Gourmet City That Never Sleeps

The Gourmet Corp's back kitchen hall, Devil's Kitchen.

When he heard "Nitros," Jojo looked somewhat nervous. "M-Master Nicey, that's absolutely impossible! Among the GT Robots currently being mass-produced, including the 'super-large' models, this is a new model with greatly improved performance. Its durability goes without saying."

Nicey nodded. "If we're going to resolve this with violence from the outset, using a GT Robot is no problem. An evolved Nitros can use pheromones with hypnotic effects, so it'll be much more convenient."

Domilote said, "But among those expert chefs, there are plenty against whom pheromones are ineffective. Although they'll be useful for dealing with the riffraff."

Nicey continued, "In any case, since we're targeting those chefs, the restaurants we attack should be at least seven-star establishments!"

Star Jun still wore his signature cold expression. "What a hassle!"

Nicey's expression darkened slightly as he looked at him. "What do you mean by that, Star Jun?!"

Star Jun said, "Don't forget that there are some excellent chefs below seven-star establishments too—"

After completing the mission to capture the Sparkling Silky-Foot Fish in the Morse Mountains, Leiyin and Natalie returned to the Gourmet Grand Hotel.

A few days later, Natalie picked up the latest issue of a gourmet magazine. When she saw the front page, she shouted excitedly, "Leiyin, the latest World Chef Rankings are out!"

Hearing this, Leiyin walked over and asked, "Hmm? How is it? Are you on it?"

Natalie looked at him. "Hey, what do you mean by that? Have you forgotten that I'm famous throughout the world as the number-one elusive blade master? This time, I rose from thirty-second place to twenty-eighth!"

"Really?" Leiyin took the magazine and glanced at the rankings on the front page. Sure enough, the words "Beauty Blade God Natalie" were written beside the number twenty-eight.