"Come try my boiled fish slices!"
Holding up the innovative version of the boiled fish slices, Dylan waved them in front of Erina Nakiri's nose, a smile on his face.
"I can't, Master Dylan, I can't eat anymore," she declared. "Not another single bite!"
Rubbing her now larger belly and glancing at the tall stack of empty plates beside her, Erina, despite still feeling a craving, squeezed her eyes shut with restraint.
If she ate any more, she would probably throw up.
It couldn't be helped; she had simply eaten too much!
If it weren't for having eaten so many of Dylan's dishes in the past, which had given her a little self-control, she would probably be eating and vomiting at the same time right now, torturing herself to death rather than letting a single morsel of deliciousness go to waste!
"I'm full too," Alice Nakiri said, patting her own chubby tummy. "Although I could eat a little more, this state is just right. So comfortable!"
Her face wore a slightly lazy expression. This perfectly satisfied feeling was wonderful!
"Then let's call it a day. For the rest of the time, take me for a walk around this place. I want to see your ingredient cultivation bases. First stop, let's go to the mountain forest to find some wild vegetables and mushrooms!"
Hearing Erina Nakiri and Alice Nakiri's words, Dylan shrugged and then sheathed his Seven-Star Knives.
He walked to the back of the kitchen and, through a window without glass, looked towards the back mountain of the Nakiri estate.
That place was a true treasure trove of ingredients!
Because it was meticulously cared for by the Nakiri family, the quality of the ingredients here was excellent; they would be top-tier goods if sold outside.
Cooking with such ingredients, the dishes would be unbelievably delicious just thinking about it!
Furthermore, he could use different types of ingredients to verify what he had learned today.
"Okay, we'll go with you."
"I'll lead the way."
Hearing Dylan's words, Erina Nakiri and Alice Nakiri exchanged a glance, then nodded in unison and followed him out of the kitchen.
"What a remarkable man!"
As Dylan left with the two young ladies, the kitchen returned to silence.
After a long moment, the old man with white hair looked at the backs of the three leaving, let out a long sigh, and said with some emotion.
"Japan... No, I should say the entire culinary world is about to be turned upside down!"
Beside him, the vice head chef, who was not much younger than him, also had a complicated expression as he spoke.
"That doesn't have much to do with us old folks anymore. Now is the era of the young; our time has long since passed."
The head chef with white eyebrows teased, then shook his head with a wry smile, buried his head back into his work in the kitchen, and continued to stick to his post.
He had seen the end of his life's path. He would spend the rest of his life in the kitchen with a few old buddies. He hadn't achieved anything great, but thankfully, the salary the Nakiri family gave was high enough.
He would just retire here. In two years, his grandson would enter Tōtsuki Academy to study and fight for a good future, then he would retire!
A day passed quietly.
Under Dylan's guidance, Erina Nakiri and Alice Nakiri lived a life of catching shrimp in the river and hunting in the mountains, very free and happy.
And as the sky darkened, the three of them started a barbecue by a small stream on the back mountain, setting up a tent next to it, simply enjoying the fun of a cookout.
The ingredients used for the cookout were precisely what they had obtained from the mountain this time. Not only was there meat, but there were also many river delicacies, mushrooms, and mountain treasures—a complete feast.
"This little bit of seasoning just brings it all to life!"
With a sprinkle of spices, a rich aroma instantly filled the air, which made a look of enjoyment appear on Dylan's face as he couldn't help but praise.
"Master Dylan, why is it that when I use the method you taught us to grill skewers, the taste is so much worse? It's nothing like the deliciousness you make!"
Chewing while looking at the skewer in her hand, Erina Nakiri's brow furrowed with confusion. She then came before Dylan and asked curiously.
The same preparation method, so why was the difference in taste so great?!
"It's mainly a matter of details."
Facing Erina Nakiri's question, before Dylan could speak, Alice Nakiri answered first.
The skewers the other girl grilled weren't actually bad; they also reached the standard of a first-grade head chef. But there was still a considerable gap to Special Grade, mainly due to a lack of attention to detail.
"I've already done everything I can. I learned the steps from Master Dylan from beginning to end. Are there any other details that need to be controlled?"
Erina Nakiri frowned, clearly not quite agreeing with Alice Nakiri's words.
As she spoke, she stared intently at Dylan's hands, wondering if he had hidden a secret technique while cooking that made the skewers so delicious.
But no matter how she looked, Dylan's movements were so ordinary, yet the skewers he grilled were able to overflow with brilliance, reaching the level of 'Flowing Light' cuisine.
"Alice is right. The key to making a dish delicious lies in the control of details."
Seeing that Erina Nakiri was still a bit skeptical while constantly scrutinizing his hands, Dylan also nodded and spoke. The secret to elevating a dish's level was in the details!
"Look at the size of these pieces of meat. Doesn't the fatty meat look bigger than the lean meat, but in comparison, its thickness is thinner, about half that of the lean meat?"
Dylan said as he held up the skewer in his hand, displaying it for the others to see.
"Huh? Is there a problem with that?"
Looking at the skewer in the young man's hand, Erina Nakiri asked with confusion.
"Of course there is! Fatty meat is mostly oil and will shrink after grilling. If you cut it the same size as the lean meat, it will be barely visible later on. But such a large piece of fatty meat would definitely be sickeningly greasy in one bite, so I reduced its thickness, achieving an effect of being rich but not greasy."
Dylan continued to explain, at the same time grabbing the seasoning on the side, rubbing his fingers to lightly sprinkle it on top, letting the grease and flames stimulate the aroma.
"If we combine what we learned today, we can completely swap out the lean and fatty meat on the skewers. After all, the fat of some pig breeds is more fragrant, but the taste of the lean meat is weaker. There are also some pig breeds whose meat is more fragrant, but they don't have much fat. We can combine them. Besides that, the seasoning is also the key to delicious grilled meat, only by..."
Looking at the leaping flames before him, Dylan talked nonstop, his voice growing more and more excited. He even reached out and took Erina Nakiri's delicate hand, teaching her step-by-step.
"Master Dylan is getting carried away again."
Watching this scene, Alice Nakiri muttered under her breath, then also took two steps forward and sat down beside Erina Nakiri to listen.
Guidance from Master Dylan was a rare thing, all depending on whether he was in a good mood. If he was in a good mood, he would teach a little more; if he was in a bad mood, he would teach less.
And a day like today, where it was all valuable information from beginning to end, was not common in her memory. It only happened when he was in an extremely good mood.
And so, the three of them, in front of this small bonfire, looked at the skewers sizzling with oil over the fire, their faces filled with excited and joyful expressions.
And as time passed, the pile of skewers in front of them disappeared at an astonishing speed, replaced by the two girls' bulging bellies.
"Dylan-nii, you're the one who got me into this state, you have to take responsibility!"
Alice Nakiri's voice was charming, with a hint of a coquettish tone. As she spoke, she took Dylan's hand and placed it on her own stomach.
"Don't say it in a way that people will misunderstand!"
Hearing Alice Nakiri's words, even though Dylan's mental fortitude was very stable, he couldn't help but blush and then tapped her on the head in exasperation.
"Huh? There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with me saying it like this. Not just me, but little Erina's belly was also made big by Master Dylan! Right?"
Pouting really, Alice Nakiri said as she reached out to pinch the flesh on Erina Nakiri's stomach, but was deftly dodged by her.
"Hmph!"
Looking at the aggrieved Alice Nakiri, Erina Nakiri snorted triumphantly, then came to Dylan's side and made a face at her.
And Alice Nakiri, not to be outdone, trotted forward and started a playful fight with Erina Nakiri around Dylan.
"Alright, it's getting late. Are you two going back to rest, or are you coming into the tent with me?"
Watching the two bickering, Dylan sighed helplessly, then reached out and grabbed them by the back of their collars, forcing them to stop.
As he spoke, Dylan opened the tent in front of him, revealing the meticulously decorated scene inside. Although the tent was not large, it was more than enough to accommodate three people.
