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Breakdown, Father-in-Law Wears a Mask of Suffering
It ended 3-0.
No one expected this Shokugeki challenge, which had been hyped as the "Gourmet Street Final," to conclude with such a starkly contrasting outcome.
It wasn't Gin Dojima, one of Totsuki Academy's strongest chefs in history, who claimed victory.
Instead, it was Renz, the husband of the God's Tongue Erina, a man who had not appeared in mainstream media for a long time, who became famous in one battle. Only then did people suddenly recall that this usually low-key Renz was actually a former Totsuki Academy top student. It was just that after marrying Erina, he rarely made public appearances, choosing to stay out of the media spotlight.
At this point, Renz's display of skill was undeniably sensational.
However, if it were merely the sudden revelation of his skill, it wouldn't have generated such immense buzz. The key was that Renz was no ordinary person.
His wife was the God's Tongue.
This instantly multiplied the potential for news and extended stories by countless times.
Numerous media outlets, both online and print, immediately began fabricating their next hot news reports after the Gourmet Street Shokugeki challenge.
Gossip exists everywhere.
Human curiosity is inherent.
Mainstream media certainly focused on the Gourmet Street challenge, reporting on Renz's solo success in challenging the entire Gourmet Street, now covered in glory and ascending to the pinnacle of the Japanese culinary world.
But other media outlets' focus was skewed.
Smaller media outlets, you see.
They inherently had low traffic. Writing about ordinary content wouldn't attract readers, so they always needed a gimmick to gain attention.
[Loving Couple, Who Exactly is the Husband of the God's Tongue?]
[Shocking: Erina Nakiri Exposed to be Secretly Married Has a Daughter.]
[The Man You Most Hate in All of Japan, He Successfully Made the List.]
Erina held a very high status. The Nakiri family had made a name for themselves beyond the culinary world in Japan; their family's fame wasn't limited to Japan's culinary scene, but also extended to other circles in Japan, and Erina was even very famous internationally.
Could an ordinary entertainer compare to Erina?
They couldn't.
Completely insignificant.
Even the most famous entertainers, perhaps in terms of traffic and popularity, might surpass Erina due to frequently appearing in popular TV dramas or movies, but Erina's status was firmly established. Just one appearance in the media could easily overshadow so-called famous entertainers.
This situation was very similar to the Samsung
"Princess" in Korea.
She usually didn't make news, but when she did, everyone globally knew about her family's gossip.
However, compared to the Samsung "Princess," Erina was even more famous due to her unique God's Tongue, a family inheritance. Secondly, the Nakiri family's reputation far surpassed that of the Samsung group.
When something happened to the Samsung group, most people watched with a sense of schadenfreude.
Towards Erina, many people held a gentler attitude.
At this very moment,
Renz, standing on the stage, quietly said, "Um, old man, can I... leave now?"
In Renz's eyes, these matters were simply a repeat performance. Most of these people, Renz had already defeated them in future Shokugekis; this was just a rematch.
With Erina's cooperation, over twenty years of culinary understanding, and an almost omni-directional and vast knowledge base, winning was the expected outcome.
After being commented on,
Renz should have politely said a few words, shared some thoughts.
But at this point, he didn't have much inclination.
He came here to "clean up after" Erina's actions, both to give Senzaemon Nakiri face and to thoroughly conclude the entire Shokugeki, respecting Gin Dojima's side of the chefs.
Face was given, and respect was shown.
Asking him to share a few thoughts, wouldn't that be twisting the knife in Gin Dojima's heart?
However, Renz's words at this moment, in Senzaemon Nakiri's eyes, were very much like a "shy and reserved child" who didn't really want to be bathed in the public eye.
"Is something urgent?" Senzaemon Nakiri genuinely didn't want Renz to leave at this time.
"Erina seems to be in a bad mood, I'll go back and check on her," Renz said without thinking twice.
This Shokugeki was initially Renz's impromptu idea, but after continuous discussions with Erina, the entire Shokugeki strategy was decided. He came to participate in this Shokugeki for fame. After winning, his reputation would rise. In this day and age, fame brings money, and money helps support the family, ensuring a good quality of life.
It wasn't that Renz wanted to show off how incredibly powerful he was.
