Chapter 276: Full-Course Beef Banquet, Archery, and Table Tennis!
As the Green Pepper Steak entered her mouth, the rich sauce aroma, wrapped in heat, spread across Persephone's tongue.
The beef strips were incredibly tender!
With a gentle press of her pearly whites, Persephone could clearly feel the meat's softness and its perfectly resilient chewiness.
The sauce, thin as a cicada's wing, coated the beef strips. It was oily yet not greasy, instead enhancing the beef's mellow aroma, making it even more concentrated and enticing.
The green peppers, meanwhile, maintained their crisp and juicy texture. When bitten, there was a satisfying 'crunch,' and the sweet juice immediately burst forth, dancing in the mouth with a hint of spicy stimulation.
The tender and the crisp, the rich and the refreshing, together wove a magnificent duet!
Persephone's eyelashes fluttered slightly.
She had eaten countless delicacies, but this one bite of Green Pepper Steak gave her a long-lost feeling of astonishment.
"..."
The midday sun poured down like molten gold, the scorching light plating the neatly trimmed grass field with a dazzling golden-green sheen.
Heat shimmered in the air, making even the target stand in the distance seem to tremble slightly.
Persephone raised her hand and peeled off the pitch-black cloak she wore—
White bandages tightly bound her full "pectorals," outlining a curve full of "power."
Beneath the bandages, six firm abdominal muscles were clearly defined, subtly rising and falling with her breath.
The lower half of her body was clad in black, high-waisted hot pants, which made her long legs appear even straighter and more slender. Her thighs were shapely and firm, and her calf muscles were sharply defined, embodying an athletic beauty.
On her feet were a pair of pure white sneakers, the laces tied into a beautiful bow.
"..." Persephone lowered her head slightly. Her long fingers tucked the loose golden strands behind her ear, quickly gathering her hair into a high ponytail.
Then—
She took a 68-inch recurve bow from an attendant beside her, drew an arrow from the quiver at her feet, and set it on the arrow rest—
The entire process flowed like water, a delight to watch!
"..." Persephone stood tall and straight, her ruby-like eyes slightly narrowed, locking onto the bullseye seventy meters away.
She drew the bow—
The moment the bowstring tensed, the whole world seemed to stand still. Her arm was steady as a rock, the sight perfectly aligned with the bullseye.
Release!
With a soft "swoosh," the feathered arrow tore through the air, splitting the scorching heat, and flew with a sharp whistle straight towards the bullseye!
"Thwack—!"
The arrow shaft sank deeply into the bullseye, and the fletching vibrated violently, emitting a lingering "buzz."
"Magnificent!!"
The attendant beside her praised loudly.
The corner of Persephone's lips lifted slightly, and she happily drew her second arrow...
"..."
"Oomph—! This is too delicious! Delicious to the point of being unfair... Every single dish is super tasty! (≧∀≦)!"
"Even the rice is super delicious! I could eat until I burst just eating the rice plain!"
"Hiss-ha—! This is so spicy! It's numbing and hot, my mouth feels like it's on fire, but I can't seem to stop!"
"The soup is also incredibly delicious, making one can't help but smile contentedly!"
"This is unbelievable! I'm truly astonished that beef offal can be made this delicious!"
"This beef short rib must have been roasted, right? I smell the charcoal... but it's not dry at all; instead, it's incredibly tender and juicy!"
"..."
The atmosphere in the dining room grew more and more lively as the banquet progressed, and everyone was eating happily.
Especially the members of the Matsuya Group construction team, experiencing Ryohei Tanaka's glowing cuisine for the first time, they were practically about to swallow their own tongues.
Mino tasted the Slow-Braised Beef with Skin (Ancient Method), Eel Beef Char Siu, Boiled Beef in Chili Oil, and the Delicious Beef Offal Stew in one sitting, feeling like she had arrived in heaven, utterly blissful.
"..." She held a bamboo tube, taking a large bite of the Beef Bamboo Rice like a greedy little squirrel, her cheeks bulging as she chewed happily.
Perhaps feeling a little dry in the mouth, Mino's gaze unconsciously fell on the celadon teacup in front of her.
The teacup held clear Beef Ball Soup, with a few green scallions floating on the surface. Wisps of steam rose, carrying a rich aroma.
Come to think of it, she had pounded these beef balls herself!
"..." Mino picked up the spoon and scooped up a spoonful of the clear broth along with two scallion bits, bringing it to her mouth.
"So savory—!"
The warm broth slid over her tongue, the delicious flavor instantly spreading through her mouth, making her involuntarily narrow her eyes in enjoyment and let out a satisfied sigh.
Following that, Mino took several more sips, her gaze falling upon the round, plump, bursting beef ball at the bottom of the soup.
The ball was the size of a ping-pong ball, its surface smooth and firm, subtly revealing the slightly trembling broth inside, as if inviting a taste.
She scooped it up with her spoon in anticipation, lowered her head, and took a bite. Her ruby-like pupils instantly trembled—
This is super delicious—!
As her teeth pierced the springy outer skin, the scalding juice spurted out with a 'sizzle,' making her tongue twitch, yet instantly captivating her with the surging meaty aroma.
The rich broth, created by the melted beef jelly, crashed around in her mouth. The crisp texture of the tendons mixed with the meaty flavor crackled between her teeth, while the savory sweetness of the satay sauce seized the opportunity to wrap around it all...
"..."
In the brightly lit indoor table tennis hall—
Mino, clad in a black and white cow-print full-cup bra and short ultramarine denim shorts, slightly bent her long legs.
She held a light gray, bright, and lustrous bursting beef ball in her hand, the corner of her mouth curving into a wild smile:
"Then... I'm going to attack!"
As her voice fell, Mino flicked her wrist and smashed the beef ball onto the table.
The moment the ball bounced, all her muscles tightened. The paddle sliced through the air, brutally striking the ball with a sharp whoosh.
With a crisp "thwack," the beef ball streaked across, leaving a series of blurred afterimages, and rushed towards the opposite side of the table, wrapped in a gust of wind.
"Good shot!"
The Chef had been waiting intently. The moment the beef ball attacked, he flicked his wrist skillfully, and the paddle met it at a precise angle.
After a clear collision sound, the beef ball shot back at an even faster speed, drawing a beautiful parabola in the air.
The indoor table tennis hall immediately filled with the continuous sound of "smack, smack—," as the two fought fiercely, neither willing to yield...
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