Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Culinary Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 1000 Do I look like someone who likes to read harem anime?

"Broly, did you come into the bookstore just to buy a cookbook?"

Seeing the books Broly had chosen, Erina Nakiri raised an eyebrow.

"Well, I don't know how to cook many dishes, so I plan to learn some by looking at recipes."

Broly nodded, but in reality he didn't have any books he wanted to buy, so he just picked a few that looked useful.

"Looking at recipes, what real skills can you learn from that, especially since the authors are mostly people whose names you've never heard of?"

Erina Nakiri was somewhat dissatisfied with Broly buying the cookbook, because instead of consulting her, his super-skilled teacher who was right next to him, he planned to learn cooking from cookbooks edited by some unknown nobody.

"Erina-sama, the authors on those books are quite famous. In fact, some of them are senior students who have successfully graduated from our Totsuki Academy."

Hisako Shinomiya glanced at the author names on some cookbooks in Broly's hand and had to lean close to her young mistress's ear to whisper a reminder.

"Well----"

Erina Nakiri was taken aback, but Totsuki Academy was a business run by the Nakiri family, and it wouldn't do for her, the eldest daughter of the Nakiri family, to deliberately undermine the platform her family had built.

However, being as stubborn as she was, she couldn't admit she'd said something wrong. She could only stand there with her hands on her hips, stubbornly saying, "So what? Are those people as good as me? Broly doesn't come to me, a much better teacher, to learn cooking, but instead plans to teach himself by reading books. Isn't that just plain stupid?"

"Erina-sensei, do you have time to tutor me?"

Upon hearing this, Broly's eyes lit up and he asked, "Now the person who mainly guides me in cooking is Hisako Shinto. Erina Nakiri only personally guided me a few days before I entered the Sixth Cuisine Building. After that, the whole process was left to Hisako Shinto."

"Ah, this—"

Erina Nakiri also realized what was going on, but to take back what she had said earlier seemed like a contradiction to herself.

"If I have time, I will definitely guide you—"

In the end, Erina Nakiri could only say this, trying to save face.

"Alright, I won't buy these cookbooks. If there's anything I want to learn to cook in the future, I'll just go and ask you, Erina-sensei."

Broly hadn't come to the bookstore to buy cookbooks in the first place, but now that he heard he might have a chance to meet Erina Nakiri in the future, he promptly put the cookbooks back in his hand.

Teaching by books is not as good as teaching by a young girl. Being taught by books can only satisfy one's physical desires, but being taught by a young girl might allow one to cultivate more factors that contribute to happiness in the process.

"I meant I'll personally guide you when I have time—"

Erina Nakiri corrected him from the side.

"I know, so in order to increase the chances that you will have time to instruct me, Erina-sensei, I plan to give you some more gifts."

Broly, seizing the opportunity, nodded in agreement.

"A gift? Let me tell you first, I don't even look at ordinary gifts."

"Don't worry, the gift I'm giving you is books, Ms. Erina. You can choose any books you like to take home from this bookstore."

When giving gifts, it's important to choose the right ones. Erina Nakiri will choose the gifts herself, while Broly will simply be the one who pays the bill in the end.

"Any kind of book is fine?!"

Erina Nakiri asked, her eyes wide.

"Yes, any books are fine, as long as you like them."

Broly nodded in response.

"Great! I can finally buy all the comic books I want to read."

Despite the excitement she felt, Erina Nakiri didn't voice the words she wanted to say. She was the eldest daughter of the Nakiri family, one of the current Elite Ten of Totsuki Academy, and a dazzling figure in the eyes of others.

And things like liking to read shoujo manga are hobbies that seem like those of an otaku, so how could they be easily exposed to outsiders?

"Hmph, I don't need any cooking-related books that you can buy at a regular bookstore."

Unable to directly express her true preferences, Erina Nakiri began to sulk again, and replied to Broly in a somewhat irritable manner.

"Then I won't give you cookbooks. Hmm, let me think about what kind of books to give you. Oh, how about I give you some manga books, Erina-sensei?"

Broly observed Erina Nakiri's reaction upon entering the bookstore and initially assumed she was only paying attention to it because of her interest in knowledge.

