God of cooking

Chapter 15: The 100 chefs (1)

This does not belong to me It is translated by KobatoChanDaiSuki  

The people who passed to the second round were basically set to be a hundred people. But in reality you couldn't exactly know if there were a hundred or not. Because the broadcast didn't show each one of them.

And right now, Jo Minjoon could know the truth.

'98,99,100.... There's exactly a hundred.'

He didn't know how they made it to exactly be 100. But one of his curiosities were resolved. The people who passed to the second round were a hundred. There weren't less nor more. Exactly 100. The differences from all around the country that were elected were gathered here.

Jo Minjoon took out a zipper bag. Inside it were different coloured jellies, enlarged like worms. It was made by Jessie. After the incident on that day, whenever she was bored, she would make some jelly.

"Not delicious."

It was an honest thought. It wasn't sweet, nor soft. If you kept on chewing, it just hurt your mandible. And that was the worst kind of jelly. But somehow, when he chewed that, the nervousness all faded away. Should he say that it was as his parents were holding his hands?

The participants were holding conversations with the people around with a nervous face surrounded by the installed cameras. The broadcasting place was inside Grand Chef's building in Chicago. The 5 floored building was a place only people with connections with Grand Chef could get in. Even the rooms the participants could stay were provided inside. Of course, it didn't mean that all 100 participants could stay. The rooms for the participants were at least 30. And.

'That means that at least 70 of us are not going to pass.'

After letting a short sigh, Jo Minjoon turned his head. And soon put on a face. Next to him was seated a familiar person. Kaya. It was Kaya Lotus.
It wasn't like they seated together on purpose. It was because they were both participants from New York. Although the seats weren't assigned by countries, the participants that entered in the room ordered themselves as if they were being loaded on a truck. They weren't an exception just because they came together from New York. The four people that passed were on a state that didn't even know why they were like that.

"Ahem, how about we present ourselves properly? Earlier on the plane I thought I was dying of awkwardness. I'm Amanda Olsen."

The one who opened her mouth was a fat, no, a big bodied white girl. She was a ginger with freckles, and because of the fat on her face, it was difficult to determine her age. However he was sure that she was at least on her thirties. The one who replied Amanda was a black man near Jo Minjoon's age. He had a height that seemed to surpass 180cms but compared to his height, he was quite the timid type. He said while laughing awkwardly.

"Oh..... I'm Marco Denver."
"Jo Minjoon."

Jo Minjoon replied briefly. He was a bit unkind, but he didn't want to hold a long conversation with people he would probably soon separate. He didn't want to make friends in vain, because in case they disqualified he would feel uncomfortable. Precisely speaking, he was thinking that about Amanda. Jo Minjoon, before reincarnating used to watch Grand Chef season 3. And even knew who passed and who did not. For Kaya, it was obvious. Because she was the winner. And.....

'Marco. This person got to the top 10, probably.'

He didn't exactly know when he got disqualified, but he remembered that he survived for quite a while. However Amanda didn't. In the first place, Jo Minjoon didn't even see her on the broadcast. Even if he did, that scene didn't give him a deep impression. If that wasn't the case, then there would be no way to not remember her.