Food Wars, My Dishes Don't Just Shine

I remember she also said something like, "Bookworms are the most boring people."

Having been challenged by Dick from the beginning, Adolf was not to be outdone and attracted a lot of attention as he spoke.

“No wonder Dick and Adolf don’t get along, since something like that actually happened.”

“Poor Dick, his childhood sweetheart is treating him like a backup plan, while he’s still deeply in love with her. If Adolf hadn’t told him, he probably would have been kept in the dark his whole life.”

"Actually, he brought it on himself. Who told him to love someone who didn't love him back and to grovel like a lapdog? There are too many people like that, which is why men's reputation continues to be ruined."

As the two argued, the other contestants from the Fal Academy turned their attention to them, their faces showing surprise.

"you!"

Dick was furious, but he didn't know how to refute it for a moment. After all, it was a fact that he had been someone's lapdog, the kind who would come when called and leave when dismissed.

"Alright, the competition is about to start, what's with you fighting amongst yourselves here?"

The teacher in charge of the team said helplessly, seemingly to advise them, but actually out of ideas. The two had been arguing and bickering ever since they started participating in the competition.

At first, he thought it was because the two had a good relationship. Young and ambitious men are often unwilling to accept other geniuses, but they also appreciate each other.

However, after spending time with him, he discovered that this was not the case.

Adolf is lively and gets along well with everyone, while Dick is more taciturn and belongs to the type who specializes in cooking but is naive about the ways of the world.

To maintain team unity and ease tensions among members, Adolf would often strike up conversations with Dick, hoping to improve their relationship.

Dick always ignored him and sometimes even made sarcastic remarks. The two often argued about this, and he had to act as a peacemaker many times.

Now we finally know the reason.

How could anyone not be angry when their childhood sweetheart is snatched away by a frivolous man who keeps throwing tantrums at them?

However, judging from Adolf's description, the woman wasn't a good person either, and it might actually be a good thing that she was taken away by her.

Poor Dick.

Separating the two, the teacher looked at Dick, who was gradually calming down, with pity, but worried that he would see it, so she turned her head slightly away.

This isn't his fault. No man could accept it. If your childhood sweetheart had found a good person, that would be one thing, but she turned out to be a jerk.

Because of his lively personality, Adolf also had ambiguous relationships with several girls in the team, making him a true scumbag.

"But Adolf is right."

"He and Dick are the strongest pair here, and they've teamed up before, making them the most likely duo to win the third match."

Looking at the Dark Cuisine World members chatting away without any sense of tension, the teacher leading the team from Fal Academy couldn't help but feel a little troubled.

Having the two compete together? They just had a falling out, and now they're supposed to cooperate? That's a bit far-fetched. It would be a minor mistake if they made a fool of themselves, but a major problem would be making a fool of themselves.

As for having the two participate in a one-on-one duel.

This makes it even more difficult to win. Given the strength that Lia and Tadokoro Megumi have shown, Tadokoro Megumi might still have a chance to win, but Lia and the others are simply no match for them.

However, it remains to be seen whether this round of matches will be arranged in the same order as the previous round.

From his perspective, the arrangements for the last match were terrible, failing to bring out the true potential of these players.

The reason they were able to defeat the Qingzhen Temple was mainly because of their superior strength, and also because the Qingzhen Temple was careless and failed to analyze their opponent's strength.

If they had just analyzed the situation a little and adjusted the team's order of play, they wouldn't have lost that match so badly.

Thinking of this, the teacher in charge of the team from Fal Academy couldn't help but sigh. He was really annoyed. Where did this monster come from?

You've never heard of Ming before. He appeared with an invincible presence, and even those long-established academies were no match for him.

Sometimes he really wanted to give up; with such a huge gap in strength, what was the point of even trying?

"Please welcome both teams to the stage."

Just then, Judge Mr. Lin's words reached everyone's ears. His voice was so penetrating that it immediately silenced both sides.

"Let's go. According to the procedure, we should go up and greet them now before the competition begins."

Upon hearing the sound in the Dark Cuisine area, Bai Yuan remained indifferent. As he spoke, he was the first to stand up from his chair and lead his team toward the cooking station.

On the other side, the students from Fal Academy exchanged glances and, led by their teacher, climbed onto the cooking station together. Their hearts were racing, clearly showing their nervousness.

Even they were somewhat surprised to discover this. The last time they had this feeling was when the champion, Dongfang Academy, came in previous years.

Unfortunately, Dongfang Academy was eliminated in the quarterfinals this year, which was a huge upset!

Chapter 431 Mo Ben, President of the Gourmet Association

"Now, please come to the stage and promise that friendship comes first and competition second in this competition."

Everything proceeded according to plan. After going on stage, the two sides shook hands and then declared that friendship comes first and competition second.

After shaking hands and exchanging pleasantries, both teams stepped off the stage one after another. Judge Mr. Lin also stood in front of the audience, bent down, and spoke in an impassioned tone.

"So, the first match, according to the lists submitted by both academies, is between Alice Nakiri from the Dark Cuisine world and Muse from Fal Academy!"

As he finished speaking, the crowd erupted in cheers, and the audience below the stage looked on with excitement, eagerly anticipating the upcoming match.

They don't care who is stronger or weaker; what they want to see is a spectacular culinary duel, a clash of culinary skills between the two chefs.

