Chapter 1002: Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Multiverse Gourmet Journey Chapter 1003

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Protagonist:

Broly

Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Multiverse Gourmet Journey Chapter 1003

However, although that was said, there was no need to go slow anymore, because the group had already nearly reached the night market street's exit.

"Come find me tomorrow to learn new dishes; in a few days, the academy will have the training camp cooking exam, just right to help you do some preparation."

Getting into the car, accepting the plushie Broly handed over, Nakiri Erina spoke to him.

"Erina-sama, this kind of information shouldn't be disclosed to ordinary students in advance, right?"

Arato Hisako reminded from the side.

"It's fine. The training camp cooking exam is already a routine convention for Totsuki Academy first-year high school students anyway; even if I don't say it, some upperclassmen might leak it to underclassmen. At most, my information is just a bit more advance."

Nakiri Erina said nonchalantly.

"Broly, aren't you going back with us?"

Mito Ikumi, still not in the car, standing outside, asked the Saiyan boy.

"Uh, Mito-san, did you forget? I came to run the night market stall."

Broly, hearing her question, was a bit dazed and couldn't help but remind her.

"Ah, sorry, I really forgot. Hmm, if you encounter any difficulties handling meat dishes in the future, feel free to come find me."

Mito Ikumi's face reddened as she spoke, and her attitude toward Broly was completely different from before. Before, she was an irrelevant stranger; now she gave off a feeling of clinging silk.

"Uh, why do I feel something's off? Did something happen between these two?"

Nakiri Erina, watching the interaction of the two outside the car, furrowed her pretty brows and asked her childhood friend secretary beside her.

【Erina-sama, you're only reacting now!?】

"Something did happen."

Beside her, Arato Hisako nodded.

"What happened?"

Nakiri Erina curiously pursued the question.

"Uh, Mito-san is about to get in the car; I can't gossip face-to-face. How about later, when there's time, I'll tell you, Erina-sama."

Mito Ikumi was about to get in the car; they couldn't gossip about someone else's business right in front of them in the car. Arato Hisako leaned close to her own ojousama's ear and spoke in a small voice.

"Then okay."

Nakiri Erina hesitated a moment, then nodded. Her upbringing actually didn't allow her to discuss other people's gossip face-to-face with Arato Hisako either.

However, discussing behind their backs was no problem.

"?!"

Mito Ikumi, boarding the car hugging the plush bear, suddenly felt a chill.

"Driver, the AC temperature seems a bit low. Could you turn it up a bit?"

The gyaru girl hugged the plushie in her arms tighter and asked the driver up front.

"Okay."

The veteran driver up front nodded in agreement, but then his hand preparing to adjust the AC temperature stopped. He stared at the cabin temperature displayed on the screen, stunned.

【26°C — this counts as low? Could it be a cold constitution, or that time of the month?!】

The veteran driver ultimately didn't voice his inner doubts. Doing this line of work requires knowing how to restrain one's own curiosity, maintain silence, and not speak of other matters.

Having seen off Nakiri Erina's group of three, Broly returned to the Polar Star Dormitory night stall, and this place was still the most flourishing stall on the entire night market street.

"I'm back."

", Broly-san, where are Nakiri-san and the others?"

Hearing Broly's voice, Tadokoro Megumi, who was grilling skewers in front of the charcoal grill, lifted her head. Not seeing anyone else beside the boy, she asked in surprise.

"They've already finished strolling and went back."

Broly entered from the side into the back of the Polar Star stall, putting on his apron as he answered.

"Great, Broly-san, come help me quick."

Yukihira Soma was the happiest, hurriedly waving Broly over.

"How come, Yukihira, you can't handle it already?"

Isshiki Satoshi teased. He had already sold out of curry fish balls and was now helping fry rice on the side.

"I'm not unable to handle it; my arm's just a bit sore."

The night market stall business's explosive degree was greater than when Yukihira Soma was at his family restaurant before. Moreover, this stall entrance happened to have no other dish choices. Customers coming to this stall to buy food would only order fried rice. Tonight, from the moment this wok was picked up until now, it hadn't stopped.

Fortunately, Broly had returned now, so he could be swapped out. The swapped-out Yukihira Soma didn't directly rest either, but went to the side to help with packing and collecting money.

The explosive business made everyone quickly shut their mouths, conserving physical strength while focusing on cooking production.

An hour later, ingredients exhausted, the crowd in front of the stall dispersed. Only then did the Polar Star Dormitory members breathe a sigh of relief.

