Hang Around with Sogo Doma Long Enough, and Everyone Becomes a Master of Passing the Buck...

"Father..." When faced with others looking down on them, it wasn't only protagonists who wanted to prove them wrong. Azami Nakiri did too. "You're already old..."

"I'm not your father!" That only made Senzaemon Nakiri angrier. "What? Do you think I'm so old I can't do anything about you?"

"Is that so?" Azami Nakiri wasn't bothered. In a noncommittal tone, he said, "Though you refuse to admit it, Father, I still have to say it: you're so old you've lost your ambition. Can someone like that still be called the Great Demon King of Food? Totsuki can no longer see a future in your hands..."

"Oh?" Senzaemon Nakiri seemed to realize something. "So you're planning to take Totsuki from me?"

"That's not just my idea..." Azami Nakiri didn't deny it. Instead, he took out a piece of paper. "Take a look. As long as five or more members of the Elite Ten vote, they can decide who becomes the director. And I..."

There was no need to hear the rest. From the confidence on his face, it was clear that he'd already won over at least five members of the Elite Ten. Seeing this, the guests who'd been about to leave stopped in their tracks. Was Totsuki about to undergo a seismic change?

However, just as he was about to announce that he would take over as director, someone called out:

"Wait a minute!" Someone else had arrived.

"Hm?" The interruption cut Azami Nakiri off just as he was getting worked up. Who was it now? When he saw the newcomer, he exclaimed, "Eishi Tsukasa?"

It was indeed Eishi Tsukasa. "Um, so the vote you asked me to cast last time was for choosing a new director? Ahem. If I said I didn't know anything and just cast a vote