"There's nothing to watch in this competition. Muse from Far Academy only reached the level of Master Chef this year, while Alice is a three-star Master Chef. There's no comparison at all."

Unlike the audience, Erina Nakiri and her group valued the result more.

Although she didn't get along with Alice Nakiri, she had to admit how capable she was, having reached the three-star chef level at such a young age.

In comparison, Muse, sent by the Fael Academy, was pitifully weak.

While there are exceptional cases where top-tier chefs have managed to defeat three-star chefs, the girls in the world of culinary disasters don't believe their opponents have that ability.

"Indeed, the first battle should be easy."

Yoshino Yuuki responded in a compliant manner, her gaze towards Nakiri Alice carrying a somewhat ambiguous meaning. She wanted her to win, yet also wanted her to accidentally lose the match, so that in the end they could step in and turn the tide.

These complicated thoughts were causing Yoshino Yuuki a lot of distress, but soon, a warm little hand grasped hers, and when she turned around, she was surprised to find it was Tadokoro Megumi.

Although they didn't speak, in that instant of eye contact, seeing Tadokoro Megumi's gentle smile, Yoshino Yuuki miraculously relaxed.

"Watch me take this victory!"

Ignoring the discussion between Erina Nakiri, Yuuki Yoshino, and the others, Alice Nakiri remained serious and did not lower her guard despite the weakness of her opponent.

She herself once defeated a master chef as a first-class chef, so she knows what kind of strength a person can unleash when they are in good condition.

Now, all she has to do is to do her utmost to prevent her opponents from having the slightest opportunity to exploit the situation!

Stepping onto the arena, Alice Nakiri looked at the man in front of her, and he looked back at her as well, invisible flames burning around them.

"My strength is not as good as yours, but I will do my best, and I hope you will not hold back either."

Suddenly, French team member Muse spoke up, frankly admitting his shortcomings. He was arranged to go first, and was there to be cannon fodder.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, he was the weakest of the French chefs, barely reaching the level of a master chef in his twenties, with only average talent and skill.

Even if he is completely outmatched and loses the game, it won't lead to an irreversible outcome.

"I can't hold back, but you've already given up before the competition even started. I don't really like that kind of personality, and it's hard for you to reach the pinnacle of cooking."

Seeing Muse readily admit her shortcomings, Alice Nakiri's initially passionate expression turned cold, and her words became dry and stilted.

"My goal is not to climb to some vague and ethereal extreme realm. For someone as mediocre as me, even if I try my whole life, I will never be able to reach that realm."

My goal is to make a name for myself in this competition and then get accepted by a decent restaurant.

"A high income, a beautiful wife, two or three children, and a happy family—that's the meaning of life."

Muse's words carried a hint of emotion.

This is something he has always dreamed of, but unfortunately he has never had the chance to realize it. He spends every day either studying cooking or on his way to study cooking.

Now he finally has the time; after this competition, his youth will come to an end.

When I return to my hometown with my top-ranking results from the college exchange competition, I'm sure I'll be welcomed by all the restaurants there.

I remember the owner of the Blue Grid Restaurant had a lovely daughter. If I applied for the head chef position there, I could develop a relationship with her while working at the restaurant...

I reckon it won't be long before I win the heart of my beloved!

“Your dream is simple, so there’s nothing wrong with that, but participating in the competition with this kind of mentality is definitely not a good thing.”

Upon hearing Muse's account, Alice Nakiri's expression became complicated, and she remained silent for a moment before uttering these words.

In her view, participating in a competition would be meaningless if it wasn't for the purpose of winning.

Even if you can't win, you must believe that you can win and be willing to do your best for it. After all, people who believe in miracles are just as amazing as miracles themselves!

"But you can't win, you can't win. If you were just a one-star chef, I could still try my best, but you're a three-star chef..."

No matter how hard we try, it's all in vain. The gap between us is just too big, too big to be bridged by effort. It's better to give up from the beginning.

If you don't have expectations, you won't be disappointed.

Faced with Alice Nakiri's accusations, Muse stroked the kitchen counter, her eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

He had too many expectations, but in the end, none of them met his expectations. Every time he failed, he eventually stopped expecting anything.

"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together. Let's begin."

After listening to Muse's words, Alice Nakiri waved her hand, clearly not wanting to continue listening to her thoughts, as this was completely opposite to the path she wanted to take.

"You'll understand later that sometimes stability is the best choice!"

"But at least not now."

"The theme of this competition is ribbonfish, and the time limit is half an hour. The two contestants can go to the ingredient storeroom to select ingredients under the guidance of the servants."

Just as Alice Nakiri and Muse were having a heated discussion.

Seeing that the atmosphere was right, Mr. Lin held the microphone and spoke passionately, while the two large characters "ribbonfish" appeared on the big screen in the sky.

The match lasts for half an hour.

Footsteps echoed in the long, quiet corridor.

Led by his attendant, Bai Yuan headed towards a room on the seventh floor, towards the back.

"This is the place. The president has been waiting here for a long time."

The attendant leading the way had a clear, crisp voice. As she spoke, she stepped aside to make way for him to enter the room.

Seeing this, Bai Yuan did not hesitate and stepped into the room. He then saw a white-haired, white-bearded, robust, and upright old man wearing a Zhongshan suit.