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Well, I'm glad that's a liked decision! I'll try to find places for him.

Chapter 13: Mithril Cook

"What? It's not an eating contest...?"
What a relief...

Um, it is a very powerful characteristic.
She points at me fiercely, a warrior's strength exuding off of her.

"We're gonna have a cooking battle! Using all our senses, skills, and creativity, we'll tackle the secret ingredient of the day!"
I see; this is an important battle. To see who will be the Mithril Cook...

I feel ashamed.
"Ah, sorry. I mean, I just assumed that because it was YOU, that --"

"I'll keep that in mind! So, what are we making, then?"

A big smile spreads across her face.
"We unveil the ingredient!"

"Rice Ball..."
"I want to see artistic creations never seen before! You show me what you've cooked...and I'll tell you how you did!"
"Wait, don't tell me you're going to be cooking AND judging?!"
This is starting to sound one-sided...


"Uh, who exactly elected you 'Chairwoman'? But sure, I'll bring my dish when it's ready!"
"Wait, wait! I have to say it first! Allez Cuisine!"


One rice ball, coming up! Delita sees fit to give commentary for this process.
"<Well, it looks like we've got a fine Rice Ball coming up in the challenger's kitchen. He seems to be using the classic technique of just using his hands and the cooked rice to make it -- Challenger, do you think that'll take off points for creativity?>"
"Well, Delita, I think the judges will appreciate that I understand that the best way to prepare something like a rice ball, which is so simple in its ingredients, is to take no shortcuts. To prepare simple food beautifully is, itself, an art."
"<We'll see how that philosophy fares as the challenge continues! Back to you, Agrias!>

"Cluck."
"...Neither of us understands a word of that, do we?"
"<Nope.>




"Oh, it's beautiful..."
"So, I assume your dish is ready as well?"
"Oh, uh..." she squirms.


Behind the counter, her father shakes his head.

"I think you should go ahead. It sounds like you worked really hard on it!"
She laughs nervously, like a puppydog's bark.
"Nope! The challenger goes first! Chairwoman's orders!"
I shrug.
"Okay, go ahead and try it, then!"


Uh, it's a riceball.
"I've never tasted anything like it! My fantasy has become reality! You are truly a culinary artist worth of being in anybody's hall of fame!"
Wait.
Is it really.
It can't be.
Is that an Iron Chef reference?!?