It can only be said that scumbags always have the same, surprisingly consistent ideas!

"Ilya, it's a pity, but we have to give up. The materials are all ruined now." Having witnessed the enormous gap in strength between the two, Sparrow shrugged helplessly.

"Wait, Sparrow! It's too early to surrender!" Nana-Turtle looked at Illya with a serious expression: "That guy... hasn't given up the match yet!"

As the saying goes, as long as you keep moving forward, the road will continue to extend...

[Ilya's eyes lit up with a "brother!" expression, and she deftly pulled out a packet of cocoa powder from the shelf and slammed it onto the table!]

"But what's the use? The nutmeg is already deeply embedded, a fatal wound. No matter how much you regret it, it's an undeniable fact."

“There’s no such thing as subtracting ingredients from a dish, but… if we were to add one more ingredient!”

At this moment, Suzuka and Nana-kun transformed into professional commentators, watching in utter shock as Illya added a lethal dose of cocoa powder into the basin!

"Is she trying to mask the cardamom flavor with a strong cocoa taste? But the proportions are key when making pastries, and Ilya is actually using visual estimation to adjust the proportions..."

"Adding nutmeg is a fatal flaw? Ilya says... a mere fatal flaw is nothing to worry about!"

"Damn! Why am I suddenly getting all excited? It feels like I'm watching a top-level chef competition!"

It wasn't until everyone saw the burning "brother" in their eyes that they were so frightened that they took a few steps back, realizing that what was happening before them was not a simple cooking competition, but a battle between brother-obsessed individuals!

Chaldea, the world of Type-Moon

"It's just making a cake, but it feels more exciting than the Holy Grail War!" Leonardo da Vinci couldn't help but complain as he looked at the increasingly bizarre atmosphere.

"No, to be honest, the Holy Grail War wasn't that exciting!" Dr. Roman, who had experienced it once, shook his head after thinking about it seriously.

The Holy Grail War seems to be just so-so, pretty uneventful, and you can win without even realizing it. Unlike now, watching it really gets me fired up!

Leonardo da Vinci was annoyed by Romain Rolland's smug, self-satisfied demeanor, feeling as if he had been robbed of Versailles...

Fujimaru watched Illya's actions and couldn't help but wipe away the cold sweat: "Is estimating the cake's portion size by sight really that good..."

Honestly, wouldn't it be better to just scrape off the surface layer of the nutmeg? Even if you don't remove it, it's not a big problem.

The key issue is, Ilya, could you please stop adding so much cocoa powder? The lethal dose is terrifying!

Stop using your supernatural powers, Great Sage!

"Wait a minute! Sparrow, you've forgotten the most important thing." Ilya, listening to their explanations, finally snapped out of her reverie and slowly raised her head.

[Then her cheeks flushed, and a flower-like smile appeared, as if dispelling all gloom: "We should treat cooking with love... right!"]

"Ilya—!" Moved to tears, Suzume and Nana-kun's morale soared, and they immediately sounded the horn for a counterattack.

"At this point, it's all or nothing. I've found cinnamon, what do you say?" Sparrow's eyes hardened, and with a desperate attitude, she pulled out the cinnamon.

Nana-kun excitedly chimed in, "And honey too!"

Seeing how effective these two capable assistants had become, Ilya couldn't help but praise them: "Excellent, add them both!"

[Then, Quehua searched the entire kitchen and added in everything she could...]

Looking at the brown dough in the bowl, Ilya wiped the sweat from her brow: "It's finally starting to look decent. All I have to do now is add the dried fruit, and it'll be finished!"

"What! It's finished already? Does that mean it's some kind of 'disastrous' cooking?"

"...Master chef Liu Angxing exclaimed that he was an expert after seeing it, saying that this dish was at least among the best in the world of bizarre cuisine!"

"Shirou Emiya was a respectable man in life. Rest in peace!"

Looking at the collection of ingredients, everyone's faces turned deathly pale. They couldn't imagine how unique the flavor must be; the ingredients were beyond description.

Even if it were tested, the result would probably be the same... a small amount of low-gluten flour was found among a bunch of inexplicable chemical substances.

Baka and Test: Summoning World

"Ilya-chan is absolutely right. Food... is made with love!" Himeji Mizuki's eyes instantly lit up with a sparkling look of admiration.

"Should I bake a cake tomorrow too..." Himeji Mizuki whispered, her voice barely audible, as she covered her lips with her hand.

Although the sound wasn't loud, it was like a thunderclap in their ears, possessing a heart-shaking power! Mingjiu couldn't help but show a look of fear on his face.

Just as Mingjiu was about to escape this place of trouble, the next second... with a "whoosh," three large hands suddenly pressed down on Mingjiu's shoulders.

Yuuji suddenly switched to a JoJo's Bizarre Adventure style, offering his most sincere blessing: "Akihisa, isn't this wonderful? This is Himeji-kun's dish made with love!"

"Just try to survive until tomorrow..." The lecherous man shook his head and said no more.

Hideyoshi nodded seriously: "Akihisa, you are a hero!"

After all, Himeji Mizuki's bento is a god-level item that can make people see the Sanzu River just by smelling it. Even in the Type-Moon world, it would be a causal law-level anti-human treasure!