"Into the tent!"
Alice Nakiri said excitedly.
"Go back to rest..."
Erina Nakiri hadn't finished her sentence when she heard Alice's reply. She immediately looked at her with a complicated expression, lightly biting her lower lip.
This girl, she was truly shameless!
"Forget it. Then I'll stay too."
Thinking of the two of them, a man and a woman, being alone together, something unspeakable was bound to happen, so Erina Nakiri changed her mind.
And as she finished saying this, her face suddenly turned red. She then didn't dare to look at Dylan's face, buried her head, and crawled into the tent.
"Take off your shoes for me first!"
Seeing the shy Erina Nakiri, Dylan's brow twitched. He then took off his shoes, placed them outside, walked into the tent, and came before the young woman.
"Sit down. Since you're unwilling to do it yourself, then I'll help you take them off!"
Looking at Erina Nakiri's blushing face, her shy expression mixed with a bit of evasion, the corner of Dylan's mouth lifted. He then sat down and patted the blanket in front of him, speaking.
"Help me... there's no need for that! I can do this kind of thing myself!"
Hearing Dylan's words, Alice Nakiri was first stunned for a second, but then she quickly reacted, frantically shaking her head in refusal.
"This is not for you to choose. After all, this is the punishment for you running into the tent with your shoes on and getting my bedding dirty."
The young woman's shame was exactly to Dylan's liking. In fact, he had deliberately said these things in front of her just to see this.
"Punishment? What kind of punishment is this..."
Dylan's words made Erina Nakiri mutter under her breath, at the same time she couldn't help but shrink back.
But because the tent was too small, she couldn't escape at all. In the end, her ankle was still caught by him, and her whole person sat down with it.
Fortunately, the ground in front of her was a blanket, not mud or grass, which would have been cold and prickly.
"Actually, the punishment is just an excuse from Master Dylan. This guy is an out-and-out pervert, and he's especially fond of young girls' jade-like feet. You have to be a little careful, don't accidentally fall into his trap."
"Pervert!?"
Seeing the nervous Erina Nakiri, a mischievous smile appeared on Alice Nakiri's face. She then went forward and whispered softly in her ear.
After finishing, she even blew a puff of air.
And just this puff of warm air made Erina Nakiri's whole body go numb. Originally, she had been preparing to resist a little, but now she just collapsed to the ground.
As delicate as a little white flower.
"A punishment is necessary, otherwise how will you remember this lesson?"
Dylan naturally heard Alice Nakiri's words, but he didn't deny it, just looked at Erina Nakiri with a smile and said so.
As his voice fell, without waiting for Erina Nakiri's consent, he reached out and grabbed the young woman's ankle, then slowly took off the boots she was wearing.
"If you're going to take them off, just do it. Don't dawdle!"
Feeling Dylan's slow and deliberate actions, Erina Nakiri pulled down the hem of her skirt on her leg to avoid any accidental exposure.
Because of the excessive shame, at this moment, she didn't know where to put her gaze and could only urge him with some anxiety.
"This is a punishment. If it passes so easily, how can it be called a punishment?"
Dylan smiled like an old fox. As he spoke, he actually reached out and began to tickle the bottom of Erina Nakiri's foot.
This action directly made her toes curl, and then she began to struggle violently.
"Mmm, nn... it tickles!"
However, despite her fierce struggles, because Dylan's grip was not small, no matter how Erina Nakiri struggled, her ankle was held tightly by him, unable to move an inch.
"Bad man, bad teacher! Perverted lecher!"
Growing up, Erina Nakiri had never been treated like this. Especially seeing Dylan staring at her feet, her face was now both red and angry, and curses couldn't stop spilling from her mouth.
Her mind then conjured up what Alice Nakiri had just said. Her heart rate grew faster and faster, and even her gaze became dazed.
"I'm a good man, don't you slander my innocence. Thank you for the treat."
Placing the pair of boots outside the tent, while also lightly kneading Erina Nakiri's extremely soft, black-stockinged feet, Dylan clasped his hands together and said.
