Toka Takanashi: Am I Really a Holy Healer!?

"This time, it's because of my sister."

"The Sage is prepared to instruct you in your culinary skills, elevating you to a higher level!"

Takanashi Rikka blushed slightly at first, then emphasized.

"Is he here to guide me?"

Takanashi Touka recalled her Little Sister's constant praise and the bowl of noodles she had eaten back in their hometown, feeling a pang of resentment and a touch of jealousy.

"I admit his cooking skills are excellent, but my cooking skills have improved a lot recently, so I don't need his guidance."

She didn't want to be a child's 'apprentice,' and besides, she was definitely more confident in herself now.

How could a professional possibly lose to an amateur!

Hasegawa has definitely fallen into a rut in this area.

"Sister, I admit that you are gradually regaining your skills as a 'Holy Chef,' but compared to an all-knowing Sage, you are still far behind."

Takanashi Rikka waved.

"Really? I don't believe it! In that case, let me have a match with Hasegawa!"

Takanashi Touka has always had a stubborn streak, and this time, faced with her Little Sister's questioning, it was finally brought out again.

The next day, in the morning, at Shuchiin.

"The Sage ..."

Takanashi Rikka stuffed her schoolbag into her desk, then turned around and began to speak.

"A competition? It might seem a bit unfair, but since your sister insists, I have no choice but to agree."

"Then I'll have a 'Food Wars' with her!"

Hasegawa Izumi understood that to be convincing, one had to thoroughly outmaneuver someone with such professional skills in their area of expertise.

"Food Wars?"

"In a certain world, there are specialized culinary academies, and 'Food Wars' is a competition designed to resolve disputes between students. The competition requires a notary public to certify it as a legitimate event, an odd number of referees, and mutual agreement from both sides... Well, based on your needs, my condition is simple: I want her to join the Far East Magic Society and become a dedicated assistant chef. As for her conditions, she can name whatever she wants; I certainly won't lose."

"I see. I will pass this on to the Holy Chef later."

After hearing this, the girls from the Far East Magic Society all raised their hands, wanting to serve as judges as 'taste testers'.

This delicious food is not to be missed!

When the weekend came, Hasegawa Izumi took her younger Little Sister's hand and went to where Takanashi's house was located.

"Lord Sage!"

"Good afternoon, Club President!"

"Seeker of Truth."

The girls walked towards him and greeted him and Kōko.

"Kōko."

He nodded in acknowledgment and pushed his Little Sister in front of him.

"Kukuku, everyone from the Far East Magic Society seems really energetic..."

Although the Little Sister was somewhat reluctant, she still greeted them.

Enter the apartment.

Rikka opened the door and welcomed them inside.

"I've thought it through. My condition is..."

Takanashi Touka walked out of the bedroom and raised a finger.

"If you lose, you'll have to make lunchboxes for Rikka for three months."

She doesn't have many needs, but if she can save herself the trouble of making bento boxes, it will give her more time to sleep, which is quite good.

Moreover, this can also increase the intimacy with the Little Sister, which can be considered as her doing her best as the older sister!

Takanashi Rikka understood immediately and shyly stole a glance at the Sage.

The others didn't care at all and didn't believe that Hasegawa would lose.

Only Kōko muttered, "This is a privilege only Kōko can enjoy!"

"Can."

Hasegawa Izumi readily agreed, because he was also full of confidence.

Are you here to be the referees?

At this moment, Takanashi Touka turned to look at the girls.

"What, you think it's unfair? If you mind, you can ask a friend to come."

Natsukawa Masuzu look in her eyes.

"No, let's leave it at that. I believe that delicious food can win people's hearts."

Takanashi Touka shook her head, turned and went into the kitchen, put on an apron, and prepared to show her skills.

"Hmph, Takanashi, your sister obviously doesn't have many friends, does she?"

Natsukawa Masuzu turned her head and said again.

"I guess so."

When Takanashi Rikka heard this, she was stunned for a moment, then, as if realizing something, a hint of guilt appeared in her eyes.

Compared to myself, my sister has always been all alone, with no one to rely on, and she has a very hard life.

But she used to always cause trouble for her sister...

"Thud."

Nibuya Morika came over and patted her on the shoulder, whispering words of comfort.

"Rikka, don't dwell too much on the past. From now on, let's get along well with Jukka."

