The second dimension life starting from Fuyuki City

"Difficult to complete?"

Erina felt the puzzled gazes of the teachers and students around her, smiled contemptuously, and said:

"That's because you are limited by mortal thinking—"

“For a true chef, nothing is impossible.”

Erina clearly said some very angry words, but the onlookers present were subdued by her matter-of-fact and calm tone. They did not feel angry at all. They just felt that what she said made sense. It turned out that even though they had been cooking for so many years, they were not really chefs.

Erina looked ahead and smiled:

"You must watch them carefully. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to open the door to a new world for you."

"I'm not criticizing anyone here, but according to my standards as a gourmet, only these two are qualified to be called chefs."

Everyone present: “···”

What you said makes a lot of sense, and we are speechless. Also, thank you, Miss Erina, for not transforming into the elder sister of the Broken Water Flow and saying that classic line -

I am not targeting anyone here, but everyone here is garbage!

"But they've been standing there staring at each other for almost ten minutes—"

Qian Hinatako once again represented the general public and asked the question on everyone's mind:

"What's going on here, Miss?"

"Humph--"

Erina had a proud expression on her face, as if she was the only one sober while everyone else was drunk. She crossed her arms and said:

"Chef competitions are never just about the final dish. The cooking process itself is also a test of the chef's true ability—"

"Do you think they are just standing there looking at each other affectionately?!"

"Wrong, absolutely wrong!"

"They are engaging in a battle of spirits and energies. This is a spiritual battle concerning the art of cooking!"

Inui Hinatako: "···"

How could I not see that this was clearly a gaze full of deep gay love!

“If you can reach this level, you can be considered a true chef.”

Erina seemed to see what Inui Hinatako was thinking, and helplessly placed her hand on Inui Hinatako's hand and said:

"Now look at them—"

If you have a good level of ideological awareness, this goddess will not pay attention to you whose combat power is only five.

"This is--"

With the blessing of Erina's divine power, Inui Hinatako finally opened the door to a new world——

They are looking at each other!

There were two streams of purple and blue air between Mo Yi and Dojima Gin, which kept colliding and rubbing against each other. Countless purple and blue lightnings burst out between them, and the one who had the upper hand was obviously Erina's Ultraman Oni-chan. The purple air mass was almost pressing in front of Dojima Gin's face, lighting up the sweat beads on his face.

She hadn't felt anything before, but now she could feel the huge airflow and pressure generated by the collision of the air masses emitted from the two people, and could even hear the lightning and thunder.

This was not the most amazing thing. What shattered her worldview even more was that there was a strange humanoid creature behind them.

The muscular devil behind Senior Dojima Gin kept swinging his fists at the goddess next to Mo Yi, whose whole body was blurred by holy light (the moment Qian Hinata saw the other party, she had no reason to think that the other party was the goddess). However, the iron fist that could emit lightning was absorbed by the holy light used by the other party to blur the light before it could get close to the goddess behind Mo Yi, and it had no effect at all.

"Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola—"

The brother behind Dojima Gin kept shouting "Ola" and waving his iron fists, but it was of no use.

"What's going on? Is this an illusion?"

Qian Hinatako stared at the scene in front of him in amazement, her face turned pale, and finally she could only ask for help from the eldest lady next to her, hoping that she could cure her shattered world view syndrome.

Fish-lipped humans, you always classify things beyond your understanding as delusions.

However, since she is no longer the goddess who commands the support of hundreds of people and has millions of angels under her command, Erina feels that she needs to train some subordinates. Otherwise, when she fights with the Demon King Alice Fitz in the future, she will have to fight the opponent's minions herself from the beginning. Wouldn't that be very embarrassing?

Although Inui Hinatako looks a bit stupid, he has a high level of ideological awareness. He is not afraid of his subordinates being weak, but he is afraid that his subordinates are all stupid teammates or traitors who say "I had no choice before, but now I want to be a good person."

"This is a cooking competition, the correct way to open it is—"

Erina's tone was filled with divine power, which made the other party quickly calm down and accept the new settings. She said:

"The battle between the purple and blue air masses is a spiritual competition between the two men's momentum and understanding of the culinary arts."

"And the goddess and brother behind are the substitute users."

"When the fluctuations of one's thoughts are strong enough, one can materialize the thoughts in one's heart. This is what is called a Stand User."

"One of the Stand User's abilities is that only the Stand User can see the Stand User!"

"Of course, aura and Stand users are just a small branch of the cooking competition. If you want to become a real chef, you still have a lot to learn."

Chapter 250: Secretary is responsible for things to do, and when there is nothing to do——

"Miss, I want to learn how to cook——"

After opening her eyes to the world and having her three perspectives shattered, and realizing that the industry she was engaged in was so dangerous, Inui Hinatako rationally and decisively made the most correct choice in order to avoid dying from unknown AOEs in future food battles with others.

Abandoning his last bit of moral integrity, he bowed to the great figure beside him named Erina and said:

“Please let me be a real chef!”

Tadokoro Megumi: “…”

Shouldn't the correct line be, Please let me be a real man?

As the best female friend of Medicine King Soma Yukihira, Megumi Tadokoro is naturally concerned about this game and is also very curious about the unsolved mysteries happening on the field.

Let me explain here that Megumi Tadokoro is a student that Inui Hinatako has high hopes for, and she also plans to recruit her to join her own restaurant in the future.

Therefore, Tadokoro Megumi was also brought to Erina by Inui Hinatako, giving her the opportunity to show off in front of the young master. If she was noticed by the young master, she might become her right hand in the future.

So, women are truly responsible, especially older girls like Inui Hinatako who know how to act cute.