"What do you mean, 'thank you for the treat'?!"
Erina Nakiri shouted, her face bright red.
"Didn't we just eat barbecue? I'm expressing my gratitude to the barbecue."
Dylan said with a straight face. As he spoke, he once again placed his hand on Erina Nakiri's foot, holding it in his arms to play with it carefully.
These black stockings, he really wouldn't get tired of them no matter how many times he saw them!
"Hehe, I hope so."
Erina Nakiri shyly and timidly pulled her foot back, then said in as cold a tone as possible. But at this moment, her cheeks were flushed, clearly not as calm as she appeared.
"I changed into pantyhose today. Dylan-nii, try mine."
Seeing Erina Nakiri pull her foot back, Alice Nakiri proactively extended her foot towards Dylan. Her instep was arched high, looking extremely charming.
"The main function of stockings is to embellish the skin of the legs, making the legs look smoother and more delicate. The design of pantyhose, however, extends from the waist to the feet and usually has high elasticity, which can modify the leg line and shape a perfect figure. Compared to stockings, pantyhose are more suitable for winter wear because they are relatively warmer, and the thick texture also has a unique feel when touched."
Dylan played with Alice Nakiri's small, pantyhose-clad foot while commenting. And his extremely professional words earned him a roll of the eyes from the young woman.
"And you say you're not a pervert, yet you know so much about stockings!"
Erina Nakiri constantly grumbled in her heart but didn't dare to say it out loud, worried that she would be punished by him again. She didn't want her foot to be grabbed and kneaded by him again.
That strange feeling, she should have hated it, yet she couldn't stop feeling excited. Especially thinking that he could see under her skirt at any time, the excitement at that moment reached its peak!
"Alright, it's about time to sleep."
After lightly kneading Alice's small foot for a bit, Dylan lifted the blanket and got in. If he continued, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself.
It was one thing to lose control normally, but the key was that Erina was also here now.
"I'm sleeping in the middle!"
Hearing Dylan's words, and worried that the two would do something unclear in the tent while she was asleep, Erina Nakiri claimed the middle position, her voice firm.
"Hmph, little lightbulb."
Alice Nakiri knew what she was thinking and muttered under her breath.
Erina Nakiri pretended not to hear, hugged her pillow, and slipped into the middle of the bedding, her fair skin tinged with a layer of pink.
"After running around in the mountain forest all day, I do feel a bit tired."
Dylan said with a yawn, closing his eyes. And Alice Nakiri also lay down beside Erina, saying in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"There's still time to switch places now. Although Dylan-nii won't directly make a move on you, his sleeping posture is very restless."
"It's fine, I'm willing to accept it!"
Worried that she would hear strange sounds in the middle of the night and be embarrassed, Erina Nakiri had no intention of giving up the spot next to Dylan.
"Then suit yourself."
Seeing Erina Nakiri so determined, Alice Nakiri also gave up explaining, just hoping in her heart that she wouldn't scream in the middle of the night. After all...
Thinking of the times she had slept with Dylan before, she would always feel warm all over when she woke up in the morning, as if something had been clinging to her.
And she often woke up in the middle of the night due to some external factors...
That guy, she really didn't know if he was doing it intentionally or unintentionally! It was probably unintentional; after all, she had never refused Dylan's affection.
It was that guy who was too strict with himself!
Soon, even breathing sounded in the tent.
Alice Nakiri looked over and found that Dylan had already fallen asleep. She then turned her head to the other side and also closed her eyes to start dreaming.
If nothing unexpected happened, she should be performing at the banquet tomorrow. This was also the best opportunity for the two major factions to show their muscles.
And during this time...
Dylan had passed the "White Luo Snake Turning Chain" to her.
Although due to her talent, she hadn't learned this move to a profound level. But she had learned about seventy to eighty percent of it. At least she wouldn't easily make a mistake when performing it.
Tomorrow...
Let her show everyone the strength of a Guangzhou Special Grade Chef!
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