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Renz gazed with an appreciative look at Erina’s extended long legs. The pure, white skin, paired with such perfect, golden length, was breathtakingly beautiful. It would be even better with stockings, he thought.
Renz reached out, and as his hand gently touched Erina’s leg, it trembled slightly. Erina was sensitive almost everywhere; even a light touch on her skin would make her body tense. Renz, like an experienced Chinese doctor, began to stroke, rub, and press. He had learned foot massages specifically for Erina. As he massaged, Renz’s eyes flitted to Erina’s face. Her complexion glowed with a faint blush, and she gently covered her mouth with her hand.
In the past, Renz thought Erina was a fierce tiger, always giving him nacing looks. Later, he realized Erina was more like a cat than a tiger; her perceived ferocity was rely a facade of her strong exterior. Those sharp, once-intimidating eyes that Renz rembered now held a soft glimr, like... a Persian cat that had been happily petted? Ragdoll cat didn’t quite fit Erina’s personality. She wasn’t that clingy, so Persian cat, with its elegant deanor, seed more fitting.
"Wife?" Renz asked cautiously.
"Hm?" Erina responded.
"I was thinking," Renz said, stating his plan, "after this winter training that the old man arranged, I want to participate in so cooking competitions."
"Competitions?" Erina asked, choosing her words carefully. "What kind of competitions?"
"Just cooking competitions," Renz answered directly. "The lecturer job the old man got pays a lot, but I still need to save money. It’s not a lump sum, and I’m good at my old trade." Renz’s "old trade" was esports, but his professional league wasn’t formalized; it was niche and followed a cup system.
Clubs would fund them to compete, earning prize money to give back to the club. While there were leagues, they weren’t organized by ga companies but by streaming platforms, and playing in those leagues didn’t earn much. Renz always hoped to win championships and split the prize money. Back then, there were also many bounty hunter-type players who, for a fee, would join teams as substitutes to play in cup competitions.
Renz’s current idea was to participate in such cooking competitions, aiming for top rankings to earn money.
These prizes were paid out in a lump sum, and a cooking competition typically lasted about a month. Winning a championship within a month could net him two to three million US dollars. Wouldn’t that be great? With the prize money, he could buy all sorts of necessities for his wife.
"Are prizes the most important thing in these
competitions?" Erina couldn’t help but say. "Honor is what truly matters!" Renz was putting the cart before the horse by treating these cooking competitions like bounty hunts. High rankings in such culinary competitions could affect world rankings. Were prizes important? Not at all. With a big na, what couldn’t you achieve? Many people would hire you to be a head chef at high-end restaurants.
However, Erina then realized that Renz didn’t lack honor; he would achieve everything anyway. For Renz, these honors were like fleeting clouds. Moreover, working as a head chef in a high-end restaurant wouldn’t earn him as much as developing within the Nakiri family. It seed that for Renz, culinary competitions were indeed no different from ordinary bounty hunts; apart from the prize money, Renz’s other needs were low. A one-ti ATM. Lots of money, short duration. A true cash cow.
With this thought, Erina suddenly beca interested in entering a cooking competition herself. If they both participated, they could win both first and second place prizes. After winning, they could improve their lives.
Thinking this way, it seed quite good. If they encountered any of the Elite Ten who had betrayed Totsuki, they could even target them in the cooking competition. That would be absolutely marvelous. The peak period for many chefs is often when they gain reputation and fa through such competitions. Eishi Tsukasa, for instance, was last year’s champion. Last year’s champion automatically qualified for this year’s competition. If Eishi Tsukasa won again, his ranking on the leaderboard would directly jump to world number one, making him the unrivaled top figure of that period.
It would allow them to earn money and vent their frustrations.
"Honor isn’t important; what’s important is getting you so makeup money," Renz said, not caring about honor at all. "I don’t even have money to buy you new clothes; I’m a terrible husband."
"After New Year’s Day this year, we’ll be celebrating the New Year, and I don’t even know what to get you. I want to get you sothing precious, but I don’t have the money," Renz lanted.
"Then you can owe this year; the gift isn’t important," Erina raised her right hand, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and said softly, "It’s the thought that counts."
"Owing isn’t an option. I still have to give you a gift, and I’ll do my best to give you a morable one," Renz said, his hand still massaging Erina’s delicate feet. "Alright,
I’m going to take a bath too. It’s getting late, ti to rest!"
Erina nodded. She picked up a Bluetooth earbud from the bedside table and quietly read the light novel she was subscribed to. Renz glanced at her thoughtfully and headed towards the bathroom.
The next morning, all the graduates participating in Totsuki’s "Winter Training" temporarily assembled.
Tonight was Christmas Eve, and they didn’t have much ti left before their restaurants opened. In Japan, Christmas is not a public holiday, but coincidentally, it was the students’ vacation period. Japanese Christmas usually begins around December 23rd. It generally continues until January 4th, though December 23rd-26th is Christmas, and December 28th-January 4th is the Japanese New Year celebration. They are not directly linked. Compared to the non-holiday Christmas, the New Year’s holiday is more important for Japanese people welcoming the New Year. However, most people choose to celebrate both holidays together.
Each group had to submit their restaurant’s the to Dojima Gin for preparation, at least outlining their main "selling points." Dojima Gin, as a senior, would offer his personal insights and even taste the sample dishes to ensure the Totsuki Gourt Street brand didn’t suffer any major issues. Those who were truly unprepared might not even be given the chance to sell their dishes on opening day.
"First, let’s start with Yukihira Soma’s group," Dojima Gin called out a na. Yukihira Soma. After Eishi Tsukasa’s group left Totsuki Academy, Soma briefly adapted to the upheaval. With his excellent versatility and adaptability in all cuisines, he continuously honed his skills, becoming an all-rounder who dabbled in every culinary style. Upon graduation, he held a very high position in Totsuki, constantly competing with Akira Hayama for the Third Seat. They frequently rotated rankings, their skills very close. However, they still ranked below Renz and Erina.
