My wife name is Erina Nakiri

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Human growth, under the control of time, is limited. There's only so much knowledge one can acquire in a year. Even with extreme effort, it's impossible for a middle school student to complete high school and university studies, and even begin master's and doctoral degrees, all within a single year. Even if Erina possessed a cheat-like divine tongue, capable of quickly identifying issues in her cooking, her growth rate shouldn't have been so rapid. This level of culinary improvement was terrifying, as if she had become a different person, subverting Mana Nakiri's understanding.

Hisako Arato didn't detect this issue because she wasn't aware of the frightening leap in Erina's progress. However, Mana Nakiri, with the analytical power of her divine tongue, truly felt the intensity of this growth rate.

"Isn't this just the result of casual learning?" Erina couldn't explain the reason. Could she really say that she had traveled to the future, learned all culinary styles, and even worked with Renz to develop new dishes? She could only attribute it to her talent.

"Then I truly underestimated your talent," Mana Nakiri didn't deny Erina's talent. Growing up in such an environment, with the help of her divine tongue, it wasn't impossible for Erina to suddenly have a breakthrough, but the increase in skill after this breakthrough was too outrageous.

"I declare the winner of this Shokugeki to be Erina," Mana Nakiri calmly announced the result to the others. She didn't care about being questioned. Indeed, Mana Nakiri and Erina were related by blood. There was a possibility of "fraud." However, judging by the facts, the winner of this Shokugeki was undoubtedly Erina, simply because her Crab Roe Tofu satisfied Mana Nakiri's divine tongue enough for her to eat the entire dish.

Rindo Kobayashi had already seen her defeat coming. When she saw Mana Nakiri frown, she knew that there might have been a mistake in her dish's preparation, leading to defeat. The answer was as expected, but she calmly accepted her loss. Mana Nakiri was known internationally as an impartial judge.

Totsuki Academy had also produced many world-renowned chefs who participated in Mana Nakiri's competitions, but few gained any advantage. However, what she cared about more was why Erina, whose strength in school seemed neither particularly strong nor weak—just average—possessed such incredible true power. Because... a dish that Mana Nakiri could finish eating had at least entered the ranks of celebrity cuisine; even world-class chefs could only get Mana Nakiri to taste their dishes. Currently, only the top three chefs in the world could make a dish that satisfied Mana Nakiri.

What was even more exaggerated was... everyone has good and bad days. It's not that a chef is strong and remains strong forever; otherwise, why would world rankings fluctuate each year? The top ten chefs in the world, on a good day, with their best dishes, could potentially claim the number one spot at any time.

After judging, Mana Nakiri slowly walked off the stage like a passerby, and then left alone.

"Can I taste your dish?" Rindo Kobayashi approached and asked. She wanted to know what the dish that defeated her tasted like.

"There's only a bit left. Do you want to eat it?" Renz's small bowl probably only had enough for one spoonful.

"Yes," Rindo Kobayashi said with certainty. She reached out to take the spoon and bowl, but Erina quickly intercepted. She swiftly snatched the spoon from Renz's hand and repeatedly rinsed it in the sink.

Then she turned and said, "There, the spoon is clean now. It's better for a man and woman to maintain their image."

Rindo Kobayashi hadn't noticed anything about indirect kisses between a man and a woman; she was always laid-back and didn't pay much attention to such things, but she instinctively thanked Erina.

She savored a mouthful of the Crab Roe Tofu. Rindo Kobayashi's gluttonous nature was immediately triggered. This Crab Roe Tofu had something added to it that not only made it delicious but also stimulated her appetite.

"Can you make me another portion?" Rindo Kobayashi said without formality.

"One bite isn't enough! Anyway, there's plenty of ingredients here; spending the program team's funds is no loss." Crab Roe Tofu uses a lot of crabs. Only using the roe and not the meat was very wasteful of ingredients.

Who knew Rindo Kobayashi would say something so outrageous? But upon first hearing it, it sounded quite reasonable.

"Alright, I'll make another portion," Renz agreed. "I can also make this dish, and mine tastes even better than Erina's."

"Really?!" Rindo Kobayashi thought Erina's was already incredibly delicious. She didn't expect Renz to be even more skilled.

"But, I'm a little tired right now." Renz was about to lift his hand to start cooking when the soft flesh around his waist was mercilessly kneaded by Erina's fingernails. Erina wasn't jealous or petty; she did this simply to warn Renz not to spread his warmth around. That wicked woman. Just you wait, when I get back to the hotel, if I don't knead you until you can't get out of bed, I'm not named Renz anymore.

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Mitosu yawned as she continued to register the names on her list. The registered participants had gradually arrived, and the hotel rooms were almost fully occupied. She filled in the last name. The day's work was done. She could slack off and rest a bit.

Outside, someone walked in. Mitosu immediately stood up and said respectfully, "Ms. Mana, did something happen? Do you need assistance?"

"Is my daughter, Erina, on the list of participants?" Mana Nakiri asked coldly. Seeing Erina's presence, she felt a lingering doubt. The list she had received clearly didn't include Erina's name, so why was Erina here? She couldn't help but feel curious.

"I apologize, your daughter is not on this participant list. We did not invite her. According to the team, Erina's participation in this competition would be a breach of contract. If she wanted to come, we wouldn't dare let her participate," Mitosu explained.

Under these circumstances, only one situation was allowed: a friendly guest appearance. If it was just a guest appearance for a few scenes, one or two appearances, it wouldn't be a big deal.

"Then why is she here?" Mana Nakiri pressed.

"Oh, I remember now. Your daughter is here as a member of a friends and family support group for this program," Mitosu quickly said.

"That's why she's not on the participant list but is still here."

"Friends and family support group?"

"Whose friends and family support group?" Mana Nakiri's doubts only grew as her previous questions were answered.

"It's for that young chef, Renz. She seems to be participating as his girlfriend," Mitosu provided the final answer.

"Oh, I see," Mana Nakiri roughly understood the situation. She was about to leave when she suddenly stopped. She had thought of a question. A significant question.

"Erina... where is she staying tonight?"

"I remember there aren't many rooms in this hotel, are there?"

"With the participants and the friends and family support group, there must be quite a few people. It's probably not spacious enough for everyone to have their own single room, is it?" Mana Nakiri's sudden stop revealed a rather serious point of contention. Mitosu paused. She was stunned.

"You... you didn't know?"

"Your daughter and your future son-in-law, her boyfriend, are staying in a single room."

"There aren't enough rooms in this hotel to provide your daughter with another single room." Mitosu had assumed all along that Erina had informed her family, because when Erina arrived, Mitosu had reminded her that there was a small town nearby where she could rent accommodation.

But Erina's attitude was quite firm, making it seem as if her family was aware of the situation. Erina had requested a single room. Mitosu didn't interfere; she didn't have the authority, and there was no need to interfere.

Upon hearing this response, Mana Nakiri's eyes narrowed.

Well, well, well.

They dare to cohabitate, sharing a single room?

There's only one bed in a single room!

Staying there for a few nights, won't that inevitably lead to complications?

She hadn't expected that Erina, at such a young age, would be so bold. For this age group, Mana Nakiri believed it was necessary to exercise appropriate oversight. Tonight, she would give them both a little surprise.

A man and a woman sleeping in a single room?

Don't even think about it.

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