Zongman, can you be immortal with me for the rest of your life?

But these are just groundless rumors. It's also a misfortune for our family. A few years ago, our Nakiri family had a son-in-law, but something went wrong, so I kicked him out. I heard he's become quite famous in the US these days and wants to come back. I suspect he's involved, but the school can't be closed, so I'd like to ask you two to come and take a look."

Kerry's face twitched when he heard this.

Oh no, is this going to stir up some Hell Communication or Hell Girl thing in front of me?

Kazuma's expression also changed and he spoke to Kerry in a low voice.

"I was watching a new anime a while ago, and it seemed like this thing was in the Magical Record of Puella Magi Madoka Magica Gaiden. Did we run into a witch?"

Ps:

Sanae Kofutani: From the Touhou Project, a high school girl who entered Gensokyo from the real world.

Possesses the ability to cause miracles.

Desire: From Goodbye! Mr. Despair.

It seems that they are complaining about the daily life of Japanese politics with a bunch of beautiful female students, but in fact, the background is fixed to save the souls of the dead.

Mr. Shenwei: Shenwei who comes from the back and exorcises ghosts with his Niu Niu holy water.

The kind of Dio comics you can see on the Internet where you catch urban legends and start unzipping your pants are basically from him.

Chapter 49 Hello

Listening to the words of this non-lesbian magical girl commander, Kerry felt a little troubled.

He had thought it would be the kind of incident that would have a target right away, but he hadn't expected it to require an investigation.

But then he thought, if it really was something, maybe he and Kazuma would be able to find out just by smelling it, which would save him the trouble of being an investigator, so he nodded.

Although he couldn't understand what Chris and Kazuma were talking about, Nakiri Senzaemon felt a little relieved when he saw Chris nod.

Totsuki is the leader of the Japanese culinary world, but many of the students who study at Totsuki are heirs to large domestic and foreign food groups. If something really happens to a few of them, he will also have an unshirkable responsibility.

Moreover, the high-level chefs who continuously come out of here are the reason why Yuanyue has such a transcendent status. This place is the base and the top priority, so he is so anxious to find people who can solve the problem.

"In that case, I will have someone arrange identities for you two so that you can move around the school more easily. Accommodation has also been prepared for you. As someone without expertise, I won't be able to offer you any advice. If you need to investigate anything, you can always contact Totsuki's staff for assistance.

I’ll leave the old man’s affairs here to you.”

As he spoke, the old man with white hair and beard sat on the sofa with his hands on his thighs and bowed slightly to Kerry and Kazuma.

"You're welcome." Seeing this action, Kazuma also sat down and bowed in response.

"Originally, I should have cooked for you two today, but I'm really busy and can't spare the time..."

After a brief exchange of politeness, Nakiri Senzaemon left.

When Kerry and Kazuma walked out of the reception room, someone immediately brought them two signs.

Kazuma took the sign and looked at it.

"Pastry cooking consultant for the Tohsuki department."

Keri also picked up the one left by Kazuma and took a look at it.

"First year student at Totsuki High School, Dean of Studies.

I thought he would just be given the identity of a student, but I didn’t expect him to be a teacher.”

Kerry took the sign and hung it on his chest.

This identity arrangement seems to make it convenient for the two to enter and exit various places. They can enter the separate cooking club in the name of a consultant, and they can enter the school hospital and male and female dormitories in the name of the dean of studies.

Led by the staff, the two arrived at their residence, where everything was prepared, including various daily necessities, even Totsuki's teacher uniform and chef uniforms that fit their figures.

20 minutes later, Kazuma changed into a teacher's uniform, adjusted the badge on his chest, and knocked on Kerry's door with a thermos in his hand.

He found that Kerry seemed to have asked the staff to send a guitar bag, and was carrying the bag on his back to adjust the length of the strap.

"Hey? Chris, can you play the guitar? But even if you can, you don't have to carry it here, right?"

"It's okay, I just asked them to get me a fire axe and a chainsaw and I had nowhere to put them." Chris weighed the guitar bag behind him and turned to look at Sato Kazuma.

"What are you doing?"

