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Using Erina Nakiri as a bridge, privately... This was the first time Sogo Doma had met Senzaemon Nakiri's daughter, who should now be called Madam Nakiri. Though she was only barely staying alive on nutrient solution, it had to be said that she could turn many people into Cao Cao...
"This is my daughter..." Senzaemon Nakiri introduced as he looked at the young married woman in the hospital bed. For a chef, the God's Tongue was an extraordinarily gifted talent. But for a person, the God's Tongue was no different from a curse. When someone could clearly distinguish every single ingredient in a dish, when tasting food was no longer limited to whether it was delicious or not, could eating still be enjoyable?
At least, there was no enjoyment in it for Madam Nakiri, lying in bed. Thus, she had developed anorexia. Most anorexia patients suffered from psychological causes, but hers originated from her sense of taste. Her overly sensitive palate allowed her to discern every flaw. Dishes that outsiders considered the pinnacle of Cooking tasted like chewing wax to her—
To give the simplest example, if humans could only survive by eating tree bark, how many people would be able to keep living? More importantly, she had not started out eating tree bark. As she grew older, her God's Tongue became increasingly sensitive, and food that had once been delicious gradually became no different from tree bark.
None of that had occurred to Sogo Doma. He merely looked at her and subconsciously said, "I think I understand Cao Cao's thinking a little..." Ahem, it was not that he had any strange thoughts about Madam Nakiri. He just thought that, if she were unmarried, she would make a pretty good match for Taihei. It was not the first time