The all-powerful middle schooler

"This time, it's because of my sister."

"The sage is prepared to instruct you in your culinary skills, elevating you to a higher level!"

Rikka Takanashi blushed slightly before emphasizing this.

"Is he here to guide me?"

Takanashi Touka recalled her sister's constant praise and the bowl of noodles she had eaten back in her hometown, feeling a little resentful and slightly jealous.

"I admit that his cooking skills are very impressive, but my cooking skills have also improved a lot recently, so I don't need his guidance."

She didn't want to be a child's 'apprentice', and besides, she was definitely more confident in herself now.

How could a professional possibly lose to an amateur!

Hasegawa has definitely fallen into a rut in this area.

“Sister, I admit that you are gradually regaining your skills as a ‘Saint Healer,’ but you are still far from being as knowledgeable as a sage.”

Rikka Takanashi waved.

"Really? I don't believe it! In that case, let me have a match with Hasegawa!"

Takanashi Touka has always had a stubborn streak, which was finally brought out again when faced with her younger sister's questioning.

The next day, in the morning, at Shuchiin.

"Sage..."

Rikka Takanashi stuffed her schoolbag into her desk and then turned around to talk.

"A competition? It might seem a bit unfair, but since your sister insists, I have no choice but to agree."

"Then I'll have a 'food war' with her!"

Hasegawa Izumi understood that to be convincing, one had to thoroughly outmaneuver someone with such professional skills in their area of ​​expertise.

"Fresh halberd?"

"In a certain world, there are specialized culinary academies, and 'Food Wars' is a competition designed to resolve disputes between students. The competition requires a notary public to prove that it is an official competition, an odd number of referees, and the consent of both parties... Well, according to your needs, my condition is very simple: I want her to join the Far East Magic Society and become a specialized assistant chef. As for her conditions, you can name whatever you want. Anyway, I won't lose."

“I see. I will pass this on to the Holy Healer later.”

After hearing this, the girls from the Far East Magic Society all raised their hands, wanting to serve as judges as 'taste testers'.

This delicious food is not to be missed!

When the weekend came, Izumi Hasegawa took her younger sister's hand and went to where Takanashi's house was located.

"Sage!"

"Good afternoon, Minister!"

"Seeker."

The girls walked towards him and greeted him and Kobato.

"Little Dove".

He nodded in acknowledgment and pushed his sister in front of him.

"Kukuku, everyone from the Far East Magic Society seems to be full of energy..."

Although the younger sister was somewhat reluctant, she still greeted them.

Enter the apartment.

Rikka opened the door and welcomed them inside.

"I've thought it through. My condition is..."

Takanashi Touka walked out of the bedroom and raised a finger.

"If you lose, you'll have to make lunchboxes for Rikka for three months."

She doesn't have many needs, but if she can save time making bento boxes, it will give her more time to sleep, which is not bad.

Moreover, this can also increase the intimacy with the younger sister, which can be considered as her doing her best as the older sister!

Rikka Takanashi understood immediately and shyly stole a glance at the sage.

The others didn't care at all and didn't believe that Hasegawa would lose.

Only Kobato muttered, "This is a privilege only Kobato can enjoy!"

"can."

Hasegawa Izumi readily agreed, because he was also full of confidence.

Are you here to be the referees?

At this moment, Takanashi Touka turned to look at the girls.

"What, you think it's unfair? If you mind, you can invite your friends over."

Natsukawa Masaki said with a provocative look in her eyes.

"No, let's leave it at that. I believe that delicious food can win people's hearts."

Takanashi Touka shook her head, turned and went into the kitchen, put on an apron, and prepared to show her skills.

"Hmph, Takanashi, your sister obviously doesn't have many friends, does she?"

"Natsukawa Masaki turned her head and said again."

"probably."

When Rikka Takanashi heard this, she was stunned for a moment, then, as if realizing something, a hint of guilt appeared in her eyes.

Compared to myself, my sister has always been all alone, with no one to rely on, and she has a very hard life.

But she used to always cause trouble for her sister...

"Clap."

Dansheng Valley Mori Natsu came over and patted her on the shoulder, whispering words of comfort.

"Rikka, don't dwell too much on the past. From now on, get along well with Toka-nee."

