I can copy the beautiful girl

"It's only going to get more tense, okay?! And because of something like this, my...! My...!"

"I just want to tell you that there are still many things to do in this world. It's not like the sky will fall after graduation, so there's no need to put on such a useless expression."

"you you…"

"It's okay, it's just our first kiss. Even though it's not mine anymore, I'll take responsibility."

"……who is it?"

I looked at Xiaohui with a puzzled look and raised my eyebrows.

Xiao Hui lowered her head and asked in a very low voice, "You said your first kiss is gone, who was it?"

Your focus is quite peculiar.

I was extremely surprised, and then answered truthfully: "To Erina."

Since that day, I have missed the taste of God's Tongue every day.

“Wa ...

Because of the venue, the entire audience could hear our conversation, so the audience who were previously stunned by the intimacy between Xiaohui and me now all let out various emotional exclamations, and then turned to look at Erina in the VIP seat.

Mito Yumei also looked at Erina in surprise and curiosity.

“No way!!!” Erina slapped the French window in front of her and glared at me, shouting, “What do you mean you gave me your first kiss? Didn’t we even kiss at that time?! Ah…!”

Erina suddenly realized what she had shouted and instantly covered her mouth.

"Oh oh oh!!!"

The whole place suddenly became more lively. After all, Erina's words seemed to indicate that there really was some special relationship between her and me.

But I was clearly talking about the clone Erina, and I didn't mention her last name at all, yet you took it for granted. Miss, you really like to expose yourself.

I looked at Erina with pity, but Erina didn't dare to say anything and just glared at me fiercely.

Behind Erina is Hisako Arato, who has a look of doubt on her face about life.

At the same time, Xiaohui was also looking in that direction, then she looked down at me and said coldly, "Playboy."

Hey! This doesn't fit your character, Xiaohui!

However, although it does not fit her character setting, we can see the fire burning behind Xiaohui, and she is obviously full of fighting spirit now.

The tension has completely disappeared. It seems that my treatment is really effective.

"Um... although I am also curious about Erina-san's gossip, but the food battle is about to begin, please both sides prepare yourself."

At the call of the familiar host Kawashima Rei, Xiaohui and Mito Yumei both walked up to the cooking table. I also left the center of the venue and walked up the stairs.

Then, after everyone took their positions, the food battle between Tadokoro Megumi and Mito Izumi finally officially began.

While the food battle was going on, I also came to the VIP room where Erina was, knocked on the door, and then pushed it open without waiting for a response.

"Long time no see, Miss Divine Tongue."

"What's with the 'Miss Divine Tongue'? That's so awful. And it's not like we haven't seen each other for a long time. Didn't we just see each other at the beginning of the school year? I still remember the way you played a trick on me!"

Volume 42: Chapter : Food Wars Promise

"What did you mean by that before? Don't you know that it will cause others to misunderstand you?"

"At most, what I said would make people misunderstand me as a toad wanting to eat swan meat. But what you said would really cause misunderstanding, right?"

"Um...what are you doing here? Did I give you permission to come in?"

Erina angrily changed the subject.

I didn't care and sat down on Erina's chair without any hesitation - Erina was still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, so the chair was empty.

"Hey, not only did you trespass into the territory of the Ten Elites without permission, you even took their place. Do you know how disrespectful that is?"

Hisako couldn't stand it any longer. Before Erina could say anything, she said angrily:

"Ms. Erina, please forgive me, I really can't stand it anymore. I want to have a food battle with this person and eliminate him from Miss Erina's sight."

"Okay, Hisako, calm down." Erina calmed down, leaning against the French window, looking at me seriously. "Tell me, Yukihira Soma, what exactly do you want to do? You didn't come here just to provoke me, did you? If that's the case, don't think that Isshiki Hui will protect you. It's not like I can't have a food battle with him first to make him lose his place in the Ten Elites and then target you."

"My goal is to be one of the top ten. Miss Kamijou, since you are so confident, why not gamble on that spot in the top ten and have a food battle with me? If I lose, I will disappear from your sight completely."

"Just because you dropped out of school, you want people to gamble on your spot in the Elite Ten? Don't you think too highly of yourself?"

Erina's words made me raise an eyebrow in surprise. I said in surprise, "You're not willing to risk your spot in the Elite Ten to get me expelled? Is this the first time I know you think so highly of me? I always thought you looked down on me, a lowly chef who could only make what you consider low-level dishes."

"What nonsense are you talking about? A low-level chef like you has no right to stay in Totsuki. I have never changed my mind about this."

"Then why don't you want to bet with me?"

"Didn't I tell you that you can't come up with a stake that's comparable to a spot in the Elite Ten?"

"Could it be that those people who were forced to compete with you in the food battle because you disliked them all have stakes that are equivalent to a place in the Ten Elites?"

“…” Erina was suddenly speechless.

Or rather, it was a sudden epiphany.

If this man hadn't said it so clearly, she wouldn't even realize that she... didn't have the confidence to absolutely surpass this man.

Because of this, she put the other party on an equal footing.

Because of this, if the other party cannot make an equal bet, she will subconsciously feel that she is at a disadvantage in a food battle with them.

Erina bit her lip for a moment, not knowing what she was feeling. She couldn't help but grit her teeth and said, "You're just a low-level chef... What's there to be proud of when you cook such low-level dishes? You can cook dishes that truly meet the standards of cooking if you want, right? Why do you have to make such low-level dishes to humiliate my tongue?"