Because of this, Tadokoro Megumi also witnessed the inexplicable interaction between Erina and Inui Hinatako, which was full of the atmosphere of a middle school student. However, she had a soft and cute personality and did not show anything on her face, and silently played the role of background.

"Although you are the worst chef I have ever seen—"

Erina was very happy that she had finally subdued a new little brother, but she couldn't show it. It was just like when you were in school, you must have heard your homeroom teacher say, "You are the worst class of students I have ever taught." It was the same reasoning. If you don't step on you, how can you intimidate the others in the future?

"But I'll accept it reluctantly."

"My shoulders are a little tired—"

"Got it, Miss——"

After that, Inui Hinatako no longer dared to sit next to Erina. She immediately came to Erina, massaged her shoulders, and asked:

"Miss, is the force appropriate?"

"Well, not bad—"

Erina said with satisfaction:

"Teacher, I believe in you. Work hard and you will have both bread and richness and a handsome face."

Tadokoro Megumi: “…”

Forget it, I'd better just watch the game.

"From your perspective, Miss, does this mean that the Young Master has the upper hand now?"

While Inui Hinatako was massaging Erina's shoulders, she did not seem to be less focused on the intense battle scene ahead.

Even though the brothers at the scene continued to punch Mo Yi in vain, the goddess behind Mo Yi, whose entire body was blurred by holy light, did not make any counterattack?

As a newbie, I must not be arbitrary. On the scene, Mo Yi was suppressing Dojima Gin, and what effect would this battle, which no one else could see, have on the final dish?

Even if the so-called momentum and the substitute determine the winner, isn't the final victory still determined by the score of the dish?

Elm Tree, Inui Hinatako asked Erina-sama, who was half-closed her eyes in comfort:

"Does this invisible competition have any special significance for chef competitions?"

Erina looked at the system behind Mo Yi and couldn't help but smile——

When you stare into the abyss, the abyss also stares into you, fish-lipped Oni-chan.

Although I need to condense a new godhead after losing my godhead, my shadow is always with you, just like a shadow and its master, never separated. Even if you go to a new and different world, or reincarnate again, or even travel through time, I can find you.

In other words, I have never left you, Mo Yi.

Erina couldn't help but sigh in her heart that she was too smart. Her failure in her previous life was due to the incompetence of her teammates, not her fault.

Now that I understand myself, there is no possibility of failure anymore.

"has no meaning?"

Erina smiled when she heard Inui Hinatako's silly question:

"In those dark ages, competitions between chefs were never so simple. Everyone just had to cook a dish, and whoever made the best dish would win."

"Shokugeki is called shokugeki because it's essentially a duel, much like how swordsmen in ancient times used their swords to decide life and death. However, shokugeki uses one's own culinary skills to determine who's better. Broken hands and bones are common. But with the dark shokugeki, regardless of whether or not someone dies from the competition, the loser will lose their life as a sacrifice to the heavens."

"Gulu——"

Inui Hinatako could no longer act cute and swallowed her saliva. She was just cooking, but how could someone die? What was going on?

"In ancient times, those who could be called chefs were all powerful people with unique skills or superb martial arts. Otherwise, if they were killed by their opponent before the dish was finished, they would naturally lose."

"Take this match for example. If Onii-chan wasn't such a Buddhist player and didn't use a Stand behind her to attack her opponent, she could have knocked him out with just one strike. And Soma Yukihira, who can't even sense energy fluctuations, let alone see them. If Onii-chan wanted to, she could knock him down in ten thousand ways. Is there any need for this match to continue?"

"So, teacher, you are still too naive to ask such an obvious question."

Inui Hinatako: "···"

What you said makes a lot of sense, I am speechless!

As long as you kill the general, you will naturally be the champion of the competition!

Being a chef, it turns out to be such a dangerous profession. How about I just stay for another two years, sell my restaurant, go to Totsuki Academy to be a full-time teacher, and then use my beauty to trick a tall, rich and handsome 18-year-old man. Wouldn't my next life be wonderful?

What kind of chef should I be?

If one day during food battle, you are killed by someone else's unknown aoe, it would be so unfair to you.

"It's almost done. Now we just have to wait for the rice to cook."

Medicine King Soma Yukihira completed every step of his cooking, and under pressure, he handled it much better than before.

At this time, he finally had time to observe the situation of the two people not far away.

"What--"

Medicine King Soma Yukihira discovered a shocking fact, that is, there are less than ten minutes left, and Mo Yi and Dojima Gin are still looking at each other?

MMP, I want to compete well!

Why did you give up treatment?

"Kohira Soma has finished the cooking competition."

Dojima Ginto couldn't hold on any longer. If he kept delaying, even he wouldn't be able to finish his pan-fried foie gras dish. It seemed that the gap between him and the other party in the cultivation of theorems and mysterious powers was not made up by ten years.

Thinking of this, Dojima Gin couldn't help but laugh helplessly, but it was true, the other party was still an elementary school student and could beat himself, an adult who had graduated for many years. So many years had passed, and with the other party's talent and strength growing at an exponential rate, how could an uncle like himself compare to him?

Now, I can't even see the appearance of the Stand User behind the other party clearly. I still remember that ten years ago, my Platinum User could still exchange blows with the other party.

However, I finally remembered something that I haven’t figured out for a long time?

I always felt that Erina's appearance was very familiar, and as she grew up, this strange feeling became stronger.

And today, after seeing Mo Yi's stand-in again, even though I couldn't see his face clearly, I could be sure that the stand-in behind him was clearly the grown-up Miss Erina?!

It seemed like I had discovered something extraordinary.

It’s better to keep this kind of thing to myself and let it rot. I always feel that if I am discovered, I will be beaten into a vegetable.

"I'm about to start studying."