Nakiri Villa, main hall.
Senzaemon Nakiri sat upright, radiating authority without anger.
"Erina, tell me, what have you been doing lately...?"
"Yes~!" Erina Nakiri answered somewhat lazily. It was not by choice, but she had gotten used to it over this period. This kind of laid-back training that could improve her cooking skills was simply wonderful!
"Grandfather, I've been undergoing special cooking training lately. Yawn..."
That answer reassured Senzaemon Nakiri somewhat. "So you trained very late yesterday?"
"Mhm~!" Erina Nakiri still looked half-asleep. "Yesterday, I read Stealing Hearts in September until three in the morning. I was about to sleep, but then Winter Wind kept me up until six..."
Senzaemon Nakiri: ?_?
Stealing Hearts in September? Winter Wind? What were those supposed to be? Newly released cookbooks? Even if they were, there was no need to read them that late! Besides, cooking was a profession that required hands-on practice!
"I heard that girl from the Arato family signed up for a combat training class. Do you know what that's about?" However, as a qualified guardian, Senzaemon Nakiri did not press the issue before understanding the full situation. Instead, he raised another question.
"Ha~!" Erina Nakiri yawned again. "Hisako? She seemed to say that she wanted to learn something, then teach Senior Doma a lesson..."
Senzaemon Nakiri: "..."
What did that little monster from the Doma Family have to do with this? Senzaemon Nakiri had just signed a new cooperation agreement with the Doma Family and had been entertained by them for quite some time. He suddenly felt exhausted.
Besides, wasn't the way chefs taught people lessons through Shokugeki? What was with signing up for a combat club? Did that girl from the Arato family intend to teach someone a physical lesson? How absurd!
"But Erina, haven't you and that girl