Chapter 991

"Broly-san, let me remind you of one thing: robbery is against the law."

"I wasn't planning to rob anyone."

"Robbing the rich to help the poor is still illegal."

"Fine, let me put it differently: I like to treat others the way they treat me."

"Specifically, what would you do?"

"If someone tries to steal my wealth, I'd steal theirs back. That seems perfectly reasonable, doesn't it?"

Broly corrected his wording.

"It sounds reasonable, but if you actually encounter such a situation, you'd better call the police instead of thinking about robbing them back."

"You think I can't do it?"

"No, I mean that if someone commits an illegal act and you do the same thing back to them following their methods, that's still an illegal act."

Besides, in this day and age, where are there so many openly bad people? Real bad people don't write the word 'bad' on their faces."

"That's not right. I remember there should be quite a few yakuza organizations around here, right?"

Broly frowned and asked directly. In his impression, the world he transmigrated to might be different, but as long as it was a world with modern Japan, such places would always have plenty of yakuza members. Even his own wife, Fujimura-nee, ran a yakuza operation in Fuyuki City.

So, he could be considered half a yakuza young master. Although the world and the gangs were different, was it really excessive to take some activity funds from his own people who were yakuza members?

At worst, he'd go easy on them, just take some money, and not kill anyone.

", yakuza?"

Soma Yukihira raised an eyebrow. The term wasn't unfamiliar, but hearing it in this era was quite novel.

"Yes, like some syndicate or something."

Broly nodded.

"Yakuza do exist—"

"Where's their hideout?"

"I don't know the hideout, but let's not talk about the hideout for now. Let's just talk about yakuza."

"Hmm, Broly-san, the yakuza of this era might be different from the yakuza you know."

"What do you mean?"

Broly frowned at the red-haired boy.

"Broly-san, the yakuza you know—are they the kind of criminal organization that commits all sorts of misdeeds, is brave and violent, collects protection fees from shops, smashes up people's stores if they don't pay, and is made up of lawbreakers?"

"Not entirely, but the ones I'm looking for should be exactly the kind you're talking about."

"But if I told you that the real yakuza I know are actually people who push handcarts selling snacks, work as clerks in convenience stores, and shake milk tea in milk tea shops, would you still think of robbing them?"

"Uh, naturally not. But the people you mentioned don't sound like yakuza members, do they?"

"Not entirely, but a small portion are. For example, there's a dorayaki shop owner on the commercial street where my family's restaurant is located. He used to be involved with the yakuza, and I heard he was once a small group leader. People called him the Fierce Tiger of Southeast Street."

"Then how would a guy like that end up selling dorayaki?"

"It seems that before I was born, the government cracked down on all yakuza organizations once. Since then, the yakuza went downhill, and to this day, it's a sunset industry. The kind of yakuza lawbreakers you're looking for can generally only be seen in movies and TV shows now."

Soma Yukihira shrugged and said. This was something he learned when he was curious about the tattoos on the dorayaki shop owner as a child and asked his own mother about it.

Back then, his own mother had grabbed him by the ear and warned him, mainly warning him not to develop an interest in tattoos in the future.

And because of such an experience, Soma Yukihira's memory was relatively clear.

"Alright, then excluding the yakuza, don't you have any bad people here?"

"There are bad people."

"Where?"

"I don't know. Just like I said just now, bad people don't write the word 'bad' on their faces?"

"Hmm, if I really have to say there are bad people, then in my life, I've only met one."

"Who?"

"The person in charge of the construction company you met before. But I've already dealt with him through cooking."

Soma Yukihira finished speaking, and seeing Broly looking thoughtful, his heart tightened. He hurriedly asked: "Broly-san, you're not planning to organize a rob-the-rich-to-help-the-poor operation against that construction company, are you?"

"Hmm, I do have that idea."

"Please stop this kind of dangerous idea. Strictly speaking, those people aren't really bad people. They just wanted to buy the land of my family's restaurant and tear down our restaurant, so I treated them as bad people."

Soma Yukihira tried to dissuade him. He paused, then continued: "Broly-san, if you're really short on money, I have a way."

"What way?"

"We're cooks, so naturally we have to make a living with our craftsmanship—"

Soma Yukihira leaned close to Broly's ear and quietly told him his money-making idea.

"Will your method work?"

"Whether it works or not, we'll find out if we leave the academy together tonight and try it outside."