In response to Keri's question, Kazuma adjusted his collar.

"I think since we've accepted other people's things, we should start investigating as soon as possible. Let's go to the teaching building first."

Kerry was happy.

"You, you're not trying to show off in front of students just because you were a student all along and suddenly became a teacher, right?"

"Ahem! Director Kerry, please be mindful of your words. As a new advisor to this school, how can I ignore the students' behavior during class?"

Although Kerry revealed his inner thoughts, Kazuma remained calm and composed. He thought that he would just treat it as a trip until he found anything unusual.

Kerry laughed, tightened his guitar bag on his back, and followed him out.

It is morning now. As a culinary academy famous for its internal competition, where only 20% or even less of the students graduate normally, the second class is now in progress.

Kerry and Kazuma rode their scooters to the teaching building where the staff said they were and started to walk around the building floor by floor.

Kazuma originally wanted to use some of the dean's tricks and arrest one or two students who were distracted in class.

The result disappointed Kazuma greatly.

Looking through the windows of each classroom, you can't find any lazy students at all.

The students in the cooking theory class were all busy writing as they watched the teacher explain and practice at the podium, while the students in the formal classes were basically concentrating on fighting a desperate battle with the food at their own kitchen counters.

This crappy school basically has theoretical classes in the junior high school section. Once you get to the senior section, the courses are almost all practical. If you fail five times or get the lowest evaluation, you will be eliminated directly.

Under this system, even if students don't have any homework, they will basically spend the rest of their spare time studying cooking, for fear that they will be eliminated at any time.

A high-pressure atmosphere that is no less than that in the military permeates every corner of this academy.

Only two outsiders, Chris and Kazuma, didn't feel anything. They would stand at the door of some classrooms from time to time to smell the smell of food coming from the classroom.

Kazuma even gave off the vibe of a leader inspecting just by walking in the corridor, holding a thermos cup with his hands behind his back and pointing at everything he saw.

After scanning the junior high school, the two did not find anything unusual, but what was very confusing was that the first and second year students of high school in this school were not even in the same place, so after discussion, they decided to look separately.

Kerry is in charge of the first year of high school.

It was the season when the deep red Kanhizakura had not yet completely withered, and the pink and white Ishiwari cherry blossoms had not yet bloomed. Chris strolled in the corridor of the senior department, watching the blood-red cherry blossoms swaying outside the window.

He took a deep breath, carefully distinguishing whether there was any smell that would stimulate his appetite among the various spices in the air.

Thinking back to the message that Nakiri Senzaemon had said, he shook his head.

"While it's safe to rush into it, the fact that he's already asking for help suggests he's aware of the situation and that there might be a problem at school. Even so, he hasn't closed the school.

Is that old man hiding something from us?"

While walking with his head down, Kerry sorted out the circumstances of the incident in his mind.

"Cough cough!"

But as he walked, Kerry heard a cough.

"Classmate, are you wandering around here because you were eliminated?"

Kerry raised his head slightly, and a man wearing glasses came into Kerry's sight. The man seemed to want to stand in front of Kerry to get Kerry's attention, but Kerry was so engrossed in his thoughts that he almost bumped into him, so he had to cough to remind him.

"Ah, you don't seem to recognize me, classmate. What a shame! I'm Eizun Eizun from the second grade. If you're confused about your future, you can talk to me."

The other party acted as if Kerry would know who he was if he told his name, and narrowed his eyes slightly, waiting for an exclamation.

After hearing the other party's name, Kerry seemed to remember that there was such a character in Food Wars!, who seemed to be the ninth of their Totsuki Ten.

So Kerry nodded.

"Hello, Rui Shanzhi-san, why are you hanging out outside instead of attending class? Which class are you in? I'm going to give you a failing grade."

Ps:

Eizan Ezuya: From Food Wars!

Known as the Alchemist of Food, according to the other ten best contestants, if he studies culinary skills well, he may have the ability to surpass the first place. However, he is keen on using the status of a star contestant to make connections and build a business empire.

But to be honest, it seems more comfortable to pay for the meal than to cook for others.

