Shirou's clones number 30 million

"Let's go."

Seeing Shirou suddenly stand up, Minegasaki Yaeko quickly got off her desk and followed him.

"Where to? Boss, isn't the entrance ceremony still over an hour away?"

"Let's go see a cooking showdown."

"Huh...? How did Boss know there was a cooking competition outside?"

"intuition."

"For the Boss to be interested, neither of them must be ordinary people, right?"

"You'll definitely be interested after you see it."

Step out of the office building and walk through the spacious atrium.

Shirou noticed a female student with two braids walking by with her head down, looking lost and dejected. Just as she was about to bump into a tree, he stopped and watched her with interest.

boom!

"it hurts!"

The female student instinctively covered her forehead, looking at the tree with teary eyes.

"Hahaha……"

Shirou laughed heartily, unconsciously thinking to himself:

I'm so lucky today, I actually encountered such an interesting scene.

Hearing the laughter from the side, the female student blushed and ran away quickly, disappearing from their sight in the blink of an eye.

Minezaki Yaeko looked at him speechlessly and sighed inwardly:

This person still loves to gloat. Sure enough, the idea that the Boss has become gentler was just an illusion.

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Today was absolutely unlucky.

Section 70, Chapter 69: Today was truly an incredibly unlucky day.

Soma Yukihira walked behind the two girls, constantly thinking about the dishes he would make later.

Her face was full of confidence; her cooking skills must be excellent, so she used…

Lost in thought, I suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind me.

Soma Yukihira, who had been deep in thought, was knocked to the ground before he could react, and involuntarily let out a soft groan.

"it hurts!"

When he came to his senses, Soma Yukihira found a girl sitting on his chest, her hair hanging down her face, and he could faintly smell a fragrance.

Of course, the key issue was that the throbbing pain in his wrist told him that his right wrist had been sprained from the fall.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry... Are you alright?"

The girl stood up, about to help Yukihira Soma up, when she suddenly noticed his swollen right wrist. She gasped in surprise and quickly bowed in apology.

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! Shall I go with you to the infirmary? This kind of sprain needs to be treated with cold compresses immediately."

What bad luck! Today has been absolutely terrible.

Soma Yukihira sighed deeply and smiled as he comforted her:

"Don't worry about it, lift your head, this kind of minor injury will heal in no time."

"But...but..."

The girl's mournful face and guilty expression made Soma Yukihira laugh again.

"Really, you don't need to worry about it."

Soma Yukihira smiled and offered a word of comfort, then turned to look at the long-haired girl not far away and sighed:

"Can the competition be postponed for a few days?"

The long-haired girl looked at him with a smile and said:

"In principle, I agree to postpone it, after all, this is also a force majeure event."

This tone...

Soma Yukihira's expression froze for a moment, then he said in an annoyed tone:

"Just say 'but' directly. It's either yes or no, just one sentence!"

"No way. Hehe... It's entirely your fault for not taking care of your body and getting injured while walking because you were spacing out."

The long-haired girl chuckled softly for a moment, then said again:

"Then, for the next three years, tie my shoelaces every day. My name is Haruno Eka, and you can call me Servant-kun, right?"

"My name is Soma Yukihira! It doesn't matter if I only have one hand, I'm sure I can win."

"Not planning to give up? What a pity, I was originally planning to shorten your servant's term to one year."

"Don't even dream about it! I will never lose to you."

Of course, although he spoke with great confidence, Soma Yukihira knew very well that he, who could only use his left hand, had no chance of winning against her.

Soma Yukihira looked around, his gaze settling on the girl who had bumped into him, and asked with a smile:

"My name is Soma Yukihira. What's yours?"

"I...I'm called Megumi Tadokoro. I'm so sorry!"

"I told you it's okay."

Soma Yukihira smiled and then looked at Enka Haruno:

"I'll have Tadokoro do my work, that should be fine, right? I'll use my mouth while she does the cooking."

Haruno Enka looked Tadokoro Megumi up and down, then nodded slightly:

"Fine. Two novices together are still novices. I'd like to see how you two plan to beat me."

"I...I can't do it," Tadokoro Megumi refused repeatedly. "This is a very important competition, isn't it? I'm sure I'll mess it up."

"Don't worry, as long as you are willing to follow my instructions, we will definitely win."

Soma Yukihira paused for a moment, then added:

"Besides, it wasn't an important match, it was just a bet with her."

"The loser will have to tie the winner's shoelaces every day for the next three years."

Isn't that important?

Tadokoro Megumi hesitated, then refused again:

"I really can't do it anymore. It's such an important match. Why don't you find some better teammates?"

“Don’t use strong teammates, that would be suspicious of cheating.” Soma Yukihira paused. “You’re a member of a culinary school, even if you haven’t officially enrolled yet, your basic cooking skills should be fine, right?”

"Mm." Tadokoro Megumi nodded slightly.

"Then there's no problem."

"But…"

"No buts. Since you broke my hand, you naturally have to take responsibility for me!"

The word "responsible" crushed all of Tadokoro Megumi's hesitation like a mountain, leaving her speechless for a long time.

"Okay, I...I will try my best."

On the way to the cooking class, Soma Yukihira noticed that she kept her head down and seemed very nervous, so he couldn't help but ask:

Have you ever cooked before?

"Yes, I used to be a student in the elementary school at Totsuki Academy."

"What is Totsuki? Is it a culinary school like Masahiro?"

"Yes, it is."

"I really don't understand you people. Is it really necessary to go to a special culinary school just to cook a dish?"

"Didn't Yukihira go to a culinary school before?"

"Yes, I've always gone to regular high schools before."

It turned out to be the case.

Tadokoro seemed to understand something; no wonder he looked down on culinary schools.

"Yukihira-kun, I... failed the test to advance from the elementary to the high school because my cooking skills were too poor."

"At the time, I originally wanted to give up the culinary school and go to a regular high school, but I was always a little unwilling."

"After hearing that a new culinary school had opened here, my family enrolled me without my consent."

"Before I came here, I was actually a bit hopeless, but now I'm starting to feel genuinely grateful that I was able to come here and meet Yukihira-san."

Soma Yukihira stared at her blankly for a long time, then smiled and said:

"What nonsense are you talking about? Save those kinds of things for after we win."

"Three years from now, let's use our culinary skills to challenge the graduates of Totsuki Academy and crush them under our feet!"

"Yes." Megumi Tadokoro nodded very seriously.

……

"Oh dear... I think I can smell the stench of romance. Should I think of a way to break them up?"

Behind a thick, sturdy tree, Shirou said with a sly grin.

"Love? Who and who?"

Minesaki Yaeko looked back and forth, and asked, puzzled.

"I don't like people who pretend to be stupid."

"Um... Boss, you're not talking about Soma Yukihira and that girl with the braids, are you?"