Having won the Shokugeki, there was no need to stay here and "mock" others for their shortcomings. As for a speech, he could just say something casual; the main point was whether he could vent some frustration for his dear wife.
However, his father-in-law, a man of higher standing than ordinary people, showed no signs of anger or displeasure. Instead, he "smilingly" congratulated Renz.
So, staying here had lost its meaning.
"Is that so?" Senzaemon Nakiri heard this and couldn't very well refuse. How wonderful it was for the young couple to be so loving! He was very pleased with the strong bond between Renz and Erina.
"Oh, no, that won't do. Basic courtesy is still necessary," Azami Nakiri said, feigning the stance of an "elder" giving guidance. "To leave like this without any remarks is disrespectful to everyone."
In truth, Renz hadn't done anything wrong, but Azami Nakiri's words were truly "disgusting." He was conjuring up a situation that didn't exist, claiming it was disrespectful to others.
By putting such a label on it, even people who hadn't had that thought would start to.
Moreover, in doing so, Azami Nakiri fully embodied the air of a family elder, giving off the impression of guiding a junior, appearing "benevolent" in the eyes of outsiders.
"Hahahahaha, this was just a private Shokugeki, not some official competition. What kind of speech is needed? Or should I bring out another trophy?" Senzaemon Nakiri's single sentence utterly suppressed Azami Nakiri.
He was now regretting letting Azami Nakiri be a judge here.
They still didn't get along.
That guy's actions never brought anyone joy. How had he misjudged him back then?
From Azami Nakiri's own standpoint, he had amply gained profit and fame, and as an elder, he had exerted pressure, completely giving Renz a strong warning.
But those were all developed from his personal interest.
Azami Nakiri hadn't considered giving his son-in-law an opportunity for advancement. And his previous comments, now that he listened, were indeed malicious, implicitly carrying the intention of "praise to kill."
Senzaemon Nakiri had thought that with himself present, and the further comprehensive cooperation between Totsuki Academy and Seiryo Academy in recent years, deepening the competitive events between the two academies and improving the success rate of students,
Azami Nakiri would also consider various relationships and temper his personality a bit. But unexpectedly, that guy hadn't changed at all. The lessons he gave him back then were still not enough, not harsh enough.
Senzaemon Nakiri's protective remarks also negated and eliminated the impression Azami Nakiri's original words had given.
Renz, however, turned his face and glanced at Azami Nakiri.
He shrugged his shoulders, extremely helpless, and said,
"Alright, if you insist that I give a speech, then I'll keep it simple."
"Personally, I'm not interested in cooking. Shokugeki is purely for entertainment, and winning is just luck. However, I don't think it would be a problem to beat Azami Nakamura, senior."
"After all, I defeated Eishi Tsukasa three years ago, and I even challenged the entire Seiryo Academy ."
"Three years later, I can still do it."
"Oh, right, Azami Nakamura, senior, you probably aren't as skilled as Eishi Tsukasa in cooking now, are you?"
"Probably not."
"As for who taught me how to cook, why would I learn?
I'll answer simply: Erina taught me. Learning to cook is about how to take care of my wife and children. If you insist on imposing some grand ambition on my ideal of learning to cook, it's not realistic."
"And finally, what I want to say is..."
"Cooking is meant to bring happiness to people."
"It's not a showpiece for people to marvel at and praise."
"May my cooking always accompany everyone; it doesn't need to be self-admired in a display case."
"Cold dishes aren't delicious."
"I also made a few more dishes with these ingredients.
Thank you to all the tourists who came to enjoy the Shokugeki. If you're interested, you're welcome to try
them."
"My apologies for the simple hospitality. Please enjoy."
After Renz finished speaking, he flashed a "heroic" smile
towards the crowd looking at him.
His concise words, whether veiled or direct, mercilessly pierced Azami Nakiri's heart.
This left Azami Nakiri, who had put on such airs, devoid of his previous sense of "everything is under control" and superior condescension. His face slowly darkened.
"Well said!" Senzaemon Nakiri's follow-up sentence made Azami Nakiri, who had already been publicly humiliated by Renz, feel even more unbearable.
Hit by such a double blow,
Azami Nakiri was in extreme discomfort at this moment.
None other than this: everything Renz said hit Azami Nakiri's painful spots.
Simply put, he broke down.
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