God of cooking

Chapter 114: The winner's scale (3)

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"It's already been three times, but I still can't get used to this moment."
"It's understandable, because there's no moment that gets you more nervous on moments of fruition. And i'm talking about the cases where that fruition isn't even ours."

At Alan's mumbling, Joseph quietly replied. The votes of the chefs ended. What remained now was only announcing it. One of the two will be given heaven, and to the other one only a deep and heavy despair will be given as it they only got close to that heaven.

'It would be good if they overcame it well.'

Although the lighting was shining brightly, the black counter top and the black walls were too dark to get a bright impression. However rather than the white tables, the 50 chefs that also were wearing white uniforms made this moment kind of sacred and important.

The door opened. The door, which was so big made you wonder if an elephant was going to get in, opened and through that Kaya and Anderson were opening their eyes abruptly. Facing the 50 chefs at his back, Joseph opened his mouth.

"Kaya! Anderson! Before announcing the results, I will congratulate you for a moment. But it isn't because you climbed all the way here. It's because no one among these 50 chefs said the word 'terrible' with their mouths."
"Adding to that, it isn't because the temperaments of the chefs that came here is nice. Because from what I know quite a few nasty people, who are worse than stinky tofu, came."

At Alan's words, some chefs glared at him with fierce eyes. Alan smirked and said.

"Cameramen, if you are curious about who those stinky tofu's are, you can put the chefs that glared at me on the screen."
".........Well, whoever those stinky tofu are, the point is this. You have managed on satisfying chefs with high standards. There was also this word among the evaluations. 'It was a menu that could have been served in my restaurant.' If you know the attachment a chef has on their dish, you will know how difficult it is for them to say this."
"So."

Emily said with a voice mixed with happiness and impatience.

"Right at this moment, we feel light even when he have to eliminate one person. Because I believe that even if you get eliminated here, you didn't do so on cooking."
"Yes, I believe that you will become good chefs. And that you will run restaurants that won't fall back at all compared to the ones the chefs that gathered here have."

Kaya and Anderson just looked in front without saying anything. These two were ones that always clashed and fought, but ironically they were thinking the same thing right now. 'I don't want to lose at all.' They say that you have to see things on the long run, but at least they wanted to step the furthest away.

Grand Chef's victory. This was a shortcut which normal chefs could overcome in an instant. When they are getting recognized by chefs around the world, it would be completed in an instant using the power of the mass. But of course, it was up to themselves whether the instant made star chef could make any progress.

Most of all, the two of them had reasons. Why they couldn't give away the victory of this competition. Just like Columbus discovered a new continent, and Amundsen fought and reached the South Pole, they also wanted the fruits of this competition. They wanted to fill their mouths with the juices that were sweeter than honey.

And they will say that it was sweet. That it was the most beautiful flavor they have tried in their lives.

However, there was only one person that could fell that flavor. The decision of the 52 chefs and 1 epicurean will make only one king or one queen. Kaya bit her lips. At that moment, she thought of her family. And her house. And the studio used by the three people. Memories about rummaging the clothes collection box while being aware of the sights of others and talking at school as if it was a new clothe they had bought.