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"And why do you insist that the first child must be a daughter? Why can't it be a boy?" Hisako Arato asked, holding her head in a strange pose.

"Because I have a premonition that the first one will be a girl, and I've even thought of a name... Erm, let's call her Rina Nakiri," Renz teased Hisako playfully. "At that time, we might have to trouble Auntie Hisako to help us take care of her."

"Go away! I don't want to help you take care of kids!" Hisako Arato showed a very unwilling expression, but privately, she began to silently recall what Erina looked like as a child. If it's the Erina-sama's daughter, she must be super cute! It would be so wonderful to play with the Erina-sama's daughter! Renz looked at Hisako's expression and smiled. This person really couldn't hide her thoughts at all.

It took five minutes to return to the hotel. Renz packed a few things from Erina's side, only taking his phone and a few changes of clothes. About fifteen minutes later, Senzaemon Nakiri knocked on the door.

After giving Erina a few instructions with a smile, he led Renz to his temporary room for rest. It was a very simple room, impeccably clean. Senzaemon brought out two pots of tea from the kitchen, and they both sat cross-legged on the floor. Senzaemon's smile, which he had worn in front of Erina, faded, slowly becoming serious. Warm tea steamed.

"Do you play Go?" Senzaemon asked.

"Yes," Renz thought to himself. Not only do I play Go, but you, Old Man, taught me this very skill. Senzaemon pulled out a Go board. Playing Go was one of his few hobbies. He hadn't expected this young man, Renz, to play Go as well. He wondered how many moves Renz could last against his old, rusty game.

"Then let's play a game, old man," Senzaemon said nothing else, his gaze fixed on the board. Renz sipped the tea Senzaemon brewed. It had been a long time since he tasted the Old Man's tea, and it was quite pleasant.

Senzaemon gestured for Renz to make the first move, waiting as Renz slowly placed a stone on the board. They exchanged moves. Renz, of course, didn't dare to play too aggressively. He would make three moves, then think about how to subtly let Senzaemon win. The Old Man's Go skills were actually quite mediocre, and Renz wondered why he loved playing so much.

"Erina really likes you..." Senzaemon said leisurely.

However, Renz showed no panic at this sudden topic shift because he was well-prepared. The Old Man approaching him like this clearly indicated he had something to say, something to ask. Earlier, there were too many people around, making it inconvenient to talk in detail. This private setting was the best place for a discussion.

"I can tell, her eyes are all on you," Senzaemon said, feeling a sense of relief as he uttered these words. His initial uncertainty, then his worry, and now, after observing them for a few days, he saw much more than he had when he was completely unaware. Senzaemon often didn't interfere with Erina's decisions. He had a hands-off approach to education, only stepping in to make choices for Erina in unavoidable situations.

"Do you mean...?" Renz felt a little nervous. The Old Man's attitude was crucial; his word was almost final. What he decided wouldn't change, and no one could change it.

"Don't be in a hurry," Senzaemon said unhurriedly. "Have you... thoroughly understood the curse of the God's Tongue?" Just as Senzaemon expected Renz to say "I haven't heard of it," Renz unexpectedly replied, "Yes, Erina has already told me about the curse of the God's Tongue."

"Erina already told you?" Senzaemon felt a pang of internal anguish. Erina had revealed too much of their family secrets.

"Yes, I'll find a way to resolve the curse of the God's Tongue," Renz said with a serious expression. The previous conversation's main point was that Senzaemon was worried about Erina marrying out and her children not having a good life. The curse of the God's Tongue was somewhat like a "rich man's disease"; if one's family circumstances were poor, the drawbacks of the God's Tongue could become apparent early, gradually leading to physiological anorexia and then death.

"It's very difficult to solve," Senzaemon sighed. "If it were that easy to solve, Mana wouldn't have become that way." Frankly, in the future, it was indeed resolved, but Renz's solution was quite extreme and difficult for others to replicate. However, Renz couldn't explain the facts, which made him feel awkward.

"Do you know about the Rough Gem Generation Plan?" Senzaemon's eyes showed a hint of pain. "This was a method I considered, but many people might become sacrifices to polish Erina."

Renz was startled. He genuinely didn't know about this, and Erina hadn't told him either. This clearly indicated that even Erina herself might not be aware of it.

"What kind of plan is the Rough Gem Generation Plan...?" Renz asked softly.

"It's both complex and simple. It's about using Totsuki Academy's influence to bring all talented young chefs from around the world to Totsuki to study. Through interaction and competition with Erina, her culinary skills would be enhanced and polished to an unparalleled level, allowing her to resolve the drawbacks of the God's Tongue herself."

"This is my idea, but it's also selfish," Senzaemon rarely showed such a melancholic expression. "Rough gems" referred to unpolished talent. To find superior "rough gems" that could polish Erina, Senzaemon and Soue Nakiri searched everywhere for excellent young chefs. This was a way to stimulate growth. The God's Tongue, in terms of talent, was unrivaled in its era. Once these young chefs interacted with Erina, their confidence and pride would quickly be crushed by her.

Because the talent gap was too vast, Erina could quickly absorb their strengths and then mercilessly leave them behind. If they were unlucky, these rough gems would shatter while polishing Erina. While it's true that some people with poor mindsets have difficulty growing, Senzaemon's approach might inadvertently allow Erina to mercilessly "devour" those rough gems who had the potential to advance further. It would turn naturally talented individuals into stepping stones for Erina.

"However, no matter what sacrifices are made, I must make Erina herself the hope for the God's Tongue," Senzaemon said, staring at Renz.

"Are you... prepared to potentially be devoured by Erina?"

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