Everyone Can Become a Dragon

"Are you satisfied with Teacher Hong's 'Hundred Flavors Giant Dragon'?"

The crowd shouted in unison, "Satisfied!!!"

Tarasque muttered to himself, "This isn't dragon meat at all..."

Martha wished she could summon it and punch it on the head.

She whispered sharply, "Do you want everyone to taste real dragon meat?"

"But... I want to eat too..."

This is a classic case of complaining about the taste of dragon meat when you can't actually eat it.

The name "Hundred Flavors Giant Dragon" given to the Kurenai Enma's dish by the Elizabeth Báthory is quite fitting, as different parts of the dragon have different flavors, hence the name "Hundred Flavors."

It's a pity we couldn't try every part of the meat; that's a bit of a shame.

But the more it's like this, the more it reminds people of the taste of other parts of the body, which might also be part of Kurenai Enma's calculations.

As the saying goes, what you can't have is always the best.

With the Kurenai Enma's dish finished, all that's left is to wait for Emiya.

He didn't keep everyone waiting too long; the timing was perfect, and the dish was served just as everyone was still savoring the previous one.

A fragrant aroma filled the entire venue.

Emiya shouted, "One for everyone! Take yours in order!"

He was as commanding as he was in the Chaldea restaurant, managing to arrange everyone's affairs perfectly without any confusion.

Sure enough, even though everyone was still rushing, they consciously split into two sides, and the order was much better than before.

"Uncle Emiya, why is mine different from hers? I want to exchange it!"

When Gretel saw that her portion was completely different from Musashi's, she immediately protested.

Emiya smiled and said, "Everyone has different tastes, I'm sure you'll like it."

Gretel looked at them suspiciously, but finally nodded in trust of Emiya's words; Emiya never lied to them.

Erina, was startled.

"Everyone has different tastes. Does that mean he made dozens of different dishes at the same time?"

She stood there stunned, momentarily forgetting to go forward and collect her share.

Emiya reached out and placed a plate of food in front of Erina.

He reminded him, "Your portion is a bit special, so remember not to rush when you eat it."

Erina, preoccupied, carried the plate away.

Although she was eager to taste the dish, Erina, adhering to dining etiquette, thoughtfully returned to the table, preparing to savor this special meal slowly.

At that moment, a loud roar reverberated throughout the entire arena.

"Awooo—!!!"

Chapter 46, Section 513: Everyone Like a Dragon

"Awooo—!"

The loud scream startled everyone.

"Elizabeth Bathory!!!"

The source of the sound was found to be the Elizabeth Báthory yelling into the microphone, which greatly displeased everyone.

"What are you yelling about!"

Faced with everyone's questioning and angry stares, Elizabeth Báthory realized she had been a bit out of line and quickly covered it up, saying, "It was so delicious that I couldn't help but shout it out! I'm so sorry!"

The embarrassment on her face flashed by, but she quickly regained her composure and said nonchalantly:

"Don't you guys feel that Mr. Emiya's cooking has a special quality?"

"It's that kind of... that kind of..."

The Elizabeth Báthory stammered for a long time, unable to find the right words to describe it.

"It's just really special!"

Her reminder sparked a discussion among everyone.

"It seems to be a bit special, I always feel a kind of exhilarating feeling."

"No, I feel like I'm about to fly."

"It is indeed a bit different. I feel like I'm strong enough to kill a cow now."

"You were capable of killing a cow anyway!"

Everyone was sharing their feelings; Emiya's cooking offered a very unique experience.

Yuxian also sampled Emiya's cooking, but he didn't notice anything different.

If I had to describe my feelings, it would be that I really want to sleep, as if I could sleep for a thousand years.

The drowsy feeling of wanting to sleep grew stronger and stronger in his mind.

"As expected of Emiya, he actually used this method to embody the characteristic of 'dragon'!"

Da Vinci's voice reached Yuxian's ears. He wasn't stupid and quickly understood the meaning behind Da Vinci's words.

Yuxian suddenly realized what was happening and roared, "Emiya! Do you think I'm just a lazy, sleepy dragon?!"

But then he muttered to himself, "It seems like being able to sleep is a blessing, and there's nothing wrong with that..."

Erina was just about to try Emiya's cooking when this interruption caused her to hesitate and freeze in mid-air with the spoon she had just raised.

