"The God's Tongue was the same. Their sense of taste was too sensitive, allowing them to easily tell how any dish should be made and what flaws it contained..." Sogo Doma said with a kindly smile.
Senzaemon Nakiri: "..." He was completely, utterly right! In truth, if Senzaemon Nakiri had refused—or even resisted—the Doma Family's involvement in the culinary world... well, that would have been the most realistic outcome!
Why was Totsuki called the holy land of the culinary world? Wasn't it precisely because capital held little influence on Totsuki's turf?
Even the four great financial conglomerates were unwilling to offend the Nakiri Family. That was Senzaemon Nakiri's influence! But when facing the Doma Family—or rather, facing Sogo—Senzaemon Nakiri: "..." He had knelt. He had completely knelt.
If Sogo had not started making comments about Mrs. Nakiri the very first time he saw her, Senzaemon Nakiri might truly have considered wrapping Erina up and sending her over. But... "What a Cao thief! Even if I die, I will never let Erina..." Of course, that was useless anyway. Erina had always been a hidden otaku, and after coming into contact with Umaru—she had gone from merely reading shoujo manga to becoming an expert in otaku culture!
Hisako: "Lady Erina! Games are so much fun..." Under such circumstances, those students who had lost Shokugeki matches, possessed decent talent, yet had been forced to swear never to touch a kitchen knife again naturally fell into Sogo's hands. Still, Sogo Doma did not take many of them in, only a few, so it did not make things too difficult for Senzaemon Nakiri... Of course, the key was that there were only a handful of unfortunate failures.
"Geniuses," that was. The rest of those expelled were just so-so, the sort Sogo would not want even