My wife name is Erina Nakiri

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Senzaemon Nakiri had looked after Erina for many years. Earlier, Erina wasn't supposed to be raised by him, her grandfather, but by her biological parents. However, due to certain circumstances, his daughter Mana Nakiri, after learning that Erina possessed the "God's Tongue," was struck by it and couldn't accept the situation, leaving Azami Nakiri.

In the eyes of the outside world, the God's Tongue was the greatest gift to the Nakiri family, the primary reason for their supreme status in the culinary world. Without the God's Tongue, the Nakiri family might not have been able to stand as a titan for so many years. But only those within the Nakiri family truly understood the God's Tongue.

The God's Tongue could discern the flaws in various dishes, but precisely because they tasted countless dishes, they would eventually become very "picky."

At the same time, this "pickiness" would lead to physical discomfort. When they grew tired of the same delicious dishes, or when they ate average-level dishes, the possessors of the God's Tongue couldn't even manage to swallow. It wasn't that they were unwilling to eat, but rather that the God's Tongue "wouldn't allow" them to consume such dishes, often leading to a situation where they had to rely on IV drips to survive.

Mana Nakiri's departure drove his wayward son-in-law, Azami Nakiri, into madness, and he began to relentlessly train Erina. Compared to Mana Nakiri, Erina possessed not only the God's Tongue but also terrifying culinary talent.

Azami Nakiri wanted to efficiently improve Erina's culinary skills to achieve his goal of "rescuing" the God's Tongue. However, the training was too cruel, and Azami Nakiri fell into a state of obsession. Senzaemon Nakiri had a huge quarrel with Azami Nakiri, took Erina back, and henceforth parted ways with Azami Nakiri.

At that time, Erina's personality had become somewhat arrogant due to Azami Nakiri's upbringing. She looked down on all other dishes, believing her talent was one in a million. It was difficult to impress Erina. Unless one could completely win her over. Erina would only stand as the head chef, in the most dazzling position.

To make her retreat to a secondary role, to honestly be an assistant, in Senzaemon Nakiri's eyes, was even more astounding than Renz defeating Eishi Tsukasa in French cuisine. At first glance, Senzaemon Nakiri felt that there was a big problem here. Could there be some story? He would observe for now.

"Since everyone has chosen their culinary partners, I announce that this team battle, with no restrictions on theme, dish type, or quantity, officially begins!" Although Senzaemon Nakiri had many doubts and distracting thoughts, he calmly announced the start of the competition.

As he uttered these words, Erina and Renz, with clear division of labor, went to their respective areas to find ingredients. The former sought medicinal ingredients, while the latter went to find the supplementary ingredients needed for the broth in this medicinal dish.

Senzaemon Nakiri descended from the judges' table. Such an action was against the rules, but this was a friendly match, and Senzaemon Nakiri was not only a judge but also a referee. Erina's unusual behavior, Senzaemon Nakiri had to investigate personally.

He scanned the area. From their choice of ingredients, Eishi Tsukasa and Momo Akanekubo still opted for European cuisine, and judging by their personal styles, it was likely a European dish primarily featuring desserts. He wondered what dish Erina would make this time.

When Senzaemon Nakiri saw Erina bringing back ingredients like Gigeria galli (chicken gizzard lining), hawthorn, tremella, goji berries, lotus seeds, lily bulbs, and so on, Senzaemon Nakiri quickly understood what team dish Erina intended to make.

It was medicinal cuisine. An unlikable theme. Senzaemon Nakiri sighed inwardly, wondering what level Erina could achieve. Hisako Arato seemed quite skilled at medicinal cuisine, didn't she? It must have been learned from Hisako. However, Erina inherently disliked medicinal cuisine, so why would she make it this time? Medicinal cuisine wasn't the kind of dish that easily gained attention!

Meanwhile, Erina's attention was fully focused on the cooking, so she naturally didn't notice her grandfather, Senzaemon Nakiri, coming down to observe. Renz and Erina's division of labor was distinct; they hardly hindered each other. When passing ingredients, they would even receive them without making eye contact. Amazing coordination.

Senzaemon Nakiri narrowed his eyes. Cooking also depended on synergy. In a three-star restaurant, the head chef and assistant chef's synergy would take at least five years to build.

The higher the synergy, the higher the completion of the dish and the efficiency of cooking would be. Simply put, newly partnered chefs needed to verbally ask for ingredients and receive prompts, while highly coordinated partners would instinctively save time in many areas where time could be saved.

Thinking of this, Senzaemon Nakiri turned his gaze to the table next door. This place was almost like a battlefield; the entire cooking station was nearly on fire! Damn it! The noise was so loud that even Senzaemon Nakiri's attention was drawn away.

"Kurokiba, get me that," Alice shouted.

"Which 'that'?" Ryo Kurokiba said with a speechless expression. "Can you please say its name?"

"I don't know that name! I don't really use Eastern cooking utensils. It's that very strange one that can peel things," Alice said.

Ryo Kurokiba rummaged. "Is it this one?"

"No, it's the other one."

"Hey, your pot over there is on fire! Why did you pour in the cooking wine and then leave it?" Alice anxiously yelled.

"I swear, I'm kneeling before you! You're looking for a tool, and even if you're looking for a tool, you can't even say its name! Is this all the 'Danish genius chef' is capable of?" Ryo Kurokiba's attention was drawn back by Alice. He immediately slammed the brakes and began to deal with his own problems. "Damn it, it's all burnt."

"We'll have to get new ingredients, and this pot needs to be cleaned too." Ryo Kurokiba felt like spitting blood. He was used to solo cooking, and having someone else help was quite unfamiliar.

He wasn't even sure if this Alice was helping or hindering. It was bad enough that she wasn't doing anything, but she was also grabbing his pant leg.

Senzaemon Nakiri retracted his gaze. It was too gruesome to watch! The synergy between those two was practically nonexistent. If they continued cooking like this, they'd probably start fighting soon.

Hmm. So fragrant. Senzaemon Nakiri caught a faint, ethereal scent of eggs, and this aroma undoubtedly emanated from Erina's table. "Such high efficiency?" No. It was strange. Senzaemon Nakiri himself found it quite perplexing. Why was his granddaughter Erina's coordination with this young man named Renz so high? Senzaemon Nakiri had already sensed a big problem.

Now, Senzaemon Nakiri wasn't just sensing it; this level of coordination already confirmed that there was a story between the two of them. How long had it been? The first dish was almost done. Without extremely high coordination to reduce preparation time, such efficiency would be impossible.

Alice's side, forget about the first dish, with this level of coordination, a complete dish probably wouldn't be finished even in one or two hours.

"It's Steamed Egg with Gigeria Galli." Senzaemon Nakiri saw the first dish emerging from Erina's table. It was a very simple, home-style medicinal dish. The cooking difficulty wasn't high. But... this Steamed Egg with Gigeria Galli looked quite extraordinary!

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