After baking the bread brushed with olive oil and sprinkled with salt, the moisture decreased, the sweetness became more concentrated, and the original crisp texture became fluffy and soft. A faint sweet aroma filled the air.
"It smells so good."
"Yes, what is that transfer student doing? Dessert? It smells too good."
The nearby students couldn't help but look over in surprise, because it really smelled too good.
Even Chapel, sitting on the podium, was drawn by the scent and looked over.
"Is it Satou?"
He had a deep impression of this excellent student who always received an A evaluation, and at this moment, a surge of curiosity rose in his heart, wanting to see what kind of dish he would ultimately produce.
"It smells so good. Hey, hey, Satou, can we discuss something?"
Kobayashi Rindo twitched her nose, revealing two sharp canine teeth, and said coquettishly.
Satou squinted at her, knowing without a doubt what she was planning.
"No."
He said, "I've already given you some to eat before. If you eat more, I won't be able to make a complete dish."
"Satou, as a man, you can't be so stingy!"
Kobayashi Rindo somewhat displeased, punched Satou and said.
Satou was speechless.
Next, Eishi Tsukasa and the others continued to watch Satou and Tadokoro Megumi prepare the dish.
Tadokoro Megumi was clearly a bit nervous. Being personally watched by the First Seat and Second Seat, she was very worried that she might not do well and incur their criticism, so she remained tense throughout, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
"Your technique for marinating salmon is very professional."
Eishi Tsukasa praised.
"Really?"
Tadokoro Megumi asked with some surprise, not expecting to receive a personal compliment from the First Seat.
"Mm."
Eishi Tsukasa smiled at her.
Marinating the salmon took two hours, so Satou and Tadokoro Megumi had nothing else to do below.
Time passed minute by minute, and soon an hour and a half had gone by.
In this half hour, students successively finished their dishes and asked Chapel to taste them.
"Takumi's group, seventy-nine points."
"Ryoko Sakaki's group, seventy points."
"Yamada Seiji's group, thirty-two points."
...
The students who received failing scores all looked very upset.
"Damn it, I feel like Director Chapel is even more demanding."
"Yeah, my total score for this French cuisine class is definitely going to be an E grade."
"It's over."
"Well, Satou, I'll be leaving first."
Erina Nakiri saw that only an hour and a half was left, so she said to Satou, worried that she wouldn't make it if she waited any longer.
"Mm."
Satou nodded.
"Then I'll leave too."
Alice Nakiri waved her hand and also left.
Only Eishi Tsukasa and Kobayashi Rindo remained.
"Hey, Tsukasa-senpai, aren't you going to prepare your own dishes yet?"
Satou asked somewhat strangely.
"It's fine, it's just a simple exam, an hour is enough."
Eishi Tsukasa said with a smile, "I really want to watch you make the complete dish with my own eyes."
"Alright."
Satou shrugged.
"Tsukasa-senpai seems very interested in this transfer student."
"Yes, he's been paying attention to that guy the whole time."
The surrounding students were all a bit surprised and jealous to see Eishi Tsukasa squatting on the kitchen counter, watching Satou cook.
"Is the transfer student's cooking really that good? Even Tsukasa-senpai is drawn to it."
"Yes, Tsukasa-senpai is really paying extra attention to this transfer student. Is he really that amazing?"
By the time the salmon was marinated, only one hour of the class remained.
Eishi Tsukasa stood up with some regret and said, "What a pity. How wonderful it would be to see you complete this dish with my own eyes? Well, I'll be going now."
He also needed to go make his own dish.
"I'm leaving too, then."
Kobayashi Rindo also waved at Satou, clearly intending to leave.
Satou nodded.
Another half an hour passed in a flash.
Chapel calmly announced after tasting Erina Nakiri's dish, "Erina Nakiri's group, ninety-two points."
"What? Ninety-two points? The highest before was only seventy-six points!"
Hearing this score, the students in the classroom were all greatly surprised.
"As expected of the God Tongue."
"Yes, even from the demanding Director Chapel, she can get such a score. This must be the highest score."
"Miss Erina is truly amazing."
Next, a batch of people successively submitted their dishes.
"Alice Nakiri's group, eighty-nine points."
"Yukihira Soma's group, eighty-five points."
...
"Haha, I finally got a passing score."
Yukihira Soma laughed heartily and said.
Alice Nakiri, however, was very unhappy because she was once again outdone by Erina Nakiri.
Meanwhile, Satou had already placed the sliced salmon on the bread, then cracked an egg on top, brushed a layer of olive oil, and put it into the oven.
This was the final step; his dish would be completed soon.
But just then...
Chapel put down his knife and fork and said indifferently, "Eishi Tsukasa's group, ninety-three points."
"Kobayashi Rindo's group, ninety-two points."
The classroom was silent for a moment, then instantly erupted.
"Too strong! Even higher than Miss Erina's score!"
"As expected of the First Seat! And he seemed to have made the dish in less than an hour, right?"
"Yes, it's terrifying."
Satou was also a little surprised because he remembered that Eishi Tsukasa and Kobayashi Rindo had only started cooking in the last hour, yet they received such high evaluations for dishes made so casually.
No wonder the two of them looked so relaxed before, not taking this exam to heart at all.
As expected of the First Seat and Second Seat.
At this moment, Chapel cleared his throat and said indifferently, "For dishes of different grades, I will use different scoring standards. The standard for third-year dishes is the highest."
Upon hearing this, everyone was even more astonished, not expecting Eishi Tsukasa and Kobayashi Rindo to achieve such high scores even under the highest standard.
Eishi Tsukasa, who had already passed the exam, walked over and asked curiously, "Satou, is your dish ready?"
He was clearly looking forward to the dish made with Western Pear Bread, as even he himself was not confident in handling this ingredient well.
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