Shirou's clones number 30 million

"Then how dare you show your face in front of me? What, do you want me to teach you how to do things?"

"No, I... I just..."

"Tell me, what happened?"

"There was a small restaurant called Yukihira that served incredibly delicious food. In a moment of impulsiveness, I agreed to their condition of a culinary contest."

"Is your brain located under your neck? Judging from your expression, I can already guess what happened."

At that moment, Shirou Sakurai suddenly realized a problem.

Yukihira? That surname sounds familiar.

"Yaeko, is the person who challenged you to a cooking contest a red-haired brat?"

"It's a male high school student. Boss already knows?"

It turned out to be him!

If I remember correctly, Soma Yukihira also encountered difficulties from Lady Totsuki during his entrance exam.

But the difference is that he had connections and influence, which allowed him to easily overcome this hurdle.

But I got stuck at the very first step, embarking on a path of no return.

"I'll personally follow up on this matter. Besides, since we failed, we should accept the punishment, is that alright?"

Yes, I accept.

"Come here."

"Yes."

……

That morning, while Yukihira Sosuke was researching new recipes, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the door.

"What's wrong? It's so noisy outside!"

He didn't want to pay attention to them, but the noise outside was getting louder and louder, so Soma Yukihira had no choice but to go out of the kitchen.

The moment he opened the shop door, he froze on the spot.

In front of the shop, a large group of familiar neighbors were shouting and yelling, holding kitchen knives, rolling pins, mops and other similar items.

In front of them, the woman who had caused trouble at the store yesterday and whom they had dismissed with food was standing respectfully behind a fat man.

"What are you trying to do now?"

Minegasaki Yaeko leaned close to Sakurai Shirou's ear and whispered:

"Boss, it was him. He drove me away with his cooking yesterday."

"Useless indeed, mere cooking, ha..."

Shiro Sakurai waved his hand, and the residents behind him immediately shouted:

"Close the door! Close the door!!"

"Soma, hurry up and shut down your Yukihira restaurant, don't block our way from making a fortune."

"Yukihira, don't do anything rash. This door is definitely closed to you today."

This scene left Soma Yukihira completely dumbfounded.

Why are the neighbors who were fighting alongside me yesterday now standing behind that construction businessman?

Moreover, they all glared angrily at me, as if I had done something wrong.

"What on earth is going on? Uncle Yamazaki, didn't you tell me the day before yesterday that you would never close down? Aunt Fujii, why did you change your mind too..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Close the door now!"

"Exactly, exactly! If you're going to do something rash, don't drag us down with you."

Soma Yukihira took a deep breath and said loudly:

"With Dad not here, I'm in charge here. I absolutely will not close the shop!"

At this point, he turned to look at Shirou Sakurai:

"You're the culprit, aren't you? Dare to have a cooking contest with me? If I win, then you'd better not cause any more trouble on this street."

Shiro Sakurai didn't reply, but chuckled and waved his hand again.

This time, all the residents rushed forward with great momentum.

"Close the door! Close the door immediately!!"

Faced with this situation, Soma Yukihira felt a little scared, but when he thought of the shop behind him and his past memories, his expression gradually became firm.

"Absolutely not! No matter what you say, I will never close the door. Cowards, fatso, you don't even dare to compete with me."

"I see... then I won't stand on ceremony."

Shiro Sakurai snapped his fingers.

The next moment, Yukihira Soma's neighbor, his childhood friend and father, suddenly rushed forward with a kitchen knife.

With a look of fear in Soma Yukihira's eyes, he stabbed himself in the shoulder, blood splattering all over Soma's face.

"Close the door immediately, Soma. Otherwise, I'll die right here in front of you."

This scene left Soma Yukihira completely stunned, standing there dumbfounded, unable to make any other movements.

After a long silence, he questioned in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Why? Just to make me close down, he's gone to such lengths. How much did he give you?"

"close the door!"

The blade was pulled out, and it pierced his shoulder once again.

This wound not only pierced his body, but also Yukihira Soma's heart.

"I...I agree to close the door."

Chapter 54 There are too many unreasonable chefs in this world

Section 54, Chapter Fifty-Four: There are too many unreasonable chefs in this world.

With a mournful face, Soma Yukihira looked at Shirou Sakurai again and said through gritted teeth:

"However, I demand a match with you! After the match, regardless of who wins or loses, I'm willing to close the door."

"There's no need for that, let's just close the door."

Shirou Sakurai waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Coward! I've already agreed to close the shop, but you don't even dare to have a match?"

Upon realizing that the other person hadn't turned around and hadn't even stopped walking, Yukihira Soma's face flashed with anger, and he roared:

"Are you that afraid of losing? You fatso! Coward! Big fat pig..."

Amidst the barrage of insults, Shirou Sakurai stopped, turned around, and let out a sneer:

"Kid, you don't think the whole world revolves around your parents and has to cater to you, do you? A contest? If you can jump off a 100-story building, I'll accept your challenge."

"You fatso! You're just afraid of losing..."

Shirou Sakurai didn't speak, but instead looked at Soma Yukihira's childhood friend and father, and gently raised his hand.

In that instant, Yaeko Minezaki realized something was wrong and quickly stepped forward to grab his arm, saying with a smile:

"Boss, how about we teach him a lesson?"

"Oh...? You're going to side with him?" Sakurai Shirou turned his head and looked at her with a half-smile.

"No...I...I just..."

"Add ten years."

"I……"

"Unwilling? Well, the contract expires in three years. Giving up your freedom to help a stranger... Ha..."

Minesaki Yaeko fell silent for a moment, her mind drifting back to the dish she had tasted yesterday, and the various experiences of the past seven years.

A temporary victory or defeat doesn't really matter, nor does a ten-year contract, but perhaps, the Boss might change his mind because of it...

"it is good."

"does it worth?"

"Ah."

"Is that so?" Shirou Sakurai scoffed, looking coldly at Soma Yukihira. "Kid, let's begin then, but there is no dish in this world that can impress me."

"That's hard to say!"

Soma Yukihira breathed a sigh of relief, silently thanked Yaeko Minezaki in his heart, and returned to the kitchen to start cooking.

This person is too fat; they must be used to eating a lot of meat and fish. Let's make a dish that mainly consists of vegetables.

After working in the kitchen for more than ten minutes, Soma Yukihira confidently carried a plate of vegetable rolls to the front of the house.

Today's dish was a masterpiece of his exceptional skill, and he was confident that he could impress this arrogant, annoying fat man just as he had impressed Ms. Minezaki yesterday.

"Please use it!"

Shiro Sakurai glanced at him, picked up a vegetable roll with his chopsticks, and took a small bite.

"Pooh……"

After chewing, he spat it on the ground with an ugly expression on his face.

"This is awful! Is this your cooking? You should quit running a restaurant and go back to school."

Shiro Sakurai got up and left. As he reached the door, he glanced back and sneered:

"Don't forget to close the door and make room, kid."

Soma Yukihira stared blankly at the plate of spring rolls on the table, completely dumbfounded.

After a long while, as if remembering something, she trembled as she reached out, picked up a spring roll, and put it in her mouth.