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After talking to Kazukiri Shinki about his thoughts, Fuyuki returned to the Polar Star House.

Not long after he entered the door, he was pulled to the living room by Dojima Ginichi.

“Blowing snow, how did things get like this.”

“I’m just asking you to challenge Seiichiro, why are you playing so big.”

“You’re so irrational.”

Seeing the worry on Dojima Gin’s face, Fuyuki said calmly:

“That’s the best way to do it, isn’t it?”

“Senior Dojima, you should know that if you want to really stimulate Senior Caibo, then at the very least, both of us must devote ourselves to this battle completely.”

“I have to adjust myself to the best of my condition, show the courage to fight back, and carry enough pressure on my shoulders so that I can constantly push my limits, which is my way of cooking.”

“Only in this way can I have any hope of defeating Senior Caibo, can’t I?”

Hearing Fuyuki’s words, Dojima Silver didn’t know what to say for a while.

After a moment of silence, he spoke again

“I don’t doubt that you bring out your limits, but how can you guarantee that Seiichiro will do his best too?”

Chuixue smiled when she heard this

“Is there any need to question this? Senior Dojima knows Senior Caibo so well, you should know very well how he will deal with it…”

“Seiichiro will indeed live up to this expectation when it comes to the 100% enthusiasm of his juniors…”

Dojima Silver sighed:

“It seems that you really have a thorough grasp of the human heart, and since the matter has come to this, I can only bless you.”

“Blowing snow, you must cheer, whether it is for yourself or Seiichiro.”

“Go and push your limits again.”

“Well, don’t worry, this time I will definitely surpass myself again.”

……….

Almