Reborn in Japan as a Chef God
Chapter 471 - 470: Chance Encounter (Part 2)

Chapter 471: Chapter 470: Chance Encounter (Part 2)

"Heh, so it’s him!"

Xia Yu fixed her gaze and saw the middle-aged man full of a black-clad indifferent demeanor, her eyes flashed, and she spoke, "Should I address you as Nakamura Ayame, or Tiqie Ji?"

"Oh, you’ve already been expelled from the Tiqie Family, never to step foot in Far Moon again, so you have no right to bear the ’Tiqie’ surname."

It didn’t need thinking.

Definitely a spy from Ghost Father, discovering their trail.

In the evening Eriina made a scene at the festival, and she was recognized on the spot, probably by now the internet is ablaze with discussion. Xia Yu secretly smirked to herself; was this taking the fight directly to Ghost Father ahead of time? She was looking forward to it.

Bang!

The middle-aged man took a step forward, exuding a dangerous aura.

"...Are you the one who’s repeatedly ruined my plans?" Tiqie Ji raised his right hand; he seemed ready to take off his black glove, his gaze coldly fixed upon her.

"What are you doing?!"

Zhu Qing slapped the table.

Tiqie Ji’s brows furrowed, he stepped back to his original position.

"Eriina, come with me—"

Ghost Father spoke in an unquestionable tone.

Tiqie Helinai’s head was bowed, her entire body trembling, cold sweat covering her delicate, pink cheeks. She even rose uncontrollably, like a puppet receiving orders, her movements mechanical as if she had lost her soul.

This man, he was her father, the mentor who had excavated her ’Divine Tongue’ to the extreme.

But from that, Eriina’s haughty queen personality emerged.

Had it not been for Xia Yu, Eriina would certainly still be casually disparaging commoners’ food.

"Don’t go!"

Snap!

Firmly grasping Eriina’s trembling arm, Xia Yu pulled the lifeless girl back, shielding her behind himself. Facing Tiqie Ji’s gloomy eyes, Xia Yu let out a chuckle, "Mr. Nakamura, if you want to take Eriina away from me, you’re welcome to, but please have the General give me a call. I’ll let her go immediately. After all, I’m Eriina’s teacher and must be responsible for her safety."

How could he possibly let Ghost Father take Eriina back?

Outside the café, shadows of men in black could be made out.

Tiqie Ji obviously brought people with him, his eyes firmly locked on Xia Yu.

"Here’s a thought."

Xia Yu took the initiative to speak, "Mr. Nakamura, are you interested in a cooking battle with me?"

A series of shocked glances.

Eriina, shielded behind him, shuddered, barely concealing her terror, "No, don’t!"

Subconsciously to Eriina, her father was a demon-like being, invincible indeed.

It was Zhu Qing, however, whose lips curled up in amusement.

"My little niece seems to really enjoy resolving issues through cooking battles!" Zhu Qing muttered internally, but her gaze became even more satisfied, "But a cooking battle is indeed the most direct way to settle disputes, it’s the duel of the culinary world!"

Her gaze fixated on Tiqie Ji’s right hand that was covered by the black glove.

"I’ve heard the calls of a demon."

"Indeed it’s the gourmet cells, a person from the food association, likely a big shot... so, what is his ability?" Zhu Qing pondered.

"A cooking battle?"

Tiqie Ji coldly said, "What can you offer me?"

"And the terms?"

"Umm..."

"Stop messing around, I don’t have time to play cooking games with you. In a real cooking battle, the loser pays with their life!" Tiqie Ji said disdainfully, his gaze sweeping toward the little girl hiding behind Xia Yu, "Eriina, are you sure you won’t come with me? No matter what, I’m still your father, the one who unearthed your ’Divine Tongue’ treasure. Come to me, for your talent shouldn’t be bound by the mundane!"

Eriina didn’t move.

A subordinate pushed open the door and entered the café, whispering behind Tiqie Ji, "People from the IGO Sapporo Defense Bureau are on their way, sir, let’s pull out!"

Tiqie Ji nodded indifferently, "Pull out!"

He turned around and said without a trace of emotion, "I’m very disappointed, Eriina, are you going to turn your back on me?"

"Father..."

Eriina called out softly, her face a blank slate, and she took a step forward in confusion.

"Come here!"

Tiqie Ji shouted again, his gaze returning with an air of authority, but his brows quickly furrowed severely, and his eyes shot out a tangible killing intent.

Xia Yu once again grabbed hold of Tiqie Eriina.

"Since you refuse to accept a Shokugeki, I will have to utterly defeat you on the grand stage of the competition, fair and square!" Xia Yu’s usual smile was gone, as he slowly raised his hand, pointing at Tiqie Ji a few steps away.

This man was the formidable opponent he so wanted to crush.

"Far Moon Contest Team, what’s your rank?"

Tiqie Ji covered his face with a nervous laugh, "With Dojima Yin, Tiqie Zongwei, and Saito Chiyokuro present, do you think you’ll even get to compete?"

"I’ve told you not to treat Shokugeki as a game, and not to underestimate the international contest, you’re still far from skilled enough!"

After dropping those words, Ghost Father left.

The café was disrupted because of this, and Xia Yu, Zhu Qing, and Eriina hurried back in a taxi, no longer in the mood for leisurely strolls.

In the car.

Tiqie Eriina sat between Xia Yu and Zhu Qing, her head hung low, her body trembling with fear from time to time.

"Ding, a new mission!"

"[Rescue ’Divine Tongue’]."

"Hint: In a direct confrontation (Shokugeki, competition), defeat Ghost Father Tiqie Ji, destroy the brainwashing impressions Ghost Father has left in Eriina’s mind, and prove that you are stronger and more reliable than Ghost Father."

"Reward: 1 chance for a grand lottery draw, golden kitchenware ’Endless Pasta Pot’."

Rescue.

It was also the task to defeat Tiqie Ji.

After returning to the villa on Ookura Mountain, Xia Yu wasted no time, locking himself directly in the kitchen.

Tiqie Ji was right about one thing; with his current skills, he didn’t even rank in the current team. His only option was to fully grasp the "Golden Smile" and the other two Killing Recipes, to build his own foundation first.

"Bang!"

The kitchen door was locked from the inside.

Zhu Qing leaned against the wall next to the door, across the hallway was an open glass window, offering the nighttime view of the forested mountains. The autumn breeze blew gently, and despite dress warmly, Zhu Qing felt a chill.

Footsteps.

Dojima Yin and Tiqie Zongwei came side by side.

"Did you encounter that person tonight?" Dojima Yin asked in a somber voice.

"Mm, a very dangerous individual, his awakened gourmet cells are troublesome," Zhu Qing hesitated, "It seems to be an ability that can devour chefs’ spirits, and the only way to counter it is to serve dishes before him."

"Is that so..."

Tiqie Zongwei frowned.

"Yin, are you confident in defeating him?"

Dojima Yin pondered for a while before slowly saying, "Not without enough information."

"Just to be safe, let’s leave it to Chiyokuro."

"That’s all we can do."

Listening to the two’s conversation, Zhu Qing chuckled inwardly.

She suspected that her stubborn nephew would openly challenge on the battlefield; she could already foresee the troubled look on team leader Dojima Yin’s face. The corners of her mouth couldn’t help but curl up with interest, "This competition is getting more and more interesting."