When the two saw the gate, they both felt a bit of regret. They should have asked that bastard village head for clarification. Who knew who was looking for them in such a large place?
However, just as the two stood at the gate for a moment, several people wearing sunglasses and suits immediately walked out from behind the door. One of them lowered their head, seemingly looking at some device, then looked at the two, and then stepped forward with a respectful bow.
"Two distinguished guests, I am very sorry for the delay.
The General Manager is currently discussing future contracts with food suppliers. You two can rest here for a while, or we can drive you to the back mountain to wait."
Seeing the other party immediately put on such a display of craftsmanship, Kazuma and Keli were both stunned.
General Manager? Could it be that the person who wants our help this time is the legendary Totsuki Academy General Manager?
However, Kazuma reacted after a moment of surprise. To be honest, as a shut-in, he had never been treated with such respect in his life.
And the person looking for them this time seemed to be that internationally influential old man, the principal of Totsuki Academy, Nekiri Senzaemon, the General Manager of Totsuki Academy, the leader of Japan's catering industry.
So, as a socially anxious shut-in...
Kazuma showed no stage fright at all, nor any discomfort or fluster in response to the other party's respect, casually waving his hand.
"No need, we'll just wander around your school. Oh, and please park our car and charge it, and bring us two drinks."
"Uh..."
The men in suits looked at the small bicycles they were pushing with some surprise and hesitation.
"Is there a problem?"
Kazuma frowned, putting on a displeased expression.
"I am very sorry, no. Please wait a moment, we will have someone bring drinks made by the beverage department students immediately."
Ten minutes later.
On the main road of Totsuki Academy, Keli and Kazuma each held a meticulously prepared drink.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! This taste!
The combination of soda and fruit juice, which should have been very mismatched, had no sense of incongruity when put together. The slight spiciness from the mint inside was the finishing touch. The small pudding pieces used to enhance the texture and the blueberry jam wrapped in soft mochi were like surfing on my tongue!"
Kazuma, who had just been acting like a big shot, immediately revealed his true nature of having never seen the world once no one was around.
He launched into a long string of praises for a drink made by a student.
Keli glanced at Kazuma with a hint of speechlessness, but said nothing. Indeed, even a casual student's dish at Totsuki Academy easily surpassed most of the things he had tasted in this world.
After taking a few more refreshing sips, Kazuma began to look around.
"But you don't know until you see it, this place is really exaggerated. Speaking of which, was that dormitory a dormitory just now? It's really a bit luxurious."
Kazuma looked up. Before him was the massive Totsuki Academy back mountain, with buildings layered upon layers across the mountain as far as the eye could see.
Some were dormitories with 'xx dormitory' signs, some had 'xx Cooking Research Club' signs, and some seemed to be teaching buildings. And just looking at the size of the areas without buildings, people would believe you if you said wild boars lived on this mountain.
The 'dormitory' here is not an ancient organization like the Onmyo-ryo; it's a type of dormitory, quite common in some Japanese universities. However, those universities are mostly organized by clubs, where people in the same club live in one small building, convenient for collective training when the club participates in competitions. The small building is like a shared apartment, with a common lounge and a bunch of small rooms, where members live either two to a room or one to a room.
Of course, this is also the core way for Japanese university students to build social connections and establish academic cliques. Seniors who have entered society will also use the excuse of reminiscing about the past or checking on juniors to pick their people here. For example, if you check some Japanese civil servant head positions, you'll find that the previous term came from Waseda's xx dormitory, this term is still from the same dormitory, and the next term will be the same.
Kazuma clicked his tongue in amazement, looking at such tall buildings and the campus transportation vehicles, which he had never seen outside, parked below.
"Technology is truly amazing now. I heard that outside, there are even tram lines that pass through residential buildings."
Keli scoffed.
"What's that? America had planes flying through buildings in 2001."
Just as Keli and Kazuma were casually strolling around the campus, a voice suddenly rang out.
"Hey! You two over there, are you also first-years? It's class time now, why are you two wandering around outside?"
A female voice came, and both looked towards where the sound originated.
There were two girls. Both wore school uniforms with the 'Totsuki Academy' emblem on their chests. One had short red hair, reminding one of Amber and Hisui from Type-Moon, and the other had a head of golden hair, with a few playful curls by her temples.
The one leading was very eye-catching, with a height considered tall in Japan, looking over 1.6 meters. Although she was still a bit shorter than Keli, she was quite similar to Kazuma's 1.65 meters. And her chest was also exceptionally prominent, making her uniform form a smooth curve.
And not just her appearance, but her tone of voice, posture, and small gestures all gave off a commanding feeling.
Keli frowned as he looked at her.
Kazuma, on the other hand, spoke with a displeased expression.
"Hey! What we do has nothing to do with you? Who are you?"
Upon hearing this, the girl, who had initially been in an interrogative tone, first froze, then her forehead began to heat up, and she let out a long, questioning sound.
"Ha—?"
Seeing that their young lady was showing signs of overheating, the red-haired girl behind her immediately stepped forward.
"Lady Erina! Don't stoop to their level!
And you two, what nonsense are you saying? If you want to deliberately provoke people, you need to have logic. How could anyone in this school not know Lady Nakiri Erina?"
Hearing that name, Keli confirmed his thoughts.
Kazuma, on the other hand, tilted his head and looked at Keli.
"I seem to remember that name. Isn't she the 'God's Tongue' that's very popular online? Oh, right, she's Nekiri Senzaemon's granddaughter, isn't she?"
After all, he was a shut-in whose homepage was full of anime videos, not someone from the gourmet world. Nakiri Erina couldn't possibly have a YouTube channel for restaurant reviews. Nakiri Erina's impression in Kazuma's mind was limited to just being a famous celebrity.
After saying something to Keli, Kazuma waved his hand towards them.
Keli also explained.
"By the way, we're not students here. Your grandfather, Nekiri Senzaemon, is looking for us about something. If you're here to catch truant students, don't look for us."
Then Kazuma turned to Keli and whispered.
"You still shouldn't bother with them. They look like pampered young ladies. Let's take another path. Where were we? I think Bishoujo Manaka Mirror is still the best in its fourth part."
Keli scoffed.
"Impossible, I won't play if it's not the first part."
"If you ask me, Kirie is really no good..." 0
Seeing the boy first pretend not to know her, then completely ignore her, and even boast that her grandfather was looking for them, Erina's blood pressure skyrocketed.
PS:
Nakiri Erina: From Food Wars! Shokugeki no Soma.
Introduction: Known as the 'God's Tongue,' because her inherited tongue is more sensitive than others, coupled with long-term training, she can quickly identify flaws in dishes. 2
Character: Arrogant, with a large number of followers. Many world-renowned restaurant chefs will pay to be criticized, inviting her to evaluate flaws in their dishes or to serve as a living advertisement. 3
PS2:
However, this tongue belongs to Slaanesh. Once accustomed to a certain level of deliciousness, it starts to disdain it. Erina's mother, the previous generation's 'God's Tongue,' suffered from anorexia and could only live by IV drips after eating too many delicious things, raising her threshold too high. The highly competitive school environment might also be related to the principal wanting to cultivate powerful chefs to prevent his granddaughter from suffering the same fate in the future.
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