"Phew. When Broly-san was here before I didn't feel it, but tonight with Broly-san gone, facing the endless stream of customers buying night stall dishes, the pressure really is huge!"

Tadokoro Megumi drank a mouthful of water. The busy situation just now — she didn't even have time to drink a single mouthful of water.

"For a chef, having a body with good physical strength is also a very important matter. Tonight Broly left for a while, which also counts as a test of everyone's physical ability. In future academy cooking exams, there will definitely be similar assessments. Just treat it as accumulating experience in advance."

"Isshiki-senpai, did you already know the academy is about to conduct the training camp cooking exam?"

Broly, tidying the wok at the side, hearing this, looked at Isshiki Satoshi and directly asked.

", you already knew? Was it Erina who told you?"

Isshiki Satoshi looked over with some surprise.

"Hmm."

Broly nodded.

"Ah, the training camp culinary exam is already going to be conducted this fast?!"

At the side, Yoshino Yuuki had an expression like the sky was falling, and the others' complexions also turned serious.

"It's just taking an exam, is there a need to make such a fuss?"

Soma Yukihira was somewhat confused by these people's reactions and asked curiously.

"The training camp culinary exam is not as simple as a mere exam; those who fail the exam will be directly eliminated and expelled."

Iwasaki Shun explained from the side.

"Reportedly, students from the past few terms of Totsuki Academy were directly eliminated in this kind of training camp culinary exam, more than half of them, an elimination rate of over 50%, it is absolutely a death exam."

Marui Zenji also pushed up his glasses and recited the details like a family treasure.

"The elimination rate is quite high, but as long as you don't get eliminated, isn't that fine?"

Soma Yukihira said a sentence of nonsense, yet it left people unable to refute.

"Or is it that everyone has no confidence in passing this kind of exam?"

The conversation took a turn, and he asked.

The Polar Star Dormitory members packing up the stall fell silent for a moment, then someone said: "Hah, how could that be, I have super confidence in my own cooking."

"Well, I'm not boasting, but I feel I probably won't be eliminated."

"That's right, same for me."

The Polar Star Dormitory's entrance assessment, students who could pass are naturally all people with a hand in cooking, being asked about confidence in their own culinary strength, naturally they each said yes, of course, except for Tadokoro Megumi who is currently hugging her head squatting in defense, looking like she has fallen into worry.

"Komekko, you definitely won't have a problem either!"

Sakaki Ryouko comforted the girl.

"Thank you, Ryouko, but that is a death exam with an elimination rate of over 50%."

The comfort had a certain effect, but the effect seems somewhat not great.

"Hey, Isshiki-senpai, do you know what this year's training camp culinary exam is? If we could know the exam questions in advance, maybe it would let Komekko feel a bit better."

Yoshino Yuuki first glanced at the somewhat soulless girl, then looked at Isshiki Satoshi and asked.

"Same as previous years, it's going to the Totsuki Resort side to conduct an exam lasting several days, but the specific exam content is basically all determined by the teachers in charge of the exam themselves, and even though I am Elite Ten, I also don't know what the specific exam content is."

Isshiki Satoshi shrugged his shoulders, indicating that in terms of revealing exam questions in advance, he himself was also unable to help despite wanting to.

"Alright, let's go back to Polar Star Dormitory first, then discuss this matter."

The stall was packed up, loaded onto the pickup truck, the braided girl muttering about the over 50% elimination rate, and she somewhat dazedly got into the pickup truck's passenger seat.

"Alright, Komekko, don't worry anymore, I guarantee you won't be eliminated, come, I'll give you a gift, cheer up your spirit a bit."

Broly said, and handed over the plushie that was just placed on the truck.

"A rabbit?"

Looking at the cute rabbit plushie shoved in front of herself, Tadokoro Megumi was somewhat startled.

"This is a prize won just now at the shooting game stall, I didn't know what animal you like, so I just grabbed a rabbit

plushie, don't know if you like it or not?"

"Ah, thank you, Broly-san, I like it very much."

"Then you won't hug it?"

"Wuu————"

The braided girl hesitated for a while, then her body leaned over and hugged the boy's arm that was thicker than her own thigh.

"Komekko, what are you doing?"

Broly tilted his head, looking at the girl somewhat strangely.

"Eh, wasn't it you who told me to hug you?"

Tadokoro Megumi looked up, also looking at the boy somewhat strangely.