"……Um."

In the kitchen, all the necessary ingredients are prepared, ready for the chef to cook them into delicious food.

Takanashi Toka was the first to make a move.

She works in an Italian restaurant, so naturally she is an expert in Italian cuisine.

In order to win this match, she didn't come up with any fancy innovative dishes, but instead chose some of the most famous Italian dishes, such as Italian pizza, risotto, Milanese-style fried steak, and several desserts, tiramisu and ice cream.

"As expected of the Holy Healer!"

"Even my chef doesn't have this level of skill in Death."

“Delicious~”

"Well, for a human being, it's not bad."

Unsurprisingly, the five female judges praised her cooking highly when they tasted it.

Soon, the girls' voices rang out in unison.

"but……"

35

Chapter 35 Takanashi Toka: Am I really a Saintly Healer?!

Everyone chimed in with their opinions, but no one pointed out anything wrong with Takanashi Touka, since her cooking skills were already quite superb.

However, her opponent is a culinary skill that transcends common sense, affecting not only the simple color, aroma, and taste, but reaching a deeper level that can bring satisfaction from the inside out.

"is it?"

Takanashi Touka still had doubts in her mind, so she turned to someone who was about to enter the kitchen to cook and said, "Hasegawa, may I watch you cook? I want to witness your culinary skills firsthand. Don't worry, I won't do anything wrong."

"Enjoy the view as you see fit."

The boy tilted his head slightly, his calm gaze revealing a strong sense of confidence.

A pair of sky-blue eyes, neat and simple short hair, and a unique temperament combined to make his words and expressions very charming.

"This kid is pretty good at acting cool."

Even a cool and aloof woman like Takanashi Touka couldn't help but feel a flutter in her heart, and then she whispered something.

Then she went inside, stood at the kitchen doorway, and openly looked around.

"I'd like to see how an ordinary high school student who knows a little martial arts can be better at cooking than me!"

Meanwhile, outside, the girls played cards to pass the time while chatting.

"Sister Shihua is going to suffer a big blow this time."

"Even the Holy Healer has an opponent that Death can never surpass."

"Takanashi, doesn't your older sister have a boyfriend yet? I'm a little worried. What if she falls for the club president... wouldn't we be seeing a battle between the sisters? That sounds interesting."

"Shut up, you're so boring! You gossip witch!"

……

"How can it be!"

"How can such culinary skills exist in this world!"

"It's too, too perfect..."

Takanashi Touka watched the man's movements intently. Whether it was the crisp sound of chopping vegetables, which sounded like music, or the control of the heat and the combination of seasonings, the whole process was smooth and effortless, without the slightest flaw.

Even before the dishes were served, her culinary skills were evident from just these basic ingredients, leaving her in awe.

Soon, several dishes, each with its own unique color, aroma, and flavor, were brought to life by Izumi Hasegawa and presented to everyone. The dishes were not complicated, and were even quite simple.

For example, omelet rice, sukiyaki, wagashi, and the more famous Chinese dish Mapo Tofu.

"Is it my imagination?"

"Is this bowl of fried rice glowing?"

Takanashi Touka looked puzzled and pointed her finger.

From her perspective, the omelet rice seemed to radiate a golden glow.

She could understand if it was just a reflection from the light, but the brightness was clearly wrong, as if some kind of drug had been added!

"This is 'a dish that shines,' a dividing line in culinary skill. Only those who can make this kind of dish can be considered qualified chefs in my eyes."

Izumi Hasegawa then explained.

There probably aren't any in the world...!

To maintain her image as the older sister, Takanashi Touka suppressed her strong urge to complain.

"Okay, stop talking!"

"It's time for our tasting!"

The girls urged them on, but didn't touch their chopsticks. They were quite ceremonial, pretending to take small bites with their chopsticks or spoons.

"That's the taste of Death!"

"This kind of soul-stirring excitement is wonderful!"

"Is this what it means to be moved from the heart?"

"It feels so warm..."

Seeing their expressions, Takanashi Touka felt a little awkward jumping.

This is even more outrageous than last time!

"We unanimously decide..."

"Sage/Seeker/Minister/Sage Lord/My other half has won this 'Food War'!"

The girls whispered among themselves, then spoke at the same time.