Looking at Erina like this, I just asked softly: "Who defines high and low level?"

"certainly…"

I interrupted Erina before she finished speaking and said calmly, "No matter who defined it in the past, I am now the world's best chef, so the definition of high-level and low-level cooking is determined by me."

"This kind of thing..."

"As the world's strongest chef, my food is high-end. Everyone else's food is low-end. So when did I ever let you eat low-end food? It's you who is honored to eat the world's highest-end food."

"This kind of thing..."

"I have the final say. And your divine tongue has the final say. Or, have you ever tasted food that satisfies your tongue better than mine?"

“Of course I have!!”

Having said this, Erina, whose face was wavering, suddenly became firm.

"When I was little, I ate the most perfect meal ever! It was the meal that saved me! He's a better and more powerful chef than you!"

Oh, I know. It’s my dad in this world who has wandered off somewhere, right?

The current world's strongest chef, the legendary man who will be ruthlessly defeated by his adopted son in the future and will have his own son clean up the mess for him.

"The man you're talking about has been cooking what you call low-quality food for over a decade."

"Stop joking!"

Erina looked really angry.

Insulting other people's idols is indeed a great sin - although it is difficult to say whether it is an insult or not.

But to Erina, it was indeed an insult.

So I decided to… pull a photo out of my pocket and fly straight towards Erina.

"what are you doing?"

Erina subconsciously pinched her fingers together and caught it steadily.

As a world-class chef, Erina naturally has no chance of being in a mess.

Don't be fooled by her weak appearance. In fact, just in terms of knife skills, Erina could easily kill dozens of people in a cold weapon fight - the knife skills of the chefs in this kind of cooking show are unreasonable and can be regarded as martial arts.

"As far as I know, there are very few so-called perfect dishes in this world, and there is only one chef who can be described as better than me... Although this so-called better than me is just your subjective impression, just look at whether it is the man in the photo."

Erina flipped the photo between her fingers, looked down, and her eyes widened instantly: "How could it be..."

The photo shows a red-haired man and a black-haired child. Naturally, the black-haired child is my childhood version, and the red-haired man is naturally my father in this world, Yukihira Joichiro.

"He's my dad. He runs a small restaurant called Xingping. The dishes he prepares for his customers every day are what you call low-quality dishes. I learned my cooking skills from him... Of course, I've surpassed him now."

Even though it was cheating, just tell me whether I won or not, right?

"How could this be..." Erina was shaken even more violently than before.

"What is high-level? What is low-level? Everything is defined by people. And now, the one who can define the difference between high-level and low-level is me, Erina Nakiri."

Looking at Erina, I said seriously:

"Let me say it again. The food I cook is high-end food. Everything else is low-end. Of course, Erina, your cooking is the same."

"...Do you want to subvert my three views?"

"No matter who shaped your values, they are meaningless to me."

Standing up, I walked over to Erina and looked down at her.

"The winner takes it all. If I win, you must obey the values I've shaped for you."

Erina raised her head and met my eyes. With a complicated expression, she gritted her teeth and said:

"I win. You are not allowed to cook those low-quality dishes in my eyes anymore."

Volume 43: Chapter : All for Pleasure

Xiaohui's victory was no surprise.

She is not weak to begin with. As long as she can relax, Xiaohui's strength can rank among the top three in Polar Star Dormitory.

Although Roumei is also very powerful, she is still no match for Xiaohui.

So her victory was undeniable.

So the celebration party that I asked Senior Isshiki to prepare in advance came in handy.

"Let's congratulate Hui on her first Shokugeki victory!"

"That's great, Tadokoro, I knew you could do it!"

"This shows the power of our Polar Star Dormitory!"

"cheers!!"

Of course, although it was a cheers, what we drank was not alcohol, but just the alcohol-rich juice brewed by Ryoko.

"You really do believe in me." Xiaohui looked at me and whispered, "Are you really not afraid of me losing at all?"

"You've already said you're going to defeat Erina, so how could you possibly lose to a small monster like that?"

"Mito-kun is very strong! He's no small monster!"

"Compared to the Demon King Erina, she's just a small monster, not even one of the Four Heavenly Kings. Only someone as powerful as Isshiki-senpai is qualified to be one of the Four Heavenly Kings before Erina."

"Haha, although I'm a little reluctant, but what Yukihira-kun said is right. Among the current Totsuki Ten, the first and tenth seats are both true monsters!"

"...could you please not increase my despair?"

As she said this, Xiaohui finally clapped her hands and laughed.

"But no matter what, I have now taken the first step towards defeating the Demon King."

Looking at Xiaohui's smile, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

My experience in Sakura's world made me realize one thing, that is, the fun of fast travel is really not comparable to the fun of focusing on conquering a world.

Even if you are playing games, if you change games every now and then, it will be difficult to experience the fun of any game.

Concentration is the prerequisite for gaining fun.

At least this is the case when going through the plot, the rhythm cannot be interrupted.

My situation is similar now.

Because I can travel through time at will, I can't help but be indecisive, and the result is that the fun is reduced... Oh, of course, I mean the spiritual fun. Physical fun is another matter, and that has increased... It's not important.

If it's just for physical pleasure, then wouldn't I just go through each world one by one and collect cards? The fact that I haven't done so means that I want to enjoy the two-dimensional world itself more than the pleasure that the two-dimensional beautiful girls bring me!

So, time travel should feel like time travel. Only in this way can I get the real pleasure.