"Y-you knew?" With his secrets exposed, Azami Nakiri's expression turned even uglier. That was only natural—if the other party even knew who stood behind him, how could they possibly not know what he had been doing behind the scenes? Then what was his grand return supposed to look like in their eyes? A clown act?
"Ha..." Senzaemon Nakiri sighed at this. If he had not encountered that little monster from the Doma Family, perhaps he would have turned a blind eye. He might even have helped things along from behind the scenes, using the man as a tool to temper a gem. But now...
He had no time to indulge this farce. The Doma Family wanted to use Totsuki to extend its reach into the culinary world, but did the Nakiri Family not also want to use the Doma Family to advance even further? The title of ruler of the culinary world sounded impressive enough, but compared to the Four Great Zaibatsu, it still fell far short—
Setting everything else aside, if the Nakiri Family grew to the level of the Four Great Zaibatsu, would those overseas conglomerates behind Azami Nakiri still dare to reach over here? Would they not fear that he would follow their hand back up the line and devour them whole?
After shaking his head, Senzaemon Nakiri said coldly:
"Nakamura, I am not so old that I have gone blind..."
"True..." Of course, Azami Nakiri had considered that possibility, so he quickly steadied himself. "You are the Great Demon King of the culinary world, after all. Even if you have grown old..."
"Since you know that..." Since he no longer wished to continue this farce, Senzaemon Nakiri could not be bothered to dance around the issue. Well, he had never danced around it in the first