None of those present who had become Elite Ten were simple. Even the seemingly weak Inui Hinako and the loli-like Akanegakubo Momo could unleash power that would make an ordinary adult male look askance.
"So this is the secret of that world's cuisine? An ordinary drink can have the effects of high-grade dietary supplements. I even feel like my strength has increased a bit."
Testing his strength, Dojima Gin felt his physical power seemed to have increased again. But without specific tests, he wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but his improved physical condition he could perceive clearly.
"How strange, even my skin seems better!" Amidst everyone's exclamations, Hinako shouted excitedly again. After all, as a girl, she often cared more about her appearance than mundane things.
"Yes, it's like taking a truly high-grade milk bath." Mizuhara Fuyumi also touched her arm with emotion.
"Ahem, since everyone has felt the changes, I won't say more. Takeru-san promised us that if the cuisine satisfies him, he can provide us with some special ingredients." Seeing the women's reactions, Senzaemon quickly spoke, redirecting everyone's attention back to the cooking.
"Besides that, the fact that such a simple drink can achieve this level of flavor is also important. But anyway, as long as we make the dishes we're best at, it should be fine, right?" Hearing Senzaemon's words, Dojima Gin summarized directly.
"Exactly. I leave everything to all of you. For any ingredients you need, Totsuki will use every means to get them for you." Hearing Dojima Gin's words, Senzaemon nodded.
"Okay, I need..." Hearing Senzaemon's words, Gin quickly stated his requirements. The others also stepped forward to name the items they needed.
Nearby staff quickly recorded everyone's requests and relayed them to the procurement department to quickly source any missing ingredients.
...
When the time in the main world reached 5:00 p.m., Takeru took everyone, already prepared, to the spacetime tunnel. He entered first.
Feeling the familiar spacetime turbulence, with a change of scenery, Takeru was already back at Totsuki Academy. Besides Takeru, Miu, Felt, Diablo, and the others followed closely behind.
"Welcome, distinguished guests!" A team of servants was waiting here to welcome Takeru and the others.
Seeing Takeru, some people in the procession quickly called Senzaemon to tell him Takeru and the others had arrived.
Takeru noticed their actions but didn't mind, as not everyone had arrived yet.
Soon, with the arrival of the last person, Sheele, everyone was present. Senzaemon, who had rushed over, immediately came forward to greet them.
"Welcome, distinguished guests. I am Nakiri Senzaemon, the director of Totsuki Culinary Academy. Please, follow me." Arriving before Takeru and the others, Senzaemon spoke respectfully.
"Thank you for your trouble." Seeing his respectful expression, Takeru smiled slightly.
"Not at all. Please, get in the cars. We'll head to the venue now." Hearing Takeru's words, Senzaemon made an inviting gesture.
"Everyone, get in the cars." Seeing his respectful gesture, Takeru nodded and signaled everyone to get in.
Takeru got into the first car with Miu and Felt. Besides the driver, Senzaemon sat in the front passenger seat.
"May we begin preparing the dishes for you now?" Once in the car, Senzaemon looked at Takeru. From his actions, he could see Takeru was the absolute leader.
"Yes. By the way, can you make the dishes in front of us?" Then, Takeru said with a light laugh.
"Of course. We'll arrange it immediately." Hearing this, Senzaemon nodded with a smile. He had anticipated this. Having everyone show their faces in front of Takeru would be good, and they might even form a positive connection.
Soon, as the cars started moving, Takeru noticed they were virtually vibration-free and very comfortable.
They were luxury cars, after all. Of course, these things weren't particularly valuable to Takeru, and he rarely used them.
In the cars behind, Tohru looked very curious. She had recently arrived in Takeru's world. Although she had seen cars, she knew very little about them and had never ridden in one, so she was curious.
About ten minutes later, the cars stopped in front of a luxurious building. Once the car stopped, Senzaemon quickly got out and opened the door for Takeru and the others, still extremely respectful.
"Thank you."
"Takeru-san, our destination is on the second floor ahead." Hearing this, Senzaemon pointed to the luxurious building ahead.
As Takeru and the others arrived, some unaware students curiously looked their way.
Seeing Senzaemon personally opening the door and being so respectful, they showed surprised expressions.
"Look, isn't that the director over there? He's being so polite to that young man. Is he from some family?"
"Tch, are you stupid? Our statuses aren't bad either, but we don't get any special treatment. This is Totsuki. I think he might be the son of a president or something."
"You're too naive. See the little girl next to the man? She's the one who resolved this morning's disaster." Beside them, a man listening to his friends' nonsense rolled his eyes.
"Really? That little girl? She looks at most a little over ten, right?" Hearing this, the man who had spoken was completely stunned.
"Hmph, I was nearby this morning and saw the whole thing. Do you think it's real or not?" ...
Takeru naturally heard the students' watching and discussion but didn't care. Following Senzaemon inside, they saw extremely luxurious interior decoration, all designed for cooking.
On the second floor was a giant round table. Not far away, Gin and the others stood neatly, waiting for Takeru and the others' arrival.
Takeru saw many familiar faces. Basically, he knew everyone present. They were all very highly accomplished in cooking.
As for Gin and the others, noticing Takeru's group was almost entirely beautiful girls, they were a bit stunned.
Besides Takeru and Diablo, over twenty beautiful girls was indeed a bit exaggerated.
But although shocked, they didn't show it. They watched seriously as Takeru and the others slowly took their seats.
Seeing Erina, Miu smiled and waved at her. Erina smiled back and greeted Miu.
Seeing how familiar Miu and Erina seemed, the others were slightly surprised, but they couldn't ask questions now.
"Eh, many of them seem to still be students. Is that really okay?" Noticing the chefs on Gin's side, Leone was a bit doubtful.
"Please rest assured, everyone. Although several are students, they are the elite of Totsuki. They will not disappoint you." Hearing Leone's words, Senzaemon quickly spoke.
"Master, I'm hungry. Can I eat the food on the table?" As soon as she sat down, Filo asked Takeru.
"Filo, haven't you been eating all along?" Hearing Filo's words, Raphtalia said helplessly.
"Go ahead, eat. Mr. Senzaemon, please tell them to begin." Looking at the greedy Filo, Takeru nodded dotingly and looked directly at Senzaemon standing respectfully nearby, signaling him to start the cooking.
"Yes." Hearing this, Senzaemon quickly nodded. He looked at everyone, made a gesture, and they all dispersed, each getting busy.
"Eh, they all seem to be doing their own thing." Soon, seeing everyone disperse to different cooking stations, Chelsea spoke curiously.
"Yes. Because everyone specializes in different dishes, Totsuki's training is diverse and independent. Although cooperation is important, being able to complete dishes independently is also very important." Hearing Chelsea's words, Senzaemon spoke again.