Soma Yukihira said confidently.

"Fine, let's do it together tonight."

Broly nodded and agreed. Anyway, his purpose was just to earn some living expenses. Whether it was earned by robbing the rich to help the poor or by doing legitimate business, it didn't matter.

After washing up, he went downstairs and ate a simple breakfast personally made by Fumio Auntie in the Polar Star Dormitory cafeteria. Broly looked at the time on the wall clock and prepared to go out. He hadn't forgotten that he needed to go to the Sixth Cooking Building before nine o'clock.

"Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Broly."

Walking with him were Sakaki Ryouko, Tadokoro Megumi, and others.

"Yay, today we can hitch a ride on transportation!"

Yoshino Yuuki happily jumped onto the handcart, sat down with a thud, and said.

"Yeah, normally going to the Teaching Building requires walking for half an hour."

Marui Zenji was also heading to the Teaching Building today, and sat beside Soma Yukihira as soon as he got on.

Five people squeezed onto the back of a three-wheeled cart, and with Broly driving, that made six.

This thing runs on oil, and normally it's used for hauling cargo.

Otherwise, whether it could even start and run was uncertain.

"Since you find going to the Teaching Building troublesome, why not get some transportation tools?"

The small cart drove along the path, and Broly asked without turning his head.

"I brought that up too, but Senior Isshiki Satoshi thinks walking to the Teaching Building every day is better, saying it can also exercise our bodies."

When the matter of transportation tools was mentioned, Marui Zenji couldn't help but complain.

Logically speaking, Isshiki Satoshi is one of the Totsuki Ten, and he could use the Ten's privileges to get some transportation tools for Polar Star Dormitory.

It's just that he doesn't think lacking transportation tools is a problem; compared to transportation tools, he'd rather have the underclassmen in the same dormitory building sweat and spend their youth.

After hearing Marui Zenji's complaints, Broly actually thought Isshiki Satoshi's words made some sense, but after thinking it over, he still asked the braided girl behind him: "Komekko, do you think it's better to have a cart take you to the Teaching Building, or to walk there?"

"Ah, this—"

Tadokoro Megumi didn't expect Broly to ask her, and after thinking it over, she answered honestly.

"I think it would be better to have a cart take me to the Teaching Building; that way, I can sleep in a little in the morning, and when I come back to Polar Star Dormitory after evening classes, I won't have to worry about coming back too late."

Sakaki Ryouko and Yoshino Yuuki nodded in agreement beside her.

"Then exercising the body—"

"Do culinary students need to walk to school to exercise their bodies? Just attending classes and cooking every day is already enough exercise."

"That's right. Except for that guy Senior Isshiki who has excess energy and can farm in his spare time, who among the rest isn't"

tired after finishing normal classes and coming back."

The girls chattered, similarly complaining about the lack of transportation tools.

Of course, they weren't afraid of hardship or tiredness, they just felt it was unnecessary to expend their physical strength on the daily commute to class.

"If there were transportation tools, maybe we could save some time every day and use it to research new dishes."

"Mm, what you say makes sense."

Broly nodded, expressing his agreement with their words, and after dropping everyone off at their respective Teaching Buildings, he drove himself to the Sixth Cooking Building, entering half an hour early.

"You're early today."

Approaching nine o'clock, Nakiri Erina arrived at the Sixth Cooking Building, and upon seeing Broly looking through Middle School Division cooking basics textbooks in her own office, a satisfied expression appeared on her face.

"Miss Nakiri, what are we learning today?"

Broly closed the Seasoning Basics Book in his hand, stood up, and asked.

"What we're learning can wait; the video you were supposed to take for me yesterday?"

Nakiri Erina went around him, sat behind the office desk, and reached out her hand to ask for it.

"Here."

Broly didn't hesitate and handed over his phone. After Nakiri Erina took it, she skillfully opened the photo album and found the videos recorded last night of making pufferfish sashimi at Polar Star Dormitory and everyone at Polar Star Dormitory tasting pufferfish sashimi.

And this God Tongue girl, upon seeing Broly handle the Tiger Pufferfish at super speed in the video, couldn't help but pause the video, raise her head, and ask the Saiyan boy: "Did you speed up this video?"

", can videos be sped up?"

And Broly's scratching-head retort indirectly answered Erina's question.

She said nothing, clicked the screen again, and continued watching the video.

