"That's amazing..."
"So this is Mapo Tofu?"
"The blend of numbing spice and heat, plus the crispness of the soybean mince... No, it's not numbing spice and heat—it's scorching..."
Nine times out of ten, life didn't go as one wished...
Watching Soma Yukihira shout and exclaim, Sogo Doma only wanted to sigh over that one line.
He had wanted to have a proper discussion with Soma Yukihira about who the guy's biological father actually was, but who knew that the moment he heard about Six-Flavored Mapo Tofu, his cooking brain would kick in. All he could think about was what Six-Flavored Mapo Tofu actually tasted like...
But after tasting it, Soma Yukihira became completely engrossed in it. He had no mind left for gossip and kept saying things like, "So this is real Mapo Tofu? What the hell have I been eating all this time?!"
That alone would have been fine. However, the second flavor of Mapo Tofu was fragrance. The moment it came out of the wok, the rich aroma of the dish spread in every direction. At once, a crowd of gourmets who had followed the scent came over. The once-neglected stall began to draw people, and a long line even formed—
How was he supposed to gossip now?
Worse still, Soma Yukihira had set up his stall right in front of Terunori Kuga's restaurant to challenge him. So when the crowd grew on this side, Terunori Kuga could no longer sit still.
Sogo Doma: -_-
Great. He had run into someone he knew again, and it just had to be...
"D-Doma!?" As Sogo Doma pondered, Terunori Kuga, who had been looking displeased, suddenly covered his head and said with an expression on the verge of tears, "W-Why did you come back?"
"Yo, little Kuga..." Terunori Kuga's reaction