"Eh? Did your shop also take in interns this year?" Hinako Inui asked, slightly surprised.
Karasaki Taki is an 88th-generation graduate. Satou's class is the 92nd-generation, and Kobayashi Rindo's class is the 90th-generation. This means Karasaki Taki has only been graduated for two years, and Kikuchi Sonoka, from the 89th-generation, just graduated a year ago.
"That's right. My intern is the Autumn Election champion. He only came to our shop a few days ago, and he's already been promoted to head chef based on his own ability," Karasaki Taki said with a faint smile. "With his ability, becoming Far Moon's top student in the future is just a matter of time."
"Hinako-senpai, Taki is actually here to show off," Kikuchi Sonoka leaned close to Hinako Inui's ear and whispered.
"Hey! I heard that!" Karasaki Taki's forehead pulsed with a vein. She kept slapping Kikuchi Sonoka's ample chest, *pa-la pa-la* like bouncing a basketball. "It's not good to badmouth people behind their backs!"
Kikuchi Sonoka was instantly hit hard, like a wounded puppy, and silently hid in a corner, wiping away tears.
Seeing this, Satou couldn't help but glance at Kikuchi Sonoka's ample chest and swallowed.
To be able to slap one's chest like a basketball back and forth, that's quite a unique talent.
Kikuchi Sonoka should be around eighteen this year, three years older than Tadokoro Megumi and the others, but her chest development was unusually good. Thor should even be a little smaller than her.
"Oh, your personality is still so annoying. I can't believe someone like you can stand in a top kitchen. Your interpersonal relationships must be terrible, right?" Hinako Inui sighed.
"So annoying, thirty-year-old," Karasaki Taki said irritably.
"I'm not thirty yet! I'm still in my twenties!" Hinako Inui pouted, constantly punching Karasaki Taki with her small fists, acting spoiled.
"What do you mean 'still'! Don't act cute with me! You old woman!" Karasaki Taki gnashed her teeth and yelled angrily.
"That's too much! I'm your senior! Don't you know how to use honorifics?" Hinako Inui said, puffing out her cheeks.
As an 80th-generation graduate, Hinako Inui should be twenty-seven this year, precisely at a woman's most mature and beautiful age.
However, her heart was full of childishness, and her personality was cute, completely opposite to the less-than-twenty-year-old Karasaki Taki, who acted mature.
This often led to the two of them sulking.
This time, Karasaki Taki said she was visiting, but she was actually here to show off.
"Come in," Karasaki Taki said.
Then, a young man with long gray-blue hair and an indifferent expression walked in from outside the door.
"Greetings, seniors," Hayama Akira bowed.
"Hello, Hayama-kun," Hinako Inui greeted him with a smile. As a judge for the Autumn Election finals, she had a deep impression of Hayama Akira. "It must be difficult interning at this person's restaurant, right?"
"Not at all. Karasaki-senpai has given me a lot of guidance, which has benefited me greatly," Hayama Akira said with a smile.
"Did you hear that? My intern is much stronger than yours, and very polite," Karasaki Taki said with a proud smile.
"That's because he can't say much, right?" Kikuchi Sonoka whispered.
"Shut up!" Karasaki Taki started slapping her chest like a basketball again, *pa-la pa-la*, clearly holding a deep grudge against her excessively ample chest.
This made Satou a little envious. It must feel very good to the touch.
"Oh, that's hard to say. My intern is much stronger than Hayama-kun," Hinako Inui raised a finger, proudly.
"Her? The top four is indeed a good result, but it can't compare to the champion, can it?" Karasaki Taki glanced at Tadokoro Megumi, having some impression of her.
"I'm not talking about Megumi. I'm talking about Satou," Hinako Inui wagged her finger, smiling.
"Hmm? Who is he?" Karasaki Taki was stunned. Satou didn't participate in the Autumn Election, so she had no impression of him.
Kikuchi Sonoka also looked at Satou in surprise.
"His name is Satou. He's only been here for two days, and he's already going to launch his own dish," Hinako Inui said proudly, hugging Satou's arm.
"What? He can launch his own dish after only two days?" Karasaki Taki and Kikuchi Sonoka were instantly shocked and couldn't help but size up Satou.
"Then why wasn't he seen in the top four matches?" Karasaki Taki asked. Logically, someone like him couldn't possibly fail to make it into the top four.
"Oh, I didn't participate in the Autumn Election," Satou said.
"Logically, all excellent students would be recommended by the Elite Ten. It's impossible for anyone to be missed, right?" Karasaki Taki frowned. The only person qualified to participate but didn't was Erina Nakiri, but she had already become one of the Elite Ten and was on the operating side.
"Oh, it seems no Elite Ten member recommended me, right?" Satou rubbed his nose.
"Eh? Why didn't they recommend you?" Kikuchi Sonoka asked in surprise. If Satou was excellent enough, it was impossible for him not to be recommended.
"It's probably because I've already defeated two Elite Ten members, right?" Satou scratched his head. If you count the Tsundere, it would be three.
"You've already defeated two Elite Ten members?" Karasaki Taki gasped, looking at him in shock.
Kikuchi Sonoka was also deeply surprised.
Doesn't this mean his strength has already reached the Elite Ten level? Becoming one of the Elite Ten next year would be a natural progression, so he naturally wouldn't need to participate in the Autumn Election.
"Are there still such figures among this year's first-years?" Karasaki Taki muttered through gritted teeth. She had originally thought that the only one who could contend with God Tongue in the future was God's Nose Hayama Akira. She didn't expect there to be such an amazing person!
"Of course! My Satou is the best!" Hinako Inui hugged Satou's arm, rubbing her chest against him, very proud.
Feeling the soft, full object, Satou was somewhat speechless.
Karasaki Taki gritted her teeth, looking at Hinako Inui's proud smile with great reluctance. "No matter what, the Autumn Election champion is Hayama Akira. On the surface, he is the strongest first-year!"
"What the heck! My Satou is clearly the best!"
"I think Hayama Akira is stronger!"
"It's my Satou!"
The two started arguing.
"Since that's the case, then let them have a Shokugeki!" Karasaki Taki yelled through gritted teeth.
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