But after discovering what Erina Nakiri was looking at, Broly dismissed the idea and is now trying to confirm whether what she is paying attention to is as he has observed.

"real?!"

Erina Nakiri's reaction was particularly genuine; her eyes lit up when she heard that Broly was going to give her some comic books.

But then she realized that her attitude was a bit off, so she quickly coughed and said, "I'm actually not interested in comic books or anything like that."

"Shall I send a different type of book?"

"etc----"

"Um?"

"Well, what I mean is, the books here are basically useless to me, and between useless and useless, comic books can at least help pass the time."

Yes, if you insist on giving me a gift, I think this type of book would be more meaningful than others. It might even give me more free time to teach you how to cook some new dishes.

After saying that, Erina Nakiri added, "Yeah, that's right, it's just the tallest among the short, definitely not the kind of comic books I really want."

The girl's explanation sounded more like a blatant attempt to cover something up. Broly, Hisako Shinoto, and Ikumi Mito, seeing her bright eyes and earnest expression as she spoke, all inwardly thought the same thing: [She clearly really wants it—]

Of course, it's impossible to expose them; you have to go along with the person you're trying to win over if they have a slightly arrogant personality.

Broly walked up to the bookshelf displaying comic books and looked at the large number of comic books, most of which were priced between 500 and 600 yen.

He really wanted to say, "I'll get one of each and pack it in my bag," but considering that his pockets weren't very full, he refrained from such a generous act.

"Erina-sensei, I don't have enough money to buy you all of them. I don't know what kind of manga you like, so I'll pick some for you."

"Yes, I want it—"

Erina Nakiri instinctively wanted to directly say which shoujo manga she wanted to read, but she stopped halfway through her sentence because she realized that she had to maintain her persona of not liking shoujo manga. So she said, "I don't usually read these things. Just pick any new manga that you like."

Although I can't catch up on the parts I missed before, at least I can see the latest ones. That's right, I'll choose the latest volume of shoujo manga that was just released recently. I haven't thought of an excuse yet to ask Hisako to buy it for me. Anything will do.

"In that case, I'll choose this one."

After listening to Erina Nakiri's words, Broly picked up a comic book that he liked and said to the girl.

"Young man, fight with all your might in another world, and then meet girls of all kinds, Volume 3."

Hisako Shinto read out the name of the manga, and Erina Nakiri's face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot. The name of this manga sounded like a harem manga. She could accept a shonen manga, but who wanted to read a story about a two-dimensional character building a harem in a manga?

No, she actually prefers harem anime aimed at female viewers, like the kind that's called "Ouran High School Host Club".

[Erina Nakiri, happiness level is decreasing————]

"Um, Erina-sensei, don't you like this?"

Broly picked it up because he felt a connection to the otherworldly aspect and the idea of ​​meeting different types of girls, but now it seems the girl doesn't like it.

"What, do you really think I'd like to read a story about a male anime character building a harem in another world?"

Erina Nakiri didn't answer but asked a question in return.

"Well----"

Broly suddenly realized that the path to conquering this world was long and arduous.

However, he quickly suppressed his frustration. He realized that his initial reluctance to accept his wives as concubines could be gradually changed.

Yes, when feelings deepen, one is naturally more willing to accept one's own flaws. And now, he has to convince the girl in front of him who rejects the harem element.

It deepens one's feelings for oneself.

"Then I'll choose another one."

Broly stopped looking for books based on his own preferences and started picking them up one by one to show to Erina Nakiri.

Erina Nakiri, with her tsundere personality, didn't directly say which ones she liked, but instead answered by saying which one looked good and which one didn't.

By observing the changes in Erina Nakiri's happiness level on the Crystal Palace panel, Broly quickly picked out her favorite manga from a pile of comic books.

Broly paid at the front desk and handed Erina the thick paper bag containing the comic books. He then received a notification from Crystal Palace that Erina's happiness level was continuously rising.

Of course, even without this information, Erina Nakiri's joy at getting the manga she wanted was clearly visible on her face.

[I thought she wanted knowledge, but she actually wanted comic books. So, I thought Mito Ikumi liked shooting games, but is that what she really wants?]

Broly helped carry Erina's doll, and as he looked at the three girls walking ahead, this thought involuntarily came to mind.

