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by fnovelpiaLuna continued to follow Dyers after that.
No matter how good he did, she repeatedly denied Dyers’ good deeds by making biased assumptions.
For example, when he gave a drink to an old man who was cleaning hard, it may have simply been because it was past its expiration date.
When a member of the herbal medicine department apologized for touching his hand with dirt on it, he said it was okay because it was not dirty at all, which was probably just for networking purposes.
The facial expressions he sometimes shows toward people expressing gratitude may be to hide his ugly intentions.
Luna felt increasingly worse.
“Is this Chef Dyer’s country?”
“That’s the bread that Dyers made. I really wanted to try it once.”
“Is this chin t-shirt? The combination is also quite interesting. I think this intense red color is already stimulating me?”
Three men and women in suits began to observe his store with intense eyes.
Perhaps because they were tired of waiting in a very long line, they naturally cut in line.
“What are those people? Why are you cutting in line so proudly?”
“…You don’t know those people.”
“Of course I don’t know. Oh, since you majored in the restaurant industry, do you know these people? Are you famous?”
“..We are a trio called ‘Chef Hunters’: Bia, Ruffle, and Pua. They are scary guys who cruelly destroy the pride of rookie chefs who have grown up enough to eat their food. Her skills are top-notch, and that woman, Bia, in particular, is infamous for being a cruel poisonous snake.”
The surrounding attention is focused on one student’s lengthy explanation. The student’s name was Rulang, one of Jenna’s friends.
Events like this always bring joy to students who are tired of competition.
“Isn’t that just gourmet food? No, I know you’re a gourmet, but why are you cutting in line? What kind of government post is that?”
“Of course. All the restaurants approved by the self-respecting ‘chef hunter’ were huge hits. At our academy alone, we’ve only received a star from one of those people. It was the greatest humiliation of the student council, the district in charge.”
“You really are serious about cooking..”
“But the person who worked at the student cafeteria before was quite delicious…”
An excited Rulang took on the role of commentary on the battle between Dyers and the Chef Hunter.
They were masters of cutting in line, and before they knew it, they were right in front of Dyers and Pur.
Bia, the leader of the hunters, opened her mouth to him.
“Hello? We know, right? I don’t think there’s a need for a long explanation. Would you like to show only the menus you’re most confident in?”
Dyers spat out without even looking at Bia.
“Has it finally arrived?”
“Huh? Do you know me?”
“No, I don’t know.”
“……”
He continued speaking to her, who was dumbfounded.
“I don’t sell food to people who cut in line. If you want to eat, stand in line properly and then wait your turn.”
“…ya. It’s been a while since we’ve seen a store fight against us, so it’s refreshing again, isn’t it? I like you.”
“This is a coincidence. I don’t like you.”
Eyes cross in the air. Neither of them backed down an inch.
The timid Pur crouched like a crouch this time.
The fight between a viper filled with venom and a sharp-tongued speaker with a dagger in his tongue was enough to elicit reactions from onlookers.
In particular, the praise incitement from pro-Dyers faction members who were secretly infiltrating stood out.
Of course, no one, including them, knew the identity of the Dyers faction.
“That’s right. That’s a normal boss. Where is the boss who discriminates against customers?”
“No matter how poisonous the snake is, just hit it with a hammer and that’s it. As expected, it’s Dyers.”
“But isn’t that the same for Dyers?”
“Are you doubting that person now?”
“Yaya Lurang. Senior Dyers, is it okay to say something like that? He’s famous in this field.”
“Of course not..! Do you know how much impact their words have? No matter how senior you are, this is a mistake. You should quickly go and stop it..!”
“I really don’t like him as a person, but as a chef, there is nothing wrong with him. I’ll go behind you and wait.”
“There is no need to explain. Because even young children know that they have to follow the order.”
“It is the power of the group that makes that innocent little child grow up and become servile. People like you are rare.”
“People like you are rare.”
Bia smiled slightly at Dyers, who didn’t say a word until the end, and then obediently stepped back.
“…There is no need to do this. As expected, it’s senior Dyers. I thought you were watching this far.”
“Lurang. There’s no need to try so hard..”
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Finally, their turn came and Dyers’ dish came out.
It’s a bungeobbang with a simple combination of rice cake and spring roll.
Chef Hunter began to savor the food one after another.
After finishing their meal, they put down their spoons.
Dyers couldn’t understand them using spoons to eat bungeoppang, but decided to ignore them.
Since there are three people, the perfect score is three stars.
Two men took turns holding up the scoreboard.
“Half a star.”
“One star.”
Exclamations erupted from all around.
“Ohhh!”
“For those who find it difficult to get even a single star, it’s already 1.5 stars!”
“But there are still a lot of people here, so doesn’t that mean I can’t eat at all anymore?”
“I see..?
“Wooo!”
“Quickly lower the star rating!! You bastards!!”