Listening to other people's feedback, she wondered, "Is this some kind of 'dragon' characteristic that allows people to experience it? Is this dish really that magical?"

Although there are some doubts, the only way to know the truth is to experience it firsthand.

Erina composed herself and slowly put the food into her mouth.

The intense stimulation rushed to her mind, causing her to tremble instantly.

What does this taste like?

The taste was too intense; her God Tongue couldn't immediately discern it.

Again!

Erina believes that what happened just now was just her oversight and that she wasn't mentally prepared. This time, she's determined to analyze the flavor of it.

However, she failed again.

Then it failed.

Even after all the food on the plate had disappeared, she still hadn't been able to use the God Tongue.

What did I just eat?

Erina was questioning the meaning of life, something she had never experienced before since she was old enough to understand.

With her God Tongue, she has always been able to clearly perceive the taste of food and distinguish the differences, even the smallest ones.

But the dish that Emiya prepared for her changed everything.

It was a taste she had never experienced before, and she couldn't describe it.

At that moment, she remembered the theme of this Shokugeki: Dragon.

Fantasy creatures that do not exist in reality, taste perceptions that do not exist in her mind.

"This is a dragon!"

There is no doubt that the ingredients Emiya uses are ones she knows well; there is no ingredient at the Tōtsuki Academy that Erina doesn't know.

But Emiya used these familiar ingredients to create flavors she had never experienced before.

Although Erina didn't know what dragon meat tasted like, she knew in her heart that this definitely wasn't the taste of real dragon meat.

"Really not...?"

No sooner Erina began to have doubts again. After all, she didn't know what dragon meat tasted like, so why couldn't this unknown taste be the taste of dragon meat?

Since it's also an unknown, what gives her the confidence to deny that the dish she just ate wasn't dragon meat?

Erina Nakiri felt like she was about to have a mental breakdown.

Food is food, no matter how special it may be. Soon everyone will come out of that unreal feeling.

"From a special perspective," Georgios said, "Emiya's cooking is indeed very special. It's quite an idea to be able to temporarily imbue someone with a certain dragon attribute just by cooking."

"But food is food after all. In terms of appearance and taste, 'Hundred Flavors Giant Dragon' is still the better one."

"Everyone Like a Dragon" is Teacher Qiao's specialty. With Emiya so blatantly stealing business, Teacher Qiao is clearly siding with Kurenai Enma.

"Exactly, exactly! This kind of opportunistic behavior is really one of your specialties, Emiya!"

Tamamo no Mae and the other two echoed Teacher Qiao's words; they were loyal fans of the Kurenai Enma.

There was no way around it; he had psychological trauma from it.

Of course, there are also many people on Emiya's side.

"What's wrong with it! You're being biased!" Illya protested, though her words also carried a strong personal bias.

"Hmm, the experience of being able to make the dragon blood in my body boil again is beyond cooking."

Artoria also stood on Emiya's side.

There was no other way; Emiya was his source of food. If he offended him, wouldn't he have to go back to eating Gawain's mashed potatoes?

Even King of Knights is human, and he suffers from the common problem of "it's easy to go from simplicity to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to simplicity."

A heated debate ensued at the scene.

Yuxian clapped his hands to draw everyone's attention and stop the argument.

"Alright, now it's time for everyone to vote. Words are useless; in the end, we'll have to look at the voting results."

He took out a stack of small slips of paper, pointed to a small box that Mash was holding, and said, "Everyone, come and take a slip of paper, write the name of the person you think will win on it, and then put it in the box."

Everyone did as instructed and began voting.

The voting proceeded quickly. Everyone took a slip of paper from Yuxian, wrote their name on it, and then dropped it into the small box in front of Mash.

No one resorted to underhanded tactics.

It's unrealistic to try to be clever when everyone is watching.

After everyone had cast their votes, Yuxian and Mash each wrote one and cast theirs. They were also participants and had their own sacred vote.

The vote counting process will still be conducted by the two of them.

Mash the votes, Yuxian tallied them. The two worked together, dividing the tasks and meticulously tallying the final results under everyone's supervision.

This was a very exciting part; everyone watched the two people's statistics intently.

Some were nervous, some were curious.

Who will ultimately win?

Is it Kurenai Enma or Emiya?

No one can draw any conclusions; both of their cooking styles have their merits, and in some ways they are evenly matched.

But there will always be a winner in any competition.