Preaching the Way, Spreading the Faith.

"Alright, the match is over, let's eat!"

They didn't pay any attention to Jukka's expression; their serious demeanor instantly transformed into that of predatory demons, and they began to snatch the food from the table.

Takanashi Touka silently walked over, picked up a spoon and scooped up a mouthful of omelet rice. It was so delicious that she closed her eyes.

At that moment, she felt as if she had returned to a bright summer day, with birds singing and flowers blooming. She was a child running through golden rice paddies, her face full of joy, living a carefree and happy life...

That run under the setting sun was a reminder of her lost youth.

Tears fell without my noticing.

"I... lost."

At that moment, she understood why she could still lose even though her cooking was impeccable.

Such dishes are simply not something humans could make.

Is there really such a genius in this world?

"Hasegawa, you are the man who can shoulder the future of Tou-ei cuisine!"

Takanashi Touka wiped away her tears and then said seriously.

This compliment sounds familiar...

It seems like many people have said that.

Hasegawa Izumi's lips twitched slightly, and she calmly said, "According to the rules of Food Wars, you will now join our 'Far East Magic Society'."

"Since I've agreed, I won't go back on my word... But, this is a school club, right? I can't participate in your club activities at all."

"It's alright, Holy Chef, you just need to do your job."

"You're not going to make me make lunchboxes for you guys, are you?!"

Takanashi Touka was in a bit of a dilemma because she had a proper job.

"No, Holy Chef, your role is to assist the 'Spirit Chef,' preparing 'rare ingredients' for everyone..."

He shook his head.

She fell silent.

Are you still using this tactic now?

But since we're already on this mess, there's nothing we can do about it.

Can I learn to cook from you?

The topic of "Takanashi Touka" has shifted.

"Of course, and I will restore you to your peak condition, since you are not yet capable of cooking 'rare ingredients'..."

"Return to peak condition?"

If Takanashi Touka weren't a stoic beauty, she would definitely be laughing now.

But the next second, something she would never forget happened.

"Let's start with the chef's most important asset: their hands."

The boy in front of her suddenly reached out with both hands and grabbed, as if blue flames were appearing from his hands at the same time.

[Nani? Nani? Nani?]

[What, what's going on... a magic trick!]

Her body stiffened instantly, and she had no intention of moving, letting the boy grab her wrist.

Spiritual energy gathered in her hands, then traveled down her arms, all the way to the center of her chest where it coalesced and quietly disappeared.

It all felt like a dream.

The boy released his hands.

Takanashi Touka instinctively pressed her hand to her chest, and froze.

There does seem to be supernatural power there...

I thought it was just a game between kids, but it turns out it was real!

Could it be that she really is --

[Holy Chef]

He simply lost his memory for some reason?

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Chapter 36 Preaching and Propagation.

... How could that be!

After a moment of realization, Takanashi Touka still judged it as nonsense and did not blindly follow it.

She has a clear and unbroken memory from childhood to adulthood, and if she had that ability, her life wouldn't be like this now.

However, the existence of superpowers is an undeniable fact.

This is definitely not something that technology or magic can demonstrate.

So that means...

Takanashi Touka looked over at her Little Sister, who, though engrossed in eating, still spared a glance and gave her a playful wink.

It seems I was the only one kept in the dark all along.

She sighed inwardly, temporarily suppressing her confusion, and sought further culinary expertise from Hasegawa.

Then, Hasegawa Izumi pointed her finger at her forehead and transmitted some relevant information.

"There is a sequence to learning, and each profession has its own expertise... Although you, as Spirit Chef, lack Combat Power, you are an indispensable force for everyone. I hope that you, Holy Chef, can recover soon and even surpass your former peak."

"... yes."

His earnest words made Jukka a little embarrassed, and a blush rose around her earlobes.

After Hasegawa and his group left.

"Rikka, don't you have anything to say to me?!"

Takanashi Touka narrowed her eyes, displaying a hint of the fierceness one would expect from an older sister.

"That's wonderful, sister! You've finally regained your power! Come on, quickly become a true Holy Chef!"

Takanashi Rikka raised her shoulders, clenched her right fist, and exclaimed joyfully.

"Tell me the truth! Don't think I'm that easy to fool... I've watched you grow up since you were little, I know you don't have that ability, so, it's Hasegawa's problem, isn't it?"

"Sister, you've joined the Far East Magic Society. You should address her as 'Sage' or 'Club President'."

"How could you possibly call me that! Okay, stop changing the subject, tell me the truth!"

The Takanashi Touka, stared intently and then flew away.

"I... I understand."

Takanashi Rikka sighed and told him everything.

She had certainly anticipated this, having discussed it with the group members and already finalized the arrangements.

"I see... You guys are really lucky."

With her fingers twirling her chin, Takanashi Touka's eyes sparkled.

But the girl gently shook her head, and said in a firm tone with a slight smile on her lips:

"It's definitely not luck..."

"It is an inevitability."

"All of this is the choice of Steins;Gate!"

A new week has begun.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

Dekomori Sanae picked up a bottle of pure milk and downed it in one gulp.

"This pure white holy water still tastes awful, Death."

Even as an Ability User, she still struggled to adapt.

"It is said that the latest research shows that drinking milk does not significantly help with height increase; it only supplements some nutrients, some of which can be replaced by other foods."

"Nibuya Morika suddenly said."

"What...!"

Dekomori Sanae shocked.

Then all her suffering these past few months has been for nothing!

"It's alright, Servant, you have indeed grown taller."

Takanashi Rikka gave her a comforting look.

"Real?"

Dekomori Sanae compared her height to the height line left on the wall earlier, gestured with her hand, and then revealed an expression of ecstatic joy.

"Wuhu~"

Takanashi Rikka wasn't surprised, because she had secretly measured herself and found she had grown 3cm taller.

"This is a secondary development. With the infusion of spiritual energy, your physical abilities are gradually approaching the limits of human potential, and your potential is being released. Height is just an external manifestation."

Hasegawa Izumi raised her head and said.

"Really! Us too?"

"I Club President I don't grow taller and my breasts get bigger, Minister. If that happens, I'll be really bothered."

Nibuya Morika and Natsukawa Masuzu were somewhat worried.

Because that wouldn't be cute; being small and exquisite is what makes this place special.

They've reached a very suitable ratio; if they continue to rise, their style will change.

"... They really have plenty of time."

"The troubles of happiness, and the dreaded death."

Takanashi Rikka and Dekomori Sanae squinted their eyes.

"Spiritual energy will provide assistance according to your wishes. For those of you who are already satisfied with your figures, it naturally won't be very noticeable; at most, you'll just grow a little taller."

Hasegawa Izumi's answer relieved them.

A detached house by the street, with the surname 'Nibuya' written on the inscription.

"Ding-dong ding-dong~"

Suddenly the doorbell rang.

The full-time housewife, who was preparing ingredients for dinner, put down what she was doing and walked towards the door.

Just as Nibuya was about to turn the handle to open the door, her daughter's warning echoed in her mind.

[There's a lot of hostility in society lately, please remember to be careful, for example, don't open the door to just anyone...]

So she went to the peephole and saw a kind-looking old lady, but her attire was a bit strange, like she was wearing a uniform.

She frowned, as if remembering something, and suddenly became wary.

"Excuse me, ma'am... who are you?"

"Are you Nibuya. Nishikawa? I am a missionary, here to bring you relief..."

"Relief? I don't need that."

"Mrs. Nibuya, you're a full-time housewife, right? Your husband is often away from home, you must feel lonely, right? But we can help you solve this problem. We have many like-minded people here, we can form a big family..."