The result of the second round did not surprise Xie Wen either. Sanji Meow won an overwhelming victory with a score of 6-0.
"Big Brother Sanji's food is the tastiest, meow!"
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Klee Meow had already been a little unhappy when the pudding she loved failed to win everyone else's approval in the previous round. Fortunately, Xie Wen had still been on her side and had immediately soothed the bristling Little Plushie. Otherwise, Klee Meow might have been ready to pull out a bomb.
Now that Sanji Meow had won the second round, Klee Meow naturally cheered without hesitation.
"N-no, that's impossible!"
Sanji was every bit as dejected now as he had been smug just moments earlier.
He could just about understand the three votes from Xie Wen's side. After all, they might have grown used to Sanji Meow's cooking. But Zeff, Patty, and Carl had all voted for his opponent too, and that was something he could not understand... Surely his cooking couldn't actually be worse than a cat's?
"You did that on purpose, didn't you?! Just to make me look bad!" Refusing to accept reality, Sanji pointed at Patty and demanded an answer.
He did not think he was being unreasonable. His relationship with these cooks had never been particularly good, and this bunch of bastards was absolutely capable of something like that.
As for Zeff's vote...
Sanji had subconsciously ignored it.
"Stop making a fool of yourself!" A furious shout interrupted Sanji's outburst.
"O-old man?" Sanji looked toward the voice and saw that Zeff had already come over beside him and was glaring at him with a stern expression.
"You stupid brat!" Zeff's wooden leg kicked Sanji in the face again, sending him flying and spinning like a top.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow..." Sanji climbed to