God of cooking

Chapter 113: The winner's scale (2)

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The sights of the chefs got fixed on Kaya. And she looked at them as if there was a problem.

"What are those eyes?"
"......You are saying such a thing with such a calm expression."
"There are lot more things being said about me, will this much be a problem?"
"Good. I like your ambition. And I also like your dish."

He said while pointing at the langostin. Kaya smirked.

"I told you. That it was made by the chef I admire the most."
"But that admiration, is that possible? He got eliminated earlier than you. In conclusion that means that he's a worse cook than you...... If it were me, I wouldn't be able to admire him."

At those words, Kaya's eyes became sharp.

"The reason why disciples admire their teacher isn't always because they are better than them. In the first place, Minjoon has many talents I don't. The reason why he got eliminated earlier than me is...... he was just unlucky. Because he was a foreigner."
"I don't know about anything else, but I agree on what you said about admiring but not being better than themselves. There are teachers that even if they have good skills, they aren't admirable at all. And there are also teachers that although they don't have skills, they are admirable. I........"

California glanced at New York. New York didn't return the sight, but it could be seen that he was quite aware of it.

"Well, I have a non committed teacher."
"Hey! I brought you up that didn't even have experience and raised you well........!"
"Why don't I have experience? It had already been 10 years since I have washed the dishes instead of my mom."
"So you broke the dishes like that? Originally, I shouldn't even have given you your salary!"
"The dishes were really slippery......"

California started to eat the pure with an expression as if it was really unfair. New York frowned as if he couldn't hold it.

Kaya quietly left the table. She didn't know why she felt good today. Regardless of being a day that she has to be nervous more than ever, she felt peace in her heart.

In the other side, Anderson couldn't do so. But of course, it wasn't that he was showing his lacking side. He led the kitchen more cool headedly than ever, and there were no flaws on the food. However, you couldn't see leisure in his face at all. Perhaps, it would be more obvious in Anderson's situation. It was a moment where his life would be decided. It was a place that even if you wanted to feel comfortable, you couldn't.

Anderson gave several glances to the chefs even while leading on the kitchen. He didn't miss even one moment of their expressions of chewing the food, and the sigh like thing that came out of their mouths. It could simply had been a lump in their throat, or a sigh with disappointment in it, but he couldn't know...... One certain thing was that every time they did that, Anderson's heart trembled.

'Don't think about the competition. Concentrate on serving the customers. Concentrate, Anderson.'

However, hope and anxiousness intersected in his head. His heart pounded so much he wondered if his desire for this competition was this big. When he thought about what he would do if he got eliminated, his breath got clogged as if he had already gotten eliminated.

Ironically, the one that calmed down Anderson was Kaya. Where did she leave her usual fierce and atrocious side of her, that at sometimes she even smiled gently like Chloe and served the chefs. He got nervous by looking at that side of her.

'How damnable.'

But even if he was grumbling he that, he knew. That he had to imitate that damnable attitude. If they had to point out who was the inferior one, everyone would point at him.