0Request flowers

Faced with the three's "sincere" blessings, only Akihisa cried with tears streaming down his face: "Why are you all already convinced that I'll be the one to die tomorrow...?"

Emiya Family's Meal World

Standing in the center of the kitchen, Shirou Emiya, who was meticulously making a cake, couldn't help but stop what he was doing, and fell into deep self-doubt.

"If I remember correctly, it was a cake..."

Emiya Shirou couldn't help but be completely dumbfounded after glancing at the ingredients Illya had used... Cinnamon, honey, nutmeg, should she also caramelize some sugar?

"This is a cake, not braised pork! Don't throw everything in, Ilya-chan!"

Shirou rubbed his forehead, feeling a bit of a headache. "I have no problem with the idea that food is made with love, but the prerequisite is knowing how to cook!"

If you can't cook, all this mystical stuff is useless!

"If you don't put them in the oven soon, it'll be too late!" After glancing at the time, Ms. Taiga couldn't help but urge them again.

[Ilya and the others quickly poured the suspicious dough from the bowl into the mold, while Nana-kun swiftly sprinkled nuts on top.]

... . ...

Just as everything was about to be finished and put into the oven, the next second... the dragon appeared out of nowhere, pulling out a pitcher plant with some white granules sprinkled inside.

Ilya stared in horror at the white particles on the dough: "Dragon Prince, I don't know what he poured in again!"

"You bastard—!!" Sparrow immediately delivered another double kick to Dragon Prince: "What did you put in this time?!"

"I want to add some...mint flavor!"

Seeing Taiga-sensei's fierce urging, Illya could only grit her teeth and put the bowl of mint-flavored culinary disaster into the oven.

[The scene then shifts to Illya and Kuro returning home from school, each offering their own dishes to Shirou Emiya for a taste, intending to have a cooking competition.]

"Is the...mint...wanting Shirou Emiya to feel a chilling cold when he dies?"

The lips of everyone watching the video began to tremble, as if they could already hear Shirou Emiya's evening bell tolling... Hey, hell is just ahead!

The original flavor of that bunch of weird stuff was already quite unique, but then they added mint. This time, it's practically impossible for them to survive.

Type-Moon Fifth World War

"Shirou, to be honest, I wouldn't eat that dish even if I saw it." Artoria looked at Shirou Emiya with unwavering determination. After witnessing the preparation process, her royal stomach was filled with resistance. (Read exciting novels at Feilu Novel Network!)

Rather than eating this, it's better to eat Gao Wen's potatoes, at least they look reassuring!

"Even Saber wouldn't eat this, tsk tsk..." Cú Chulainn clicked his tongue, he couldn't even imagine what this culinary monstrosity would taste like.

"Gulp..." Shirou Emiya and Archer swallowed nervously, then realized it wasn't them, but the empathy was still very strong!

If you don't know how it was made, at least it's Ilya's intention. Even if it tastes bad, you can still praise it with your eyes closed.

It's like traditional Chinese medicine; if you don't look at the ingredients, you can drink even the bitterest medicine! But once you do... well, you'll see!

P.S.: Thanks for your support, everyone! I saw your support in the comments!

Chapter 703: Shirou Emiya, the Grand God of Food, is actually a younger brother in his family!

"Brother, you decide which one tastes better. No favoritism, be fair! And then, give the winner a kiss!"

[The player, who was carried by his teammates the entire time, shamelessly asked for a reward, since it seemed like victory was inevitable no matter how you looked at it!]

The advantage lies with me!

"Haha, is that fair... Don't worry, Kuro! I..." Emiya Shirou chuckled warmly as his fingers deftly untied the ribbon on the packaging.

Then, as if he had become a different person, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he took out a pastry and took a big bite: "When it comes to cooking, I absolutely will not allow any cheating!"

[I even tried both kinds of cakes...]

This scene completely captivated the two younger sisters; after all, even an overly serious older brother is incredibly handsome.

"...Handsome guy, who are you? Did the Medicine King steal your account?"

"I admire your courage. No wonder you're a man who has a harem-like worldview where beautiful girls are everywhere. You still dare to bite him."

Even those watching from outside the video couldn't help but look on with admiration. It's true what they say, ignorance is bliss; they actually had the courage to try food from the dark culinary world.

As Shirou Emiya put down his teacup, and after clearing the jumbled taste in his mouth, "547" already knew the outcome of the match.

"First up is the Little Blackie's Cake, it's delicious, it doesn't taste like something a beginner would make at all, you can feel the maker's love for the eater..."

"However, it's sweeter than a regular cake, and I think this flavor wasn't made for me, but for someone else."

At this moment, Shirou Emiya has transformed into a professional gourmet, calmly analyzing the sentiments added to the ingredients.

“Ilya added rum-flavored dried fruit, but this one didn’t. This cake is like a pastry that an older sister makes for her younger brother…”

[Having heard Shirou Emiya put it this way, Kuro had to admit that it was Mimi who did it; she was just there to create a lively atmosphere.]

"As for Ilya's... honestly, it wasn't good at all, especially the mints! I'd rather believe you made a mistake and put them in there."

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