"... Um."

In the kitchen, all the necessary ingredients are prepared, ready for the chef to cook them into delicious food.

Takanashi Touka was the first to make a move.

She works in an Italian restaurant, so naturally she is an expert in Italian cuisine.

To win this match, she didn't come up with any fancy or innovative dishes. Instead, she chose some of the most famous Italian dishes, such as Italian pizza, risotto, Milanese-style fried steak, and several desserts, including tiramisu and ice cream.

"As expected of the Holy Chef!"

Even my chef isn't this good at Death.

"Delicious!"

"Well, for a human being, it's not bad."

As expected, the five female judges praised her cooking highly when they tasted it.

Soon, the girls' voices rang out in unison again.

"But..."

35

Chapter 35 Takanashi Touka: Am I really Holy Chef!?

Everyone chimed in with their opinions, but no one pointed out anything wrong with Takanashi Touka, given that her cooking skills were already quite superb.

However, her opponent is a culinary skill that transcends common sense, affecting not only the simple color, aroma, and taste, but reaching a deeper level that can bring satisfaction from the inside out.

"Yeah?"

Takanashi Touka still had doubts in her mind, so she turned to the person who was about to go into the kitchen to cook and said, "Hasegawa, may I watch you cook? I want to witness your culinary skills firsthand. Don't worry, I won't do anything wrong."

"Enjoy the view as you see fit."

The boy tilted his head slightly, his calm gaze revealing a strong sense of confidence.

A pair of sky-blue eyes, neat and simple short hair, and a unique temperament combined to make his words and expressions very charming.

"This kid's pretty good at acting cool."

Even a cool and aloof woman like Takanashi Touka couldn't help but feel a flutter in her heart, and then she whispered something.

Then she went inside, stood at the kitchen doorway, and openly looked around.

"I'd like to see how an ordinary high school student who knows a little martial arts can possibly be better at cooking than me!"

Meanwhile, outside, the girls played cards to pass the time while chatting.

"This time, Sister Jukka is going to suffer a big blow."

"Even the Holy Chef has an opponent that Death can never surpass."

"Takanashi, doesn't your older sister have a boyfriend yet? I'm a little worried. What if she falls for the Club President... wouldn't we be seeing a battle between the sisters? That sounds interesting."

"Shut up, you're so boring! You gossip Witch!"

"How is that possible!"

"How can such culinary skills exist in this world!"

"It's... it's too perfect..."

Takanashi Touka watched the man's movements intently. Whether it was the crisp sound of him chopping vegetables, like music, or his control of the heat and the combination of seasonings, the whole process was smooth, calm, and flawless.

Even before the dishes were served, her culinary skills were already evident from these basic ingredients, leaving her in awe.

Soon, several dishes, each with its own unique color, aroma, and flavor, were brought to life by Hasegawa Izumi and presented to everyone. The dishes were not complicated, in fact, quite simple.

For example, omelet rice, sukiyaki, wagashi (Japanese sweets), and the more famous Chinese dish Mapo Tofu.

"Is it just my imagination?"

"Is this bowl of fried rice glowing?"

Takanashi Touka looked puzzled and pointed her finger.

From her perspective, the omelet rice seemed to radiate a golden glow.

She could understand if it were just a reflection from a lamp, but the brightness was clearly off; it was as if some kind of drug had been added!

"This is 'Glowing Cuisine,' a dividing line in culinary skill. Only those who can make this kind of dish can be considered qualified chefs in my eyes."

Hasegawa Izumi then explained.

[There probably aren't any in the world...!]

To maintain her image as the older sister, Takanashi Touka suppressed her strong urge to complain.

"Okay, stop talking!"

"It's time for our tasting!"

The girls urged them on, but didn't touch their chopsticks. They were quite ceremonial, each pretending to take a small bite with their Chopsticks or spoons.

"That's the taste! Death!"

"This kind of exhilarating feeling from the soul is wonderful!"

"Is this what it means to be moved from the heart?"

"It feels so warm..."

Seeing their expressions, Takanashi Touka felt a little awkward jumping.

This is even more outrageous than last time!

"We unanimously decide..."

"Sage / Seeker of Truth / Club President / Lord Sage / My other half has won this 'Food Wars War'!"

The girls whispered among themselves, then spoke at the same time.