Shirou's clones number 30 million

"No, everything is understood without words." Demon King Shirou shook his head slightly and said with a smile.

Although they have different experiences and personalities, they share the same feelings when their hands are clasped together.

Therefore, he was very clear that Shirou Sakurai had completely understood him.

Having transmigrated into the body of an ordinary demon and witnessed the miserable plight of many lower-level demons and humans, he resolved to become the Demon King, unify the continent, and end the world's chaos.

In every speech, his first sentence was, "If I ever betray my ideals in the future, any of you can kill me."

As time passed, although the continent was not unified, the rise of the Demon King led to the alliance of humans and various alien races, forming another force.

With the two powers clashing, the lives of both the lower-class humans and the demons gradually improved.

Even if the mainland cannot be unified, the world will gradually move towards peace.

In this situation, the Demon King becomes a superfluous existence; the world does not need an eternal and indestructible ruler.

So, with some resistance, the Demon King was overthrown and fled to Earth in a sorry state, becoming a working man.

Sakurai Shirou looked directly at Demon King Shirou and nodded slightly:

"I admire you for being willing to give up the power of a world; not everyone can do that. However, you are also really foolish. If it were me, I would have at least hundreds of ways to save the world."

"If you just abandon it and leave a mess behind, the whole continent might go berserk."

"These things are no longer my concern." Demon King Shirou laughed heartily. "I have already laid the foundation, and the remaining high-rise buildings will naturally be built by others."

Chapter 57 A man's arrogance is not cute at all

Chapter 57, Section 57: A Man's Arrogance Is Not Cute at All

“Speaking of which…” Tenryu Shirou suddenly patted Sakurai Shirou on the shoulder and said with a smile, “Now that you’ve cleared your name, how about you pick up your cooking skills again?”

"Don't even mention the word 'whitewashing,' I'm still black, I've never been white."

Shirou Sakurai straightened his face and said in a deep voice:

"I hate chefs, and I hate cooking even more."

"Huh...? Didn't you already decide to defeat Totsuki through legitimate means?"

"That's true, but that doesn't mean I'm going to give up my strengths. I'm going to build a new culinary academy and crush Totsuki from every angle. Totsuki? Hmph!"

"You clearly don't plan to learn cooking?"

"Who says the chairman of a culinary academy has to be a master chef?"

"That's true... haha..."

Slime Shirou transformed back into his slime form, jumped onto Sakurai Shirou's head, and asked leisurely:

"Isn't this just displaced anger? You hate Nakiri Managi alone, not the entire Totsuki Academy."

“No, what I hate is the entire Totsuki.” Shirou Sakurai paused. “Besides, what do you mean by taking it out on someone else? I’ve never cared whether that woman lives or dies.”

“Lies! Lies…” Slime Shirou said repeatedly.

This guy!

Shirou Sakurai instantly realized that the reason he suddenly turned into a slime and jumped onto his shoulder was to spy on his mood while he was speaking.

However, even knowing this, there is nothing one can do to resist it.

After all, the two sides are of equal strength, making it difficult to shake them off.

"I never cared about that woman. I hated Nakiri Managi only because she made me lose my first pot of gold."

"Lies! Lies..."

"By now, I've completely forgotten about that woman."

"Another lie!" Slime Shirou chuckled for a moment, then said seriously, "The Mizukage has the Impure World Reincarnation technique, although it's still a very crude version, but you might want to give it a try."

"Ha... Don't say such stupid things, how could I do such a thing?"

"You're tempted. Just now, you were thinking: I must try it when I get back."

"you shut up!"

Shirou Sakurai reached out his right hand, trying to peel the slime off his body, but it easily dodged him.

"A man's arrogance is not cute at all. Besides, everyone is themselves, and you can't hide it from others."

"Hmph! In the world of Food Wars, who doesn't know that I, Shirou Sakurai, am a man of my word and never lie?"

"Wow...! That's amazing! But that statement is so ridiculously fake, I'm too embarrassed to even look at you."