But after a moment, she paused again, raised her head, and asked: "You cut so fast, aren't you afraid of cutting open the Tiger Pufferfish's organs?"

"Not afraid, my knife is steady. Once I figured out the internal structure of the Tiger Pufferfish's abdominal cavity, I'm fully confident I won't cut it open."

Nakiri Erina pursed her lips, wanting to call him an arrogant jerk, but thinking of his fluid knife technique in the video, she felt what he said wasn't wrong at all—he was indeed stating facts objectively.

Taking a deep breath, Nakiri Erina continued watching the video. She skipped the cooking preparation after slaughtering the Tiger Pufferfish and pulled the video to the point of serving and tasting.

And upon seeing someone actually writing a will in the video, Nakiri Erina burst out laughing with a puff: "Hisako, look quickly—"

She called the secretary girl beside her to watch the video, while Hisako Arato stared blankly at her own Big Sister: 【How many years has it been? The last time I saw Erina-sama with such an innocent smile was when she was little—】

", what's wrong, don't you think it's funny?"

"No, it's funny."

Coming back to her senses, Hisako Arato smiled at Nakiri Erina.

But this smile wasn't one amused by the video; it was because her Big Sister was amused by the video—a relieved smile.

Of course, the smile came quickly and went quickly. Nakiri Erina, upon discovering that the person she wanted to scare in the video hadn't been scared at all, but instead took the lead in tasting the pufferfish dishes, furrowed her brow and asked the Saiyan boy: "Broly, didn't you tell those people you're just a beginner who only learned how to make pufferfish dishes?"

"No, I told them before handling the Tiger Pufferfish."

"Then why isn't this guy afraid?"

Nakiri Erina pointed at Soma Yukihira in the video, who was directly picking up chopsticks to taste the pufferfish sashimi, and asked, as if suspecting Broly hadn't informed them beforehand.

"Maybe it's because he watched me handle the pufferfish the whole time, and I handled it well, so he's not afraid."

"Then the others watched too, so why are they afraid?"

"Uh, I don't know that either."

Broly scratched his head, thought it over, and said: "But I can make a phone call to ask."

"Okay, then ask."

Nakiri Erina returned the phone, but she also wanted to know why she hadn't been able to scare that annoying guy.

Broly dialed Soma Yukihira's phone. It rang twice, and the other side picked up: "Broly-san, I'm about to start cooking class on my end. What's the matter?"

"It's like this. I want to know why you dared to taste the pufferfish sashimi I made without hesitation last night?"

Broly looked at Nakiri Erina, who was mouthing to him not to reveal her existence, and asked the boy on the other end of the phone.

In the cooking classroom, Soma Yukihira was first stunned, but quickly reacted, realizing who was really asking this question. After thinking it over, he said: "Your pufferfish dish was taught to you by that guy named Nakiri, right."

【How did he know?】

Putting it on speaker, the gold-haired girl who heard Soma Yukihira's question furrowed her brows, thought for a moment, then signaled Broly to acknowledge it.

"That's right, but what does that have to do with you daring to directly taste my Fugu Cuisine?"

"It's simple. That guy, on the day of the exam, eliminated me directly just because I served up the exam dish mixed with rice, which shows she's a rather strict person.

And for this kind of person to teach you a dangerous cuisine like Fugu Cuisine, if she couldn't be certain you'd definitely do it well, how could she possibly let you do it?

Hmm, she's at least one of the Elite Ten, and Isshiki Satoshi-senpai, who's also one of the Elite Ten, is that powerful, so it's impossible she's just a weakling with a fake reputation, right?"

"So, you dared to taste the dish without hesitation because of her Elite Ten title?"

"That's one reason, but the other reason is I watched your handling technique the whole process."

"I see. Then that's that, I'm hanging up now."

Broly hung up the phone, then looked at the girl beside him who had started grinding her teeth, and asked: "Miss Nakiri, are you alright?"

"I'm fine!"

Her own Elite Ten reputation being able to influence others, making someone eat a beginner's Fugu Cuisine without hesitation, Nakiri Erina

felt very relieved.

But this guy Soma Yukihira not being scared made her feel displeased, yet because her own reasons were also mixed in there, this displeasure turned into depression.

"Your knife skills are indeed good, but just being able to practically cut ingredients well won't work. You also need to know why you cut that way, so today's tutoring content is knife skills basics!"