His unique skill is to make recipes for fast food restaurants and pre-prepared meals more delicious, so that the stores can run better, but he is also a profit-seeking and very stingy person.

Chapter 50: The God of Peeping?!

what?

Eishan Ezu was also stunned.

Because the top ten students have many business activities, they do not need to attend regular classes as long as they pass the assessments they take regularly.

For example, the famous Erina Nakiri often needs to participate in tasting activities at various famous restaurants around the world.

Eizun Eizun was originally planning to use this opportunity to develop his own downline, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

Students who have suffered a lot in school are at the lowest point in their lives. Just a few words may make them a die-hard fan. Moreover, this is Totsuki. Maybe they can find one or two future heirs of a century-old store or the son of a big food supplier.

Unexpectedly, damn, how come I seemed to have met the teacher?

Eishan Ezu also took off his glasses, wiped them with a cloth, and checked Kerry's name tag.

No one in a place like Totsuki would dare to falsify things so blatantly, so they quickly changed their appearance.

"I'm very sorry, Mr.... I'm one of the Ten Great Masters of Totsuki. I'm currently working on a cooking project and don't have any regular classes scheduled."

Kerry frowned.

"So what if you're one of the top ten? You need to have a good attitude towards learning. You can't be like this.

So, let me ask you, where in Japan are there any century-old shops?"

"Uh..." Upon hearing Kerry's question, Ruishan Ezu was also stunned. Although he was confused as to why the test had suddenly started, this question really stumped him. As a chef who was pursuing business, he couldn't imagine that there were no century-old shops in Japan. After all, Japan did not experience a revolution and directly transitioned to the so-called modern society. In addition, a lot of land was permanently privately held, so century-old shops could be seen everywhere. He searched a lot of information in his mind and gave a tentative answer.

"Is it Hokkaido?"

"Of course it's Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Really, how did you learn culinary history?" Chris lectured with a stern face.

Ruishan Ezu was also choked. He wanted to say something, but he really couldn't refute it, so he could only apologize repeatedly and then left in shame.

He frowned only when he turned a corner.

Something was wrong. Totsuki had never had a separate grade director before. Could it be that the previous incident had become so serious that it attracted the school's attention? I must go back and have a good talk with my subordinates.

After dealing with the farce, Kerry walked around the teaching building again, but still found nothing, so he met Kazuma in the high school cafeteria as agreed.

Because it is a culinary college, the cafeteria is of an unusual size. However, there are few students here. Instead, there are more teachers from various grades.

Occasionally, a few students would come in a hurry, buy some things at the food store next to the cafeteria, and then leave. Or some would go to the convenience store in front of the door to pick up some seasonings and rice balls and then leave quickly.

It seems that even during lunch break, these students are busy with their studies.

"How is it? I didn't find anything over there."

Kerry and Kazuma met in front of the cafeteria window. Kazuma seemed to have arrived earlier than Kerry and had even ordered food in the cafeteria.

Kerry shook his head, indicating that he had not found anything.

After having a very good lunch, since they had already been to the teaching building in the morning, they separated in the afternoon to search for culinary research clubs in various branches across the school.

As a result, when Kerry was driving his scooter around the campus, he didn't expect that the clues would come to him.

"Huff, huff!" A girl with long black hair covering her eyes stood in front of Kerry, panting.

"Classmate, what's the matter?" Kerry looked at this strange girl with some confusion.

The girl in front of him was a little dirty, with some branches hanging on her body and some mud on the tips of her shoes.

A head of unkempt black hair covered her face, as if Sadako had crawled out of the TV. Kerry could vaguely see that she had a pair of blood-red eyes.

"I'm Nao Sadatsuka, a student of the 92nd class, and a member of the academy's security."

The girl first introduced herself, then looked around, confirmed that there was no one around, and then moved closer to Kerry and spoke in a low voice.

"Teacher, I have something I want to talk to you about. Can we talk over there?"

The girl pointed to a small house not far away.

As the girl approached, Chris did not smell any body fragrance on the girl that seemed to be completely inconsistent with biological common sense. Instead, he smelled a slightly smelly odor.

Even Kerry couldn't bear the smell and turned his face away.