CHAPTER 216: CHAPTER 21: RELUCTANTLY, I’LL MASSAGE YOUR FEET

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Akira Hayama, still at the Gourmet Street restaurant, carefully examined the renowned Chinese dish in the ceramic bowl. Erina had tasted it earlier, but he had only smelled the aroma and hadn’t tried it himself.

"Hisako, are you familiar with your brother-in-law?"

Akira Hayama, having been "punched" by Hisako Arato before, spoke with a playful tone this time.

"Brother-in-law? What do you mean?" Hisako Arato raised her fist. "Erina-sama is Erina-sama, Renz is Renz.

Although our relationship is pretty good, I only acknowledge Erina-sama." However, Hisako admitted she didn’t know much about Renz. Having grown up with Erina, she naturally knew Erina’s preferences inside out: her favorite dishes, her likes, and dislikes. But when it came to Renz, Hisako’s information network was quite limited. She only knew a little.

Akira Hayama chose a new pair of chopsticks from the kitchen. The simplest way for a chef to understand someone is through their cooking. The inviting aroma had already given him a high score for the dish, but whether the taste matched the aroma was worth a try.

The most important aspect of cuisine is still its deliciousness; a good aroma doesn’t necessarily guarantee a great taste. Although the God’s Tongue had tried it and given it high marks, he hadn’t tried it himself. Akira Hayama trusted his own senses more than the God’s Tongue’s judgment.

The broth was thick and rich with fragrance. Akira Hayama took a deep breath; the aroma carried a faint scent of herbs, exhilarating his mind. Buddha’s Temptation is also a type of medicinal cuisine. He picked up his chopsticks, repeatedly stirring the contents, then lifted a piece of pork rib. Upon entry, the meat had melded with the broth, and with a gentle bite, the juices within the meat melted in his mouth. Chewing, the rib was so soft it had lost its shape, easily swallowed with the outer layer of meat.

"As expected of a dish that can satisfy the God’s Tongue," Akira Hayama said, putting down his chopsticks. With just one bite, he understood Renz’s level. Everyone in the winter training would need to re-evaluate Renz’s capabilities.

"Do you want to try some?" Akira Hayama directly revealed his selfish desire. "If you don’t want to try the taste, then I’ll just take it all myself and savor it back at the dorm." He said "savor," but in reality, he was a bit greedy and wanted to eat a few more bites.

"I don’t like medicinal cuisine," Alice had her preferred dishes, and naturally, those she disliked. Medicinal cuisine was her least favorite. If Renz could make other dishes, Alice would be willing to try, but medicinal cuisine, she wouldn’t even take a bite if it meant her life.

"Renz is my brother-in-law; if I want to eat something, I can just ask him to make it," Alice said grandly.

"Great!" Akira Hayama applauded. "Then what about you, Hisako?"

Hisako Arato pondered for a moment. "Medicinal cuisine focuses heavily on the quality of the broth, as do many other medicinal dishes. Pour me some soup; I’ll try the flavor." Hisako wasn’t as intensely interested in the other components of the Buddha’s Temptation. The broth was indeed the core that determined the dish’s flavor. Drinking it would reveal the soul of this dish.

"By the way, Hisako, am I assigned to the same dorm as you?" Alice asked, looking at the message from Dojima Gin on her phone.

"There are only five of us girls in total, so it’s quite obvious we’d be together," Hisako replied.

"Then why don’t I see Erina’s name?" Alice frowned slightly, finding a blind spot in the list.

"Hmm... it seems Erina-sama went to see Dojima Gin-senpai just now, right?" Hisako said, connecting it to previous events. "Maybe it has something to do with dorm assignments? Perhaps Erina-sama wants to live with Renz."

"But doesn’t she still have Rina to take care of? It would be very inconvenient to live with us."

As Hisako said this, Alice grew increasingly annoyed. She had been looking forward to living with Erina. She had slept in the same bed with Erina when they were very young. To be honest, Alice always believed she and Erina had a good relationship. If Erina’s father hadn’t hidden her personal letter, their relationship would have been even closer. It was hard to find an opportunity to "play" with Erina, and now, after all this, it still hadn’t worked out. It was a rare chance to visit Japan for so long; she had to cling to Erina for a few days, no matter what.

Alice mentally plotted her scheme, pondering the best way to "snatch" her "sister."

"The other groups are enthusiastically planning how to open their shops, but our group is terribly lazy," Akira Hayama observed the bustling scene through the restaurant window. "Speaking of which, our head chef hasn’t even told us the name of our restaurant," Akira Hayama said with a wry smile. Akira Hayama had no complaints about Renz’s skill now, but their group’s enthusiasm and organization were lacking. Even the restaurant’s name and selling points hadn’t been decided.

They had only discussed a general operating plan and cooking system, and then their two core members had vanished.

What were they doing? Were they really relying solely on raw skill?

Meanwhile, Renz and Erina were pondering how to spend Christmas. New Year’s in Japan wasn’t as grand as in China; there was no "Spring Festival" concept. However, the Japanese referred to December 31st as "Omisoka," or New Year’s Eve. The period from New Year’s Eve to New Year’s Day was considered the Japanese New Year, which was relatively lively. Christmas, however, was a holiday that could be celebrated or skipped by the Japanese. Renz was celebrating Christmas simply to steal a leisurely half-day from his busy life, to rest whenever he could.

"I say, on Christmas Eve, there will be a fireworks display at the resort. What kind of kimono would look best on me?" Erina had just finished showering. The scent of bath gel drifted casually past Renz’s nose.

"Look at you, asking what kimono would look best," Renz said, using a rhetorical question. "Isn’t it about the person? You’re so beautiful, you’d look good in anything.

Why ask me?"

"Just wear anything out, and who could compare to you?"

Renz’s survival instincts were strong. He had just had a fierce argument with Erina and had managed to coax her back, so he was still in the timid after-effect stage. As arrogant as he had been before, that’s how timid he was now. He had been overly aggressive in his previous verbal assault, fearing Erina might retaliate now.

However, the fireworks display sounded lively, and Renz rather enjoyed that atmosphere.

"Speaking of which, on the night of the fireworks display, Hisako and Alice will also be wearing kimonos, right?"

Renz said timidly. "Honestly, I’m quite curious what Alice, that old Dane, will look like in a kimono." Alice was half-Danish, and Renz was quite eager to see an exotic-style kimono.

Erina raised an eyebrow.

"However, no matter how beautiful Alice is, she can’t compare to one-billionth of my Erina’s beauty."

"Alice might look very good in a kimono, but she’ll always be just that little bit short of you."

"And that little bit will be a boundary she can never cross in her life."

Renz said this with a serious expression.

Erina burrowed into the covers. "Alright, alright, you don’t need to flatter me like that. I’ve been running around all day, and my legs are a bit sore. Could you give me a foot massage?" Erina said seductively and lazily.

Renz wore a saintly expression, as if ready to face death.

"Since you insist, I’ll reluctantly give you a foot massage."

"But before the foot massage, could I trouble you, Erina, to wear stockings?"

Renz asked with a serious face.

"Are you a pervert?" Erina couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

"Maybe a little, but I don’t think there’s anything wrong with being a bit of a pervert to my wife, is there?" Renz still said with a completely serious expression.

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