Before Renz and Erina graduated, their dominance in Totsuki Academy was terrifying. Without the "marriage vacuum," who knew how strong they would beco after graduating.
"Our the is desserts, specialty beverages, and casual food," Yukihira Soma stated, showing a thorough understanding of the assessnt. His ability to interpret prompts was exceptional. First, they weren’t long-term operators on the Gourt Street, so they didn’t need to consider making "stable" dishes that would build reputation and brand.
Since they would only be operating for a few days during the "Christmas" holiday, they should make dishes that could only be found during Christmas, with a Christmas the. Second, there were already enough main dish restaurants on the Gourt Street. Trying to compete with them on main dishes would be a head-on collision, and their reputation wouldn’t compare. Ono’s sushi was famous throughout Japan.
If they considered opening a sushi restaurant, right next to Ono Sushi, it would be clear to the vacationing tourists whether to choose Ono Sushi or theirs. Third, Yukihira Soma also wanted to see how far his other culinary skills could go. Making desserts was also a challenge for him, sothing worth trying.
Renz nodded slightly. Yukihira Soma had a lot of ideas. While there was a hint of taking shortcuts, his approach was correct. Making targeted dishes like this, especially during a special holiday, could even lead to high sales. However, Soma might not have considered one point: during Christmas, how could other restaurants not release Christmas-thed dishes to celebrate? If he could think of it, couldn’t the other established restaurants on the Gourt Street think of it too?
These restaurants would more or less launch new Christmas-related dishes. Soma’s idea was good, focusing on the Christmas the, but he was still too young. He thought the restaurant business war was too simple.
"And the the dish I want to grandly present is Yukihira Style - Midsumr Christmas Cake," Yukihira Soma said. He had spent the entire day preparing for this cake dish and had already co up with a na.
However, the naming style bore a striking resemblance to Renz’s. Renz, when he couldn’t think of a na, would also casually slap one on. But speaking of his own concept, it seed he could also add so Christmas elents. With Eastern and Western dishes on either side, a large cake could be placed in the center to celebrate Christmas. And Erina was quite fond of such desserts.
Dojima Gin nodded. Yukihira Soma’s approach was already on solid ground. Focusing on Christmas-thed dishes was a sure win; the people visiting Totsuki Resort during this period were all on Christmas vacation. This was a choice specifically tailored to the target audience.
"This plan is good. Now, what about Erina’s group’s preparations?" Dojima Gin asked, focusing on a crucial point. "And who is the leader of your restaurant this ti?"
"Our chosen leader is Renz," Erina stated directly. The remaining three had no objections. From Renz’s performance yesterday, Akira Hayama probably understood his role in the team now. He was a utility man, rely a spice expert with a good sense of sll.
And with Akira Hayama’s silence, everyone else quickly realized that this winter training, which they initially suspected Renz would decline in skill after a year of inactivity due to marriage, might actually be quite different from what they expected.
"Our group’s frawork is to divide the restaurant into two sections: one for Eastern cuisine, which I specialize in, and one for Western cuisine, which Erina excels at.
After cooking, we’ll display them on the tables, and custors can pick whatever they like. It’ll be a blossoming of various dishes, a hundred schools of thought contending. All culinary styles will be presented," Renz roughly introduced their concept.
There wasn’t really anything complex or strategic about it; it was just about relying on raw skill. Renz would cook what he knew, and Erina would cook what she excelled at. They would steadily advance based on individual ability. What drew custors in, what they sought, wasn’t it the taste? They certainly didn’t lack the skill.
"Why does that sound like playing doubles in tennis,
where each person takes half the court?" Dojima Gin’s mouth twitched slightly. He found that he could never keep up with Erina and Renz’s logic. It was too wild. He couldn’t offer any suggestions because these two simply wanted to push sales based on individual skill, without considering any other techniques.
"Then, when you open for business, I’ll be your first custor," Dojima Gin said. Faced with the product of such crude thinking, he could only follow their lead. If the dishes were good, Erina and Renz would easily pass this test.
Akira Hayama shook his head. It was clear that Dojima Gin still harbored so doubts about Erina and Renz’s abilities. However, Dojima Gin completely failed to notice that Akira Hayama, a capable mber of Renz’s team, was in a state of zen. After tasting Renz’s Buddha’s Temptation yesterday, Akira Hayama had surrendered.
This was clearly a mixed doubles match for the Erina-Renz couple. Akira Hayama bet that when Dojima Gin tasted Renz’s cooking, he wouldn’t be able to find a single fault. He had tried to nitpick Renz’s dish yesterday but found absolutely no flaws.
Akira Hayama now only harbored curiosity. He wanted to know the true skill of Renz and Erina when they went all out. He was even curious if their restaurant on the Gourt Street would surpass the daily sales of other permanent establishnts. Renz’s "Buddha’s Temptation" from yesterday still left Akira Hayama with an endless aftertaste.
Given the chance, he wanted to eat it again, but... that dish took too much ti and effort to make. Renz probably wouldn’t make it again. If he did, it would likely sell at a high price, and people would still be willing to pay. Not only was it nutritionally rich, but Renz’s cooking was genuinely delicious.
Seeing the bewildered expressions of everyone else regarding Renz’s concept, Akira Hayama sighed inwardly.
You guys... you’ve probably all been fooled by the year-long "marriage vacuum" of Renz and Erina. The idea that they haven’t cooked for a year, busy with marriage, and might have declined in skill... Akira Hayama suspected that this couple had likely been diligently practicing their cooking skills at ho throughout that year. Decline? Impossible.
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