Chapter 21 The judges appear again

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"It really is..."

"Whatever it takes!"

Zhao Fuyu looked at the appearance of the commercial street outside and couldn't help but sigh, with a little anger in his eyes.

Not far away from him, wearing a turban and looking lazily awake, he was also the owner of the Yukihira Restaurant, who had participated in the conversation before but had never spoken. He was holding a cigarette.

He also looked helpless and shook his head.

"It's really irritating..."

There was anger in his mouth, but there was no trace of it on his face.

It is the 'Shura' who has now been renamed Yukihira Seiichiro, the former Totsuki.

He is also the father of the male protagonist of Shokuge no Soul World.

But now, he is just the owner of a family restaurant that Zhao Fuyu knows.

In fact, he was very surprised when Grandma Zhao Fuyu took him to meet Uncle Xingping a long time ago.

You will know it only after being in contact with it for a long time.

Apart from his cooking skills, this Mr. Seiichiro is just a middle-aged decadent uncle.

My biggest hobby in my spare time is to compare "dark and unpalatable dishes" with my son to see who makes the more unpalatable dishes.

"The dark way of managing people has always been like this."

Knowing that his identity could not be hidden from Zhao Fuyu, Seiichiro did not hide anything and waved his hand.

"Anyway, I won't stand out. That stupid boy hasn't gotten involved in these things yet."

"At least we have to wait for the second half of the year. This time the commercial street depends on you, Brother Fuyu."

Having already made it clear that he has done nothing but work hard, Shura naturally cannot easily admit defeat, but this is not necessarily the case for Yukihira Seiichiro.

At most, he can guarantee that he can win the second Shoji, and if he still needs to send someone out in the third round.

It was up to Zhao Fuyu to step up.

This attitude also made Zhao Fuyu shrug, but he didn't care much about these things.

However, what he was hesitating about was that since these dark cooks even splashed ink and wrote in the middle of the night, they used other methods to mess with people's mentality.

So will there be some trouble with the judges?

This kind of worry is not without reason. The dark cooks don't care about the rules. As long as there is nothing agreed upon on the Shoji, they can use any means.

It also resulted in the addition of the term "death halberd" to these dark cooks' shikigami.

Many cooks have completely cut off their lives in the way of cooking due to their fight with dark cooks.

"No matter, let's talk about it."

"Your own strength is the most critical thing."

Zhao Fuyu looked at the bosses who had been cursing for a long time and were already preparing to clean up the writing on their facades, then turned around and walked towards his small shop.

Although he knew that after this incident, many people would probably hate the proprietress of the izakaya, but it was a blessing in disguise. He hoped that the proprietress would remember the lesson this time and not be so arrogant in the future.

...

Just when the commercial street was in full swing for Shokugeki, Shirahama Kenichi also met the girl who was destined to change his life in his school.

Fuulinji Miu!

Shirahama Kenichi was almost kicked out of the karate club because of a conflict with Daimonji.

The guy forces Kenichi to compete with him, and the loser will leave the karate club.

Fortunately, I met Fuulinji Miu, a beautiful transfer student with blond hair who seemed to be of foreign mixed blood.

Kenichi had just learned how to deal with Daimonji, and in just a few exchanges, he was able to directly turn to actual combat.

This ability also attracted the attention of Fuurenji Miu, who led Shirahama Kenichi to their home dojo.

'Liangshan Bo' has gathered several master-level martial artists in living boxing.

Shirahama Kenichi finally saw the hope that can penetrate his belief, so after a hard day of training, he invited Fengrinji Miu to his "secret base" to taste what the real Nakashu is. tasty.

Miu Fengrinji, who is also very interested in cooking and has good cooking skills, naturally nodded in agreement.

And just when the two of them came together not far from the Night Fire, a figure that was somewhat familiar to Kenichi Shirahama appeared, and he couldn't help but look confused.

"That is?"

As if she heard the voice coming from behind, the woman with purple hair and a powerful figure that was no less than the mixed-race Miu Fengrinji turned her head.

When he saw Shirahama Kenichi and Fengrinji Miu beside him, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"It turns out to be that little brother."

"It seems like you are really a regular visitor here..."

Standing in front of Ye Zhonghuo's door, the woman's red lips showed a smile, then she nodded slightly to Feng Linji Miu, and walked into the restaurant first.

However, when Feng Linji Miu saw the woman, she couldn't help but have goosebumps on her back.

"Kenichi, when did you meet that guy?"

Turning to look at Shirahama Kenichi, who was now considered his junior, Fuureinji Miu said with some dissatisfaction. After all, the Busujima family's reputation as the 'female Shura' was regarded by many as the strongest disciple of the murderous fist fighting group. .

"know?"

"I only met him once when I ate at Brother Fuyu's place last time."

"By the way, I saw a scarier guy last time..."

"Call...call..."

After recalling Zhao Fuyu's title, Shirahama Kenichi suddenly slapped his head.

"By the way, it's Yujiro Noma!"

When she heard this name, Feng Linji Meiyu's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

Then I recalled the rumors I had heard from several masters.

'The restaurant that tamed the tyrant...? ? '

She once again looked at the inconspicuous Nakashu restaurant called Yozhong Huo, and then Fengrinji Miu looked at Shirahama Kenichi again.

'Hopefully...it's just a coincidence. '

...

"welcome."

"But it's not business hours yet..."

Zhao Fuyu was wiping the tables, chairs, benches, and utensils in the kitchen. It was his private time alone, and the door curtain was suddenly pushed open.

He subconsciously said something, and when he raised his head and saw the person, he looked a little surprised.

"It turns out to be Ms. Busujima..."

After being stunned for a while, Zhao Fuyu soon came to his senses, because Busujima Saeko was clearly dressed up carefully today, and even he couldn't help but be amazed.

Her cold temperament, coupled with her tight-fitting vest that outlines her figure, and her simple and smooth long purple hair falling around her waist, make people unable to help but keep their eyes on her slender waist and straight and well-proportioned legs. .

Her already beautiful facial features, coupled with the bright lipstick specially used, highlighted her fair skin.

It is even more unforgettable.

Especially when her eyes are filled with spring water and she looks at you affectionately.

"It's not just me..."

"The guy from last time also came with his little girlfriend."

“Can’t Chef Buyeo make an exception?”

Before Busujima Saeko finished speaking, Kenichi Shirahama and Miu Fūrinji entered the restaurant one after another.

It also made Zhao Fuyu's eyes move slightly. After seeing the two of them, he knew that Shirahama Kenichi's path to becoming the strongest disciple had also begun.

"I'm fine, but I opened the door early to wait for my opponent to arrive."

"You should know that too?"

He nodded and greeted Shirahama Kenichi and the others, but Zhao Fuyu did not let go at all.

Unexpectedly, Busujima Saeko seemed to have been waiting for his words for a long time, her charming eyes slightly curved.

"That's just right. I heard that they want diners who come to the restaurant to serve as judges. Don't we have enough room for three people here?"

Zhao Fuyu, who heard the news for the first time, finally put down the wiping tool in his hand and looked at Busujima Saeko.

But I can only see a puddle of spring water, the soft honey is hard to understand...