Reborn in Japan as a Chef God
Chapter 441 - 440: Home Tutoring

Chapter 441: Chapter 440: Home Tutoring

The day after the draw.

Early in the morning, the envelopes sent out by the "Autumn Selection" Execution Committee were delivered to the hands of the 8 contestants.

Tiqie Mansion.

Ailisha, dressed in casual sportswear, had just returned from a morning run, her pale, delicate cheeks bearing traces of sweat.

"Miss, this is your letter."

The head maid handed the envelope to Ailisha.

"Oh, have the draw results come out? Who is my opponent in the quarterfinals? Yashan Liang? Xingping Chuangzhen?"

Ailisha tore open the seal marked ’Execution Committee’ and took out a neatly folded document from the envelope, unfolding it, and instantly her mouth fell open.

"My God... it’s her!"

After her initial shock, Ailisha’s face showed deep apprehension.

What about the topic?

Somewhat hastily, she flipped to the second sheet, glanced at it, and then crumpled the two documents into a ball and thrust them at the head maid, commanding stiffly, "Throw this in the trash for me!"

Saying so, she lost her smile and hurried away.

Unforeseen in the mansion’s hall, she bumped into the person she least wanted to encounter.

Tiqie Helinai was waiting for her at the foot of the stairs.

"Ailisha, how did it go? Your opponent is Sen Tian Makoto, and the topic is ’bento’..." Helinai’s lips curled into a pleased smile, "And just so you know, Instructor Xia is the one who drew this lucky lot for you!"

The two sisters didn’t live in the school dormitory, but the Tiqie Mansion was large enough, with many yards, and the sisters’ boudoirs were on opposite sides, making such direct encounters almost impossible unless deliberately staked out.

"So what if it’s Sen Tian Makoto!"

Annoyed, Tiqie Ailisha extended her fair finger, pointing directly at Helinai, and declared loudly, "My goal is to defeat you!"

"The ’Autumn Selection’ is just my first step. Just you wait, my dear cousin!"

With those words, Ailisha strode away.

Helinai was about to chase after her to kick her while she was down, when suddenly a maid hurried over to report that a distinguished guest had arrived.

A distinguished guest?

Who would visit so early in the morning?

Curious, the guest had been led to the teahouse, so Helinai began walking there.

In the teahouse corridor, from afar, the conversation between an old man and a young man drifted over.

"Not at all, General, you flatter me."

"Flattery? I’m merely stating a fact. Don’t think I don’t watch the news or check Twitter. This year’s Far Moon ’Autumn Selection’ has unprecedented attention and impact, and your introduction of the Fantasy Spices in the preliminaries perfectly matched the theme of curry, causing a major stir in Neon’s curry industry..."

Tiqie Xianzuowen said cheerfully.

It was not Helinai’s imagination, her family’s old man treated the young man as if he was his own grandchild, with a kind and pleased demeanor.

His own grandson?

Helinai’s thoughts immediately went astray, and she unconsciously stopped, standing in the corridor with a dreamy look and blushing cheeks.

"I also watched the recordings of the added matches."

The usually stern and rigid Far Moon Commander was personally pouring tea for Xia Yu and pushed the cup towards him with a smile, saying, "The student who won, is it Takeomi Aldini? Another student found the right path under your guidance."

"But that student named Mizuo Ang also has potential, though..."

Xia Yu sipped his hot tea, set down the cup, and responded, "Don’t worry, General. In my care, I teach without discrimination. I will guide Mizuo Ang onto the right path."

"Then I shall look forward to it!" Xianzuowen’s eyes lit up.

"Well, General, the reason I came so early is actually to give Ailisha some private tutoring."

Seeing the opportunity, Xia Yu got straight to the point.

"Go ahead, you’ll find Ailisha in the west courtyard. A servant will guide you there."

Xianzuowen did not detain him further and waved his hand.

Xia Yu slightly bowed, put on his shoes outside the teahouse, and his figure disappeared among the courtyard trees.

...

Having received the maid’s report, Ailisha specially changed into a Western dress to greet Instructor Xia.

"Instructor!"

Ailisha stood cheerfully in front of Xia Yu.

She wore on her face all the joy of Xia Yu’s arrival.

Don’t misunderstand, this joy was a form of respect and admiration for a senior.

When Xia Yu had beaten Ayaka Yuchuan at the end of July, this young man had almost become Ailisha’s faith, the goal she strove for.

How Ailisha wished that one day she too could stand on the grand stage of Far Moon and cleanly defeat Helinai.

In her mind, Helinai and Ayaka Yuchuan were equals, both super female geniuses.

"Ailisha, did you receive the letter from the Execution Committee?"

Xia Yu looked into the beautiful eyes of the girl that reflected his image.

"Yes."

The emotionally volatile girl immediately showed her annoyance and glared at Xia Yu, "Instructor, you’ve really drawn me the best lot!"

Ignoring the girl’s full belly of complaints, Xia Yu forcibly put on an instructor’s pose and coughed, "Ailisha, who the opponent is doesn’t matter, and what the theme is doesn’t matter either... What’s important is your performance and your confidence!"

Her eyes flickered.

"So, Instructor Xia, if I happen to win against Mr. Sen Tian, would you be upset?" The silver-haired girl asked with a sly gleam.

Xia Yu couldn’t help but smile.

"You are all my students."

That was his only answer.

"Really?"

Ailisha pretended to release a heavy sigh of relief, patting her rather ample bosom, trembling as she did so.

But Xia Yu didn’t even look and instead looked around.

"Do you have a professional kitchen here? Take me to it, then present your proudest dish, and let me see your most real culinary world..."

She paused slightly, stunned.

Ailisha finally understood the reason behind Xia Yu’s sudden visit.

Private tutoring?

She was quite interested, so she led Xia Yu to a professional kitchen that looked like an electronics store.

It was filled with all sorts of molecular instruments.

Ailisha changed into a pristine chef’s outfit and returned to stand at the cooking station, busy cooking molecular gastronomy and humming a song as she asked:

"Instructor, why did you want to coach me?"

"Do you want the truth?"

"Of course!"

"I’m afraid that the first round of the elimination match might be a crushing battle rather than a fierce competition..." Xia Yu candidly said, "If so, wouldn’t the aura I built up in the preliminary and additional matches just go to waste!"

"A crushing battle? Eh...!"

The girl who had just caught on turned back swiftly, genuinely angry now, pouting.

"I need private coaching... So, in your eyes, I’m the one being crushed?" Ailisha was already trembling.

Xia Yu had nothing to say.

But sometimes silence speaks louder than words.

As a direct descendant of the Tiqie family, boasting pride that was ingrained in her bones was Ailisha Tiqie.

"Hmph, since that’s the case, Instructor Xia, I’ll show you what real molecular gastronomy is..."

"What you will see is a whole new, magnificent culinary world!"

Before long.

Ailisha presented a dish shrouded in mist.

"Please taste—"

She lifted the lid.