Ordinary dishes were hard enough to pull off; they usually ended up looking awful.
"Chen, which one was made by Eri?" Yukiko whispered into Chen's ear.
She needed to ask clearly to avoid stepping on a landmine. To Yukiko, stepping on a landmine felt like death.
Chen pointed it out to Yukiko. After nodding, Yukiko turned her gaze toward Ai.
Chen looked at Yukiko, unsure what she meant. Why was she looking at Ai?
"Ai, would you like to have a taste?" Yukiko asked Ai with a beaming smile.
As she spoke, she pointed out every dish Eri had made to Ai and waited for her to taste them.
Although all the dishes looked very good, Eri's cooking even appeared more appealing than Chen's.
However, Yukiko understood the meaning of "all that glitters is not gold." Something that looked good was not necessarily tasty.
Ai picked up her chopsticks without hesitation, but the moment the food entered her mouth, her expression immediately changed.
It was awful—so awful it was indescribable. It was even worse than the bizarre things Akako Koizumi made.
"You win." Ai spat it out and spoke to Yukiko. Though she hated admitting defeat, she truly could not endure it.
At the same time, Ai could not help glancing at Eri, her eyes filled with even greater bewilderment.
Just how had she made something this terrible? Ai felt that being able to create such dark cuisine was also a talent—one that ordinary people could never possess.
It had to be said that Ai's thoughts were astonishingly similar to Chen's. Chen had once believed that Eri's ability to make such dark cuisine was an unattainable skill in itself.
Of course, there was also Yukiko. Yukiko's cooking was evenly matched with Eri's, though Eri's had the better presentation.
Yukiko proudly