"Dear guests, dear friends, good morning everyone, I am your favorite Airi~"
"Airi-chan!"
"Airi!"
"Airi!"
"Airi!"
What the hell? Why did the cheers suddenly increase?
The deafening cheers in his ears made Hoshino Sora cover his ears, his heart full of confusion. His gaze, which was originally looking down at his phone, lifted, and then he couldn't help but open his mouth in shock.
Idols? And three of them?!
"Makoto."
"This is Chika, it is my honor to be in charge of hosting the Sanhe Street Chef King Competition today, and we will also be today's judges. We hope to get everyone's support."
"Gulp..."
On the stage, three youthful and beautiful idol girls were holding microphones with smiles, their beautiful faces making the fans in the audience cheer.
Too shocked, Hoshino Sora couldn't help but swallow. This intrusion was too much, why would Houshou Street girls appear here? Was this competition organized by the Inukin-gumi?!
However, to be fair, these three guys are well-endowed and speak nicely, no wonder so many people in the drama like them. But after knowing their true identities and genders, Hoshino Sora really couldn't get into it.
No wonder such a small cooking competition could attract so many people, and also require expensive tickets. So it was because of this, are these three brothers so popular now?!
Suppressing the urge to complain, Hoshino Sora looked up at the sky to calm down, seeing the steel-framed roof of the stadium. No matter what, he still had to focus on his own competition.
Although the intrusion was a bit excessive, it didn't affect him much. It was just the deafening shouts behind him that made him a bit uncomfortable, it was hard to imagine the mental state of these people.
"Hello, excuse me, could you let me pass?"
"Oh, okay, but little sister, what are you doing here? Are you lost?"
Looking at the polite little girl with light green hair in front of him, Hoshino Sora's expression was puzzled, thinking she was lost. He immediately showed a kind expression and asked softly and gently.
"Isn't this where the contestants sit?"
"You're also a contestant?!"
"How rude, why can't I be a contestant?"
Hearing Hoshino Sora's question, Yukihira Ichika said angrily. Since entering from the entrance, several people had already asked her if she was lost and wanted to take her to find a staff member!
"You look quite young, so I'm just concerned. What's your name? Which group are you in?"
"Thank you for your concern, but before asking someone else's name, shouldn't you introduce yourself first? You don't look that old either."
Hearing Hoshino Sora, Yukihira Ichika said angrily, what's wrong with this guy? He immediately asked a girl's name without introducing himself.
"Sorry, my name is Hoshino Sora, I'm indeed not that old, but can you really wield a spatula? Your height isn't suitable for a cooking counter either..."
"Of course I can! A chair is enough."
"That would be a bit difficult to operate, in all senses of the word."
"I'll manage, and I don't stir-fry. My family runs a dessert shop, and in the competition, I'll only showcase various types of desserts. I'm only participating to make the dessert shop famous; winning isn't important."
"Alright, then good luck."
"Oh, by the way, my name is Yukihira Ichika, and I'm a contestant in the second group."
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Time slowly passed. As the 'Gokudols' idol group finished their opening remarks, the contestants of the first group began to go on stage. In less than ten minutes, eight people were standing on the stage.
In front of them were cooking stations provided by the organizer, fully equipped with various cooking tools. Of course, they could also use their own tools; there were no special requirements for this.
"Is everyone ready?"
"Ready!"
Yamamoto Airi once again stepped onto the competition stage, enthusiastically enlivening the atmosphere, and the fans below also actively responded, showing very good popularity.
"Then, the theme lottery for the first group, begins now!"
He pointed the microphone in his hand at the screen suspended in mid-air. The next moment, the content on the screen began to change, countless words flashed across it, finally stopping on the theme 'chicken'.
"Chicken, huh... What a simple theme."
Looking at the words on the screen, Hoshino Sora couldn't help but complain. He thought it would be some difficult theme. If it's chicken, he can do whatever he wants.
However, because there are many options, it might not be so easy to choose.
As the theme appeared, the staff responsible for the venue slowly pushed carts onto the competition area. The carts contained the ingredients provided for the theme, and everyone's ingredients were the same.
"Are the ingredients restricted by the organizer...?"
As the ingredients were placed in front of each contestant, the countdown on the screen in the sky began, lasting a total of two hours, with Airi responsible for the cooking commentary.
However, this so-called cooking commentary was nothing more than wandering around each contestant's station and then stating her speculated dishes, with very little substance.
Chicken wings stuffed with rice, grilled chicken skewers, fried chicken cutlets, salt-baked chicken legs, all are relatively common dishes...
Hoshino Sora lost interest after watching for a while, because the methods were too common, he could make them if he went up, there was nothing new that made people's eyes light up.
Thinking of this, Hoshino Sora leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest. No wonder Erina Nakiri looked down on this kind of street-level competition so much; whether it was innovation or technique, it really couldn't compare to Far Moon.
Dishes of this level are what even housewives can make, it's hard to make them unpalatable, but everyone is used to eating these kinds of dishes, so their interest is not high, and the entertainment value of the performance is greatly reduced.
Two hours passed in a flash. Without paying attention to the result of the first victory, Hoshino Sora left the audience seats and walked firmly onto the competition venue, seriousness gradually appearing in his eyes.
Although the previous match's level wasn't high, it didn't mean he would underestimate his opponent. He treated everyone with equal importance, including Yukihira Ichika whom he met earlier.
"How lucky, it's actually a little kid, I'm sure to win this match!"
"I hope you'll go easy on me, senior."
Hearing the voice from ahead, Hoshino Sora's attention, which was focused on the cooking station, slowly rose, and then he saw a middle-aged uncle, holding a butcher knife, with a fat face.
"Little kid, you should go home and drink milk. Why are you here participating in a cooking competition? Are you used to using a kitchen knife? Watch how I'll beat you to a pulp, hahahahaha."
"I hope so."
Looking at the uncle with a smug face in front of him, Hoshino Sora did not retort. To deal with such a person, hitting him in the face with strength is the simplest way; saying one more word is a waste of time.
However, Hoshino Sora's lack of retort made the other party think he was scared, so he continued to mock him with words, trying to provoke his anger and make him lose his composure.
Clearly, this trick didn't work on Hoshino Sora.
His gaze shifted upwards. As all the contestants entered, the large screen at the top began to display. Pork, chili, pastries, steaming, various cooking-related words switched on it.
Finally, to the cheers of the audience, the large screen slowly stopped, eventually settling on the words 'pasta'. This was an even broader theme than chicken.
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