Zane, I Really Can't, Please Hurry and Give Me...

The sky!

Gradually it became dark again.

A large piece of chicken thigh meat was especially tender, the grilled scallions were not limp at all, and occasionally you could taste a hint of spiciness in the scallions!

Similar to the segmentation of beef, chicken is also finely divided by the people of Japan.

In addition to the common chicken breast, chicken thigh, and chicken liver, parts like the chicken comb, chicken gizzard, and even the chicken wing connected to the chicken breast (called chicken sleeve), are all specially segmented for making yakitori.

"Boss, I am now a third-year senior in the high school section."

"In another year, I should be able to graduate successfully. By then, I want to...I want to come to your tavern to work as a kitchen assistant, can I?"

While continuing to eat the yakitori, Rindo, her face showing a hint of awkwardness, asked with a mixture of anticipation and pride.

She has always been very confident in her abilities, but in front of Zane, she felt quite inferior.

"What?"

"You plan to come work at the tavern?"

Zane was stunned, and then he came to understand what she meant!

...

Cooking!

This is something that is influenced by many factors.

Therefore, if the chef's skills were to be quantified in five dimensions: initial talent, theoretical knowledge, on-the-job experience, psychological qualities, and special skills!

Then Rindo, the current second seat of the Elite Ten, can be said to be a versatile genius.

In the original plot, although it didn't directly depict her struggle with Eishi for the position of the second seat in the Elite Ten.

But her position as the second seat doesn't necessarily prove that her skills are second to none.

Just like in the 69th Elite Ten, the first seat, Gin Dojima, is not necessarily stronger than the second seat, Joichiro Yukihira!

Considering from Zane's perspective, the tavern he runs will surely continue to expand and gradually develop into a place that can completely change the era of cooking in the future.

Of course, for now.

This goal is still a long way off and won't be achieved overnight.

However, it cannot be denied that throughout the entire process, it will be very difficult to achieve and maintain solely by his own efforts.

Leaving aside other things, just talking about the continuous popularity of the tavern business at present has already made it somewhat overwhelming for him.

It is estimated that soon, Zane will have to hire an assistant to help him manage the tavern together.

"Rindo."

"You still have another year, right?"

"You're asking me this in front of me now, it might be a bit early."

"Maybe there won't even be any time to graduate before you rush to my restaurant for an interview."

Giving Rindo a deep look, Zane could only shrug and replied softly.

"So, you don't agree?"

Hearing this, Rindo couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.

Her unusual expression didn't escape Zane's eyes, which surprised him a bit.

After all, with Rindo's talent and abilities, after graduation, there would be many famous restaurants, cooking schools, hotels, and so on competing to hire her.

And yet she is insistently focused on working at his tavern, and he didn't understand what kind of charm he had that would make her foolishly make such a commitment?

But seeing her determination, Zane couldn't help but feel happy.

"Don't worry."

"The tavern will definitely need talents like you in the future!"

"So, I mean, I will always keep a kitchen assistant position for you, whether it's one year or two years, I'll be waiting for you to come work here anytime!"

"Oh?"

"Really...?"

"Then let's pinky promise! You can't go back on your word, Boss!"

With that, Rindo made a promise to Zane by making a gesture like she was locking pinkies with him.

"Are you a three-year-old child?"

"Do you believe in my integrity so little?"

Seeing this, Zane couldn't help but laugh and shake his head.

But in the end, he reached out his pinky and locked it with hers, and they formed a verbal agreement.

...

Late at night, 12 AM.

The tavern finally closed for the day.

Although there were many things she wanted to say to Zane at this time, Rindo wisely understood that there is still plenty of time in the future, so for now, she'll keep those thoughts to herself.

Then, she paid the bill and reluctantly left the tavern.

As he watched her leave, Zane, who was getting ready to close, couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.

Thinking about the future where students like Rindo, Erina, Megumi, Yuuki, and Ryoko from Totsuki Academy work at his tavern, earning money for themselves...

Although wishes are always nice, reality might not be so satisfying.

But thinking carefully, if one puts in the effort, maybe such a beautiful thing can still be achieved, right?

In the end.

Zane, after sorting out his complex emotions a bit, turned around and continued working busily, preparing to close!

...

"Chef."

"Quick, quick, quick... Help, please!"

Unexpectedly.

Just as he turned around an anxious Anne, supporting the extremely weak Mana, bursted into the tavern.

Hearing the urgent voice behind him, Zane frowned slightly, quickly turned back to look.

When he looked it was not good, as soon as he saw her, he was almost startled!

He saw Mana trembling all over, her face was flushed, and she was sweating profusely, appearing very weak.

Seeing Zane, her dismal eyes suddenly brightened as if she found hope.

But due to physical weakness, that overwhelming dizziness began to rush to her brain.

Inadvertently, although she was supported by Anne, she unknowingly started to lean back.

Seeing this, Zane swiftly moved to Mana's side, stabilizing her.

Then, leading her to a seat, unable to resist, he reached out to touch her forehead.

Hot!

It was really hot!

It was so hot that he had to quickly pull back his hand and ask, "What's going on?"

"Didn't she eat Comet Fried Rice before? Her body should have been improving, so why is it turning out like this?"

"I'm not sure."

"Maybe her anorexia has recurred?"

Anne mumbled uncertainty.

While Mana began to massage her temples, feeling like there were stones in her head that were clinking together, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Of course, it was even more unbearable as she felt overheated all over, her face flushing red, her mind filled with thoughts of the dishes Zane made!

"No!"

"I really can't handle this!"

"Zane, please... Please give me... Please quickly give me..."

With all her remaining strength, trying to stand up somehow.

Then, Mana tightly grabbed Zane's arms, her eyes once again showing pink "hearts".

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