Hmm, instead of guessing, it's better to just ask the other person what they think.

Broly stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with Mito Ikumi, and took the initiative to speak: "Miss Mito."

"Broly, what can I do for you? Do you want to ask me about meat cooking?"

Mito Ikumi looked at him curiously.

"No, I just wanted to ask, do you like shooting games?"

Broly shook his head and got straight to the point.

"Uh, I don't like it, so what?"

Mito Ikumi speaks the truth.

"So, what you really like is actually this teddy bear in your hand?"

Broly added.

"Ah, you, you're talking nonsense. I actually don't like this either—"

Mito Ikumi instinctively denied it, but her body betrayed her, hugging the teddy bear tightly as if afraid it would be taken away.

"It's okay, I like dolls too, but I won't take yours."

Broly quickly reassured him.

"Well----"

Mito Ikumi realized that the person beside her was not her domineering father, and would not take the teddy bear from her arms and break it.

"Sorry, I overreacted."

Mito Ikumi took the initiative to apologize.

"It's nothing, but I'm a little curious, why would you deny the things you like?"

At this point, Broly lowered his voice.

"After all, Ms. Mito, you don't seem like the kind of girl Erina-sensei to me."

Hisako Shinto, who was walking in the middle, also pricked up her ears, while Erina Nakiri, who was walking at the front, was completely unaware of what was happening behind her.

"I----"

Mito Ikumi hesitated for a moment, then, thinking about how the boy next to her had taken the initiative to stand up for her tonight, she told him about how her father had torn up and ruined the toy bear that her mother had given her as a birthday present when she was a child.

"My father doesn't allow me to like dolls, which is something only girls like, and I don't want my liking to cause them to get broken, so I subconsciously deny it."

"I see. But Miss Mito, aren't you a girl?"

"I am a girl, but I am the only girl in my family. The future heir of the Mito family cannot be a weak girl. She must be stronger than a boy and able to shoulder the family business. So, although I am a girl, my father does not allow me to be a normal girl."

After Mito Ikumi finished speaking, she apologized to Broly: "I'm sorry, I picked a fight with you tonight."

"It's okay, I don't blame you at all."

"You're actually a pretty good guy."

"I'm only nice to a select few. Um, Miss Mito, do you hate your father?"

"Uh, I was just a little scared before, but not to the point of hating it."

Mito Ikumi spoke the truth, and Broly thought for a while before saying, "In that case, I won't do anything more, but there's one thing you don't need to worry about."

"What is it?"

"The doll in your hand is one I beat down and gave to you. If your father finds out about it later, he won't allow you to like it and might even want to destroy it."

Then tell me, and I will protect it and never let it be destroyed by your father like your old teddy bear.

"Yes, I will personally persuade your father and tell him that you also have the right to choose what you like."

After Broly finished speaking, Mito Ikumi stared at him blankly. As her happiness level soared, the glamorous girl's face gradually turned red.

Broly's words sounded somewhat childish, but this was the first time someone had told her that she had the right to choose what she liked.

Mito Ikumi felt her heart beating a little fast, a feeling she was experiencing for the first time.

However, before she could even process this feeling, Erina Nakiri, who was walking ahead, noticed that the three people behind her had fallen behind.

He turned and ran back, yelling at the three who had fallen behind, "What are you doing? Walking so slowly, why aren't you catching up?"

"Ah, yes, Ms. Erina."

Mito Ikumi snapped out of her daze and quickly replied.

"What's wrong, Hisako? Why are you looking at me with that strange expression?"

Erina noticed that her childhood friend secretary had a strange expression, so she subconsciously asked her.

"No, it's just that it's not that we're walking slowly, but rather that Lady Erina is walking fast—"

[I was almost there, and completely missed the scene behind me that looked like something out of a shoujo manga.]

Hisako Niito gave a polite answer, but inwardly she thought to herself, "What do I mean?"

I have to say, secretly shipping couples is actually quite fun.

"Did I walk too fast?"

Erina Nakiri was somewhat puzzled, but the heavy paper package in her hand made her think that this might be the truth.

"Sorry, shall I walk slower then?"

She was indeed quite impatient and wanted to go back and read the new comic.