fresh, how did you pick this?" Soma Yukihira looked dissatisfied; the quality of this tofu wasn’t great, not the best choice for making Mapo Tofu.

"That’s all the ingredients I have; we’re using the same ones anyway," Chen Ze was a bit speechless; it seemed he still had a problem with picking ingredients.

"Then I don’t need any additional ingredients; shall we start?" Soma Yukihira took the ingredients he needed and set them aside.

"Alright, let’s set the timer for fifteen minutes, and let Betty be the judge," Chen Ze nodded and then locked eyes with Soma Yukihira.

The Food War begins!