Since you're awake, let's start eating. All the dishes here are so strange; I can't tell what ingredients were used at all. Still, judging by everyone else's reactions, they must be delicious.
Has Yukihira-kun not eaten a single bite yet?
Just as her voice trailed off, Tadokoro Megumi realized their current posture, as well as his immobilized left hand and his bandage-wrapped right hand, and she scrambled up, lowering her head to apologize:
I'm sorry for causing you trouble.
It's no trouble at all. In the eyes of all the teachers and students, the two of us are already a...
At this, Yukihira Soma suddenly sensed that this joke was a bit subtle, and he hurriedly changed the subject:
Can Tadokoro-san tell what kind of dishes these are? Such a huge piece of meat, still with the bone—this is the first time I've ever seen it.
Manga Meat?
Ooh... right! Manga. I knew it. I kept thinking where I'd seen it before. This is completely the kind of meat with a bone that only ever appears in manga. I never expected it to actually exist in real reality.
These ingredients are all so huge.
Yeah, the meat goes without saying, but even the vegetables are huge. It's simply like cooking made for giants.
Yukihira Soma held the bone in his hand and took a gentle bite.
Instantly!
Before his eyes, a one-legged chef seemed to appear, holding a pot in one hand and a spatula in the other, overlooking him from the sky above.
That was the gap between heaven and earth; just by tasting a single bite, he knew that the other's culinary skill was far above his own.
That was the gap of time and experience, the gap of ingredients and ability, and even the gap of dimensions.