"No, my meaning was to let you hug the rabbit plushie."

Broly finished speaking, and the girl in the passenger seat, her face flushed red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ah, hu-hug, sorry, it was me who misunderstood."

Tadokoro Megumi hurriedly let go, and sat up properly in the passenger seat.

"It's fine, I was actually hoping you'd misunderstand and actively come hug me."

Broly smiled at Tadokoro Megumi, letting the blush on the girl's face gradually spread to her ear roots.

Nervousness began to replace worry.

And Broly then stopped appropriately, holding the rabbit plushie's ears and waving it in front of Tadokoro Megumi once more.

"This time, don't misunderstand."

However, facing the rabbit plushie right before her eyes, Tadokoro Megumi did not hug it.

"What's wrong?"

"My body is dirty, has the smell of charcoal fire, I plan to go back, wash up, then come hug it."

"That makes me the anxious one instead."

Broly placed the rabbit plushie in the middle.

"Now, are you still worried about the exam?"

"Uh, still a bit, but it's already much better."

Being interrupted, and having her attention dispersed, the braided girl's condition was much better.

The vehicle drove back to Totsuki Academy, arriving outside the dormitory building of Polar Star Dormitory, and everyone got off one after another.

After finishing personal hygiene, the Polar Star Dormitory residents gathered at the first-floor cafeteria restaurant.

Getting straight to the point, they discussed matters related to the training camp culinary exam.

"Speaking of which, if we all go to the resort side to conduct the training camp culinary exam, will the night market stall this side still continue to operate?"

"How to operate it, our people are all not on this side."

"But the vehicle for transporting goods and people was just bought, the night market stall area was also just expanded and rented, directly having to close business for several days, it feels like such a loss!"

"Yeah, the money for buying the vehicle, we're still paying in installments, the accounts haven't been cleared yet."

"The training camp culinary exam came suddenly, if we had known earlier there would be this situation so fast, we wouldn't have been so rushed to expand the night market stall area, nor would we have been so rushed to buy the vehicle for transporting goods and people."

The Polar Star Dormitory residents sighed one after another; young as they were, still students, they had already taken on a car loan, and although the amount for purchasing a used car was not much, they couldn't bear the situation of having to close business for many days ahead.

"Well, if it's the night market stall, you guys don't need to worry."

"Hm?"

Everyone looked toward Isshiki Satoshi.

"Did you forget, the training camp culinary exam about to start tests you first-years, while I am a second-year, as a senior I don't need to take the exam."

"?!"

"So, when you guys go to the resort for the exam, I will properly manage this side's night market stall."

Isshiki Satoshi had a 'you guys go on, rest assured' expression, making the Polar Star Dormitory residents' mouth corners twitch.

"We're all leaving, Isshiki Satoshi-senpai, can you really handle it alone?"

Yoshino Yuuki was somewhat doubtful.

"Haha, are you underestimating me? I am the Totsuki Ten Seventh Seat."

"But even the Seventh Seat can't reduce the pressure of running a stall; fried rice, yakitori, fried tempura — with tonight's workload of entertaining guests, are you sure you can handle it all by yourself?"

"Uh, then I can reduce a bit."

"What do you plan to reduce?"

"Remove the fried rice, yakitori, and fried tempura dishes entirely."

"Wait, if you remove all these, how do you still plan to run the night market stall?"

"Simple, I'll just sell Random Dish, won't that work?"

Making many varieties of night market cooking separately is hard for a single person, but if only selling one kind of cooking, the situation becomes simpler.

However, this is only maintaining operations; to reach the turnover when everyone works together, it will probably be more difficult.

"Speaking of which, I actually have an idea, which can avoid removing the fried rice, yakitori, and fried tempura, these three already fixed Polar Star Dormitory night market stall dishes."

"What idea?"

"We can find people to temporarily help substitute."

Broly said it directly.

"Hey, Broly, I thought you had some good idea, turns out it's just finding people to cover shifts."

"How so, this won't work?"

"Finding people to substitute is indeed simple, but whether they can make night market cooking at our Polar Star Dormitory level is uncertain; once the taste is made poorly, even if it's just a night market stall, it's equivalent to smashing our Polar Star Dormitory's signboard."

"Then if I say, the people I find can replicate and make fried rice, yakitori, tempura at the same level as us?"

"If that's the case, then naturally it's fine, however, where do you plan to find people like that?"