The exclamation soon turned into malicious despair.
Bia quietly savored Dyers’ food until the end and then spat it out.
“This price, this speed, this taste. Plus, I took a quick look and the kitchen is so clean it’s almost perfect. Do you have something like myelopathy or obsessive-compulsive disorder?”
“There is no such thing.”
“I see. Sorry, I didn’t mean to be sarcastic. I didn’t mean to do that, I just…”
As she was eating food quietly, her expression became blank. The afterword was also cut off in a blur.
Dyers confirmed this and started preparing a new dish.
Pur smiled softly as he saw him working more seriously than ever.
The current Dyers will not be able to stop no matter who tries to stop them.
The strong, unique smell of the sauce irritates her nose.
“…What is it? haha. That’s strange. It was definitely not a bad dish, but it felt oddly unpleasant. And this smell…”
“…..Sister? Why are you suddenly like this?”
“It was definitely not bad, but it was still a food stall. It couldn’t have covered up the poor quality of the main menu, but why are you like this?”
“Shut up, everyone. Just… shut up.”
When Dyers served the last dish,
Bia’s doubt soon becomes certainty.
Confidence soon turns into a spice called longing, stimulating the taste buds.
“This dish was prepared for you.”
At first glance, you might think it is an arrogant expression of self-exaltation.
However, Bia was able to naturally know who he was exalting.
“…Gambas. It’s been so long. Can I eat it?”
“If the customers don’t eat the food, the chef can’t feel any reward.”
“I see. Then I will eat it.”
She continued eating, stuffing the ripe shrimp into her mouth.
Bia was the granddaughter of an old man who ran the student cafeteria at this academy.
After seeing her grandmother suffer tremendously from a young age, she wanted her grandmother to stop working.
The granddaughter, a successful gourmet, told him several times to stop working and take care of his health first, but the old man just said it was okay and always made food for him.
It was Gambas.
“I didn’t want to see my grandmother having a hard time at this academy.”
She endlessly stuffs pieces of bread into her mouth and lets out an unintelligible sound.
These were words that only someone who had encountered her grandmother as a ghost could understand.
“It was no wonder that hot oil splashed all the time and got hurt. It was so annoying to carry heavy ingredients all the time without knowing that it was going to put a strain on my waist. The most annoying thing is that even though I tried to stop him, he still insists on doing it.”
“……”
Dyers closed his eyes and listened to her.
“So, despite being a successful gourmet, I left the worst review. It’s trash food that’s not worth eating. I thought that if I said that, Grandma would stop working.”
“I couldn’t quit.”
“Are you familiar with it? I guess he was close with the grandmother. That’s right, the grandmother continued to work and was eventually kicked out. Just because of me.”
“…….”
Despite Dyers’ silence, Bia continued speaking.
I couldn’t exactly cut it off.
“I took away my grandmother’s only joy. The person called granddaughter. I apologized to my grandmother, but she just said it was okay and always made me gambas. That wasn’t what I wanted.”
“I see.”
“I didn’t have the shame to meet my grandmother again. So, I was planning to become the most successful gourmet and request this academy again. Please take my grandmother back. The best gourmets can recommend chefs. But now the meaning has disappeared.”
“Because my grandmother has now disappeared from this world.”
Bia clenched her fists as if she was in pain.
“Gambas and other dishes all have sauces that I learned from my grandmother, right? It must have been difficult to imitate that.”
“I had a brief encounter with a kite while I was alive.”
“I knew that would happen.”
Bia nodded as if she agreed.
In fact, Dyers had never seen her grandmother before.
“This is a truly subjective evaluation and unprofessional, but… this dish deserves just a few stars for me. Because..”
“Because it’s a dish just for you.”
Bia pursed her lips at Dyers’ words.
I don’t know why, but I couldn’t keep my mouth shut.
He held out an old notebook to her, who lowered her head.
When I opened the notebook, there were all kinds of recipes written in it.
These were all her favorite dishes.
Bia desperately looked away from her notebook.
“…..Thank you. Thank you so much… but I don’t think I deserve this. How can I accept this? How could the person who took away my grandmother’s only joy?”
“While I was meeting my grandmother and learning to cook, I was asked a favor.”
“Huh..?”
He conveys the wish of a deceased person who has already attained Buddhahood to the woman who looks at him with puzzled eyes.
A necromancer is a being who connects the living and the dead.
“He said he wanted to feed Gambas again. You said you wanted to see me eating gambas deliciously.”
“……”
“Was the food delicious?”
Bia was lost in thought at his simple question.
Gambas was clearly not enough to compare to the high-end dishes she ate as a gourmet. The liver was salty and there was too much fat.
The expression ‘old-fashioned cuisine’ was perfect. It’s rough and rough.
Nevertheless, nevertheless.
“…I’ll tell you it was the most delicious meal in the world.”
She loved Gambas.
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