Is this guy retaliating for my sharp tongue earlier?

“That’s right, exactly.” Slime Shirou suddenly laughed. “Hmph…who told you to be so arrogant just now?”

"You! I'll give you enough food for 100,000 people for a year."

"really?"

Suddenly, the slime jumped off Shirou Sakurai's shoulder, instantly transforming into its Rimuru form, and excitedly said:

"I want rice and vegetables! In addition, I also want recipes from your world, as comprehensive as possible."

"The important thing is cooking skills. What do you need a recipe for?" Shiro Sakurai asked subconsciously.

"As long as you strictly follow the recipe, you can make dishes that are above average. The rest is just a matter of practice. The recipe determines the lower limit, and cooking skills determine the upper limit. How could it be useless?"

"Okay, I'll give it to you within three days."

"Once you're ready, just leave it here. I'll take it when I have time. Oh, and I also need to cook. I want to try the most delicious dishes in the Food Wars world."

"Food? How should I give it to you? Should I put it here too?"

"No need, go eat, then come and shake my hand."

"I can't do it, I have no sense of taste."

"That's easy to handle, just drink some recovery medicine. Besides, I've cultivated the Life Return technique to its highest level, so the injury on your tongue is nothing."

"Life returned?"

Shirou Sakurai recalled a life-restoring technique he had mastered using the Six Styles of the Navy, and with a thought, his body gradually became thinner.

In the blink of an eye, he went from a fat man with a big belly to a thin young man.

"You've lost too much weight! You look exactly like Zeff or Sanji who haven't eaten for over two months," Slime Shirou warned.

"Ah."

Shiro Sakurai adjusted his state, and his body gradually swelled up, quickly transforming into a healthy, normal young man.

With his black, tousled hair and unusually oversized clothes, he wasn't exactly handsome, but describing him as good-looking was perfectly acceptable.

……

The world of Shoji.

"Are you back? It feels like so much time has passed."

Shiro Sakurai sighed softly, picked up the phone on his desk, pressed the buttons repeatedly, and quickly dialed a number.

"Shiraishi, the plan is on hold."

"Yes, boss!"

I will let you know once the new plan is finalized.

The original plan was to force all the teachers at Totsuki Academy to resign through a series of methods, including kidnapping, extortion, and hypnosis.

At the same time, they tried every means to prevent Totsuki from recruiting new teachers and students.

Use every despicable method imaginable to defeat Totsuki.

Now that he has found his purpose in life, Shirou Sakurai has decided to abandon this plan.

The new goal is to establish a new culinary academy, defeat Totsuki Culinary Academy, and take its place.

Therefore, the original method of devastating attack cannot be used. It would be best to recruit all the teachers from Totsuki.

However, before that, you should first try the cuisine of Senzaemon Nakiri.

There's no consensus on who can cook the world's most delicious food, but Senzaemon Nakiri is definitely one of the world's top chefs.

With that in mind, Shiro Sakurai picked up the phone and dialed another number.

"Come here for a moment, I'm in the office."

"Yes, boss! I'll be right there."

A few seconds later, a knocking sound suddenly rang out.

"Come in."

The door slowly opened, and a scream came from inside the room.

"Aaaaaah...!!"

"very noisy!"

Shirou frowned slightly, covered his ears with his hands, and said in a deep voice:

"Shut up! I didn't tell you to come here and yell."

"Boss? What... what happened?" Yaeko Minezaki stared at Shirou in disbelief, stammering, "It's only been a few minutes, and you... how did you get so thin?"

"I've removed my makeup."

"You're lying! You've never worn makeup before. Besides, what does makeup have to do with body shape?"

"That means aliens suddenly descended upon us."

"Impossible! I was outside the whole time and didn't hear a thing."

Shirou was silent for a few seconds, then slowly spoke:

"I can't think of a suitable reason. Just use your imagination, whatever makes sense. Tomorrow morning, come with me to the Nakiri's house."

"No...no explanation?"

Minezaki Yaeko paused for a moment, then asked cautiously: