"Ah… Ah! Ah~"
Perhaps having some realization, a shameful sound escaped Erina Nakiri's mouth, and then the surrounding buildings violently trembled, seemingly also affected by this power.
The next moment, a violent explosion sound came, a large amount of smoke filled the top floor of the Tenshukaku, all the windows shattered, and another powerful aura swept through, dispersing all the surrounding smoke.
"What's going on?"
"The clothing explosion can affect such a wide range!"
"No way, there are three or four city walls between here and the Tenshukaku! How could the 'Bestowal Pulse' have such a large range! It's too shocking."
And besides the Tenshukaku, many spectators who were originally watching the battle outside were also affected by Erina's "Bestowal Pulse", but because of the very long distance, their clothes were only thrown off and were not pulverized by the powerful force.
"Tenshukaku!"
"It cracked open?"
Hisako Arato and Alice Nakiri looked at the scene in front of them in shock. Although they were at the center of the explosion, having Gourmet Cells meant they were not affected in any way, and their clothes were naturally intact.
After all, at the moment the explosion occurred, they protected their clothes, because they had this ability, and they had Hoshino Sora as their boyfriend, so they didn't want to be seen by other opposite-sex individuals.
However, the sight of the collapsing building in front of them truly shocked them. Was this really within human capabilities?!
"The 'Bestowal Pulse' even affected the castle walls and the buildings!?"
"This phenomenon has no precedent in the long history of the Nakitiri Family!"
"Because the deliciousness of the dish broke through the limit, giving her new insights, did the power of the Bestowal Pulse also increase accordingly?!"
Looking far at the Tenshukaku in the distance, the shock on the faces of Dojima Gin and Senzaemon Nakiri became even more apparent. It must be said, this power was simply too great. They had never heard of anyone's "Bestowal Pulse" being able to affect surrounding buildings.
"Let me taste your dish too, Erina."
"Naturally!"
Hoshino Sora didn't care about the situation on the scene, but turned to look at the other party's cooking station. Erina Nakiri naturally couldn't refuse, and generously gave him a portion of her dish.
"Hmm, it's a dish very much in your style. Every detail is perfectly polished, with no flaws to pick out. The only drawback is that it's too tense, so much so that I, as the eater, can feel it."
As the dish entered his mouth, a variety of flavors came one after another. Although this was also a rare delicacy, and full of various innovations, Hoshino Sora tasted cautiousness from it.
That's right, it was cautiousness.
Although he didn't have the God Tongue, he could taste the chef's mental state from the dish. It was the taste of fear of failure, so every detail was handled with extreme care.
Too much is as bad as too little.
"There's no need to be like this, although there are indeed parts of cooking that require carefulness and caution."
"However, not every part needs to be handled with extreme care, like crossing a single-plank bridge. Dishes made this way are too tense. I think you should know what I'm trying to say."
Because he had tasted a large number of dishes made by the God Tongue, and his Gourmet Cells were constantly evolving, Hoshino Sora gradually gained some abilities of the God Tongue. He clearly felt the shortcomings in Erina Nakiri's dish.
"You can do better. Of course, I'm not scolding you when I say this. In fact, after watching your previous matches and your performance at night during this period, I can probably guess your mental state. It should be a very conflicted state, afraid of failure, right?"
Looking into Erina Nakiri's eyes, Hoshino Sora slowly spoke. Although this was indeed an incredibly delicious dish, it was definitely not her true strength. Such a dish was a bit too uninteresting, making one unable to feel the chef's passion.
"There's still an hour until the end of the match. Let's begin! Bring out your full skill. Don't worry about failure. How can there be cooking without failure? The key is the spirit of diligent study!"
"Remember, who do you want to give this dish to? This isn't a match to appease your mother, nor is it a place to prove yourself! Over there, in that place, sits someone to whom you want to dedicate everything you have, pouring out your all!"
Looking at Nakitiri Mana behind the bamboo screen, such a dish could not satisfy the other party. Even he, facing such a dish, couldn't muster much interest.
This dish truly lacked any youthful vigor or passion; it didn't seem like something a young chef would make.
"Honestly, I never thought I'd hear such grand reason from Hoshino-kun one day. I understand, I'll give it my all! Don't you dare complain if I lose then!"
"Hmph, first, you have to have the ability to beat me!"
Looking at Erina Nakiri, whose face was slightly red, who lowered her head and remained silent for a moment before regrouping, Hoshino Sora laughed heartily. To be honest, he wasn't very concerned about the system's final reward. What he cared about was whether his wife could live happily.
After all, rewards could be accumulated over time and would eventually be obtained, but his wife was his wife. Emotions from a certain period should be expressed during that period. Holding them in could easily cause internal injuries, and in severe cases, even form a knot in the heart.
Erina Nakiri was seen cooking at super-high speed. Her hands were like dancing butterflies, gracefully waving in the air, performing a tacit dance with oil, fire, and ingredients.
The silver blade, like moonlight, leaped and shimmered in Erina's hand. Slices of meat were quickly cut out, like works of art, each piece almost the same size, neatly arranged on the cutting board.
Then, she turned on the stove, and under Erina Nakiri's control, the flames danced and spun flexibly as if commanded by her.
She skillfully placed the pan on the fire, poured in oil, and when the oil heated up, she directly poured all the shredded meat into it.
At this moment, Erina Nakiri was like a magician, changing various mysterious poses with the spatula in her hand, guiding the shredded meat in the pan.
She accurately flipped and stirred, ensuring every piece of shredded meat was fully cooked, while also making them tumble and jump in the pan, like a series of wonderful performances.
And this was just one part of the cooking; there were many similar performances, and while the people present marveled at Erina Nakiri's cooking skills, they also looked towards Hoshino Sora.
The young man in front of them looked as usual, but there was a hint of relief deep in his eyes, clearly satisfied with Erina Nakiri's change.
Time passed bit by bit, and as the last second of the competition went by, Erina Nakiri had not stopped her movements, clearly she had not finished within the allotted time.
"I no longer care about the outcome of the competition; now I just want Mother to taste my ultimate creation!"
Seeing Hoshino Sora's questioning gaze, Erina Nakiri shook her head; after his guidance, she was now indifferent to the outcome of this competition.
Yes, her purpose in coming to BLUE had always been only one: to become her mother's hope, so even if she went over time, she would make a dish that would satisfy Nagiri Mana!
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