Totsuki Genius

Damian turned and left, he wanted to find a place to recharge his cell phone, and there was no need to check the paper delivered to him by Chapelle.

After Damian left, the rest of those who were taking the exam left with his head down, it would be very difficult to overcome or reach the level of Damian.

Perhaps some of them even give up becoming chefs because of Damian.

As for Chapelle, right after all who were doing the test left, he took the spaghetti in the microwave and when he was about to eat, he heard steps approaching. He turned his head and saw a tall, robust old man walking toward him.

"Commander."

"Looks like you recruited a great student this year, Chapelle."

Chapelle nodded and said, "Yes, he just arrived from Napolis. He passed the exam with a perfect grade, his conduct and culinary skills are high enough for me to think he would be one of the teachers instead of a student."

The old man Chapelle called commander, Nakiri Senzaemon, was surprised how well Chapelle was talking about a transferred student.

"Oh! He seems to be an amazing young man, is that ...?" He spoke as he looked at the plate on the table.

"Spaghetti Alla Puttanesca ... was he who prepared this dish?"

"Yes, it's delicious and fits perfectly into my topic."

"What was the topic of the test? A bright and delicate dish, among its ingredients, must have some kind of pasta ... hahaha! This dish meets the requirements!"

"Well, this is worthy of compliments, but what about his conduct?"

Chappelle said softly, "All who come here are young arrogant. First, he understands the basic label for a chef."

"In addition, none of the students beyond him thought to wash their hands before cooking. Everyone started cooking immediately when he learned the theme of the exam."

"Even during the preparation of food, all they did was at most clean their hands with paper cloths."

Senzaemon sighed.

"Young people are being too spoiled now. Most of them do not even know even the basic qualities of a chef! Even if they had passed this exam, they would probably have been expelled."

"That's right. Damian Gray washed not only his hands, he also carefully washed each of the utensils he would use to cook. Seeing the naturalness he had when doing it, I assume that who taught him to cook was a great cook. " Chapelle Falo

"When he finished preparing his plate, he cleaned the edges of the plate and then cleaned his hands with a wet cloth."

"I understand. What about his character?"

"He was the only one of all who held the plate with both hands and looked at me while saying 'please prove.' After I said it was delicious, he was not arrogant, but just thanked a smile."

"Since he had nowhere to be today, I gave him an admission warning and said he could use him to stay tonight at a hotel near Tōtsuki."

"Commander, do you know what he told me when I said that?"

Senzaemon was a little interested and said with a smile: "He thanked him, I suppose."

"He said ... 'Thanks, Chapelle-Sensei, this will save money.'"

"Huh? Hahaha! Interesting, interesting! What is this boy called?"

"Damian Gray."

Senzaemon froze for a moment before murmuring, "Damian ... Damian ... Gray?"

"Commander, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, but his name seems a little familiar to me. Come on, let me taste his plate."

"Please."

Senzaemon looked at him before agreeing and saying, "Yes! Impeccable techniques, just looking at me hungry ... That's ... That's impossible!"

"What's wrong, commander?"

"Cough ~ is not Chapelle at all. It seems that we have a cooking genius in our hands ..."

Chappelle nodded and said, "Yes, something tells me that this generation will be very different from the previous ones."

"Hahaha! Chappelle, it's very boring to have dinner alone, let's eat together."

"All good."

After eating the spaghetti, Senzaemon's clothes exploded violently, Chapelle didn't find it strange he was already used to that kind of thing happening.

"Impeccable mastery in cooking, proportion of impeccable seasoning!"

Chapelle nodded. The two who knew each other for several years were sitting at the table and commenting on the food of a transferred student.

After a long time, they finished all the food, and Chappelle said suspiciously, "Commander, which dorm is he going to be?"

"I don't know which dormitory still has vacancies, but it's not impossible for him to be placed in a dorm with Elite Ten. I'm sure with his skills, he can get along with them."

"I feel that there is no need for him to be in the same dorm with Elite Ten, because ..."

Senzaemon said deeply, "Are you worried?"

"Yes, it will become an elite Ten sooner or later. If he has a sophomore -year -old elite, it will make them uncomfortable ..."

"I understand where you want to go"

"If he gets close to Elite Ten, they may be worried that their position will be stolen."

The two were silent for a few seconds as they tried to find another solution.

Senzaemon sighed resigned as he got up.

"I'll see which dorms there are still vacancies ..."

Chapelle agreed as he tidyed up and got out of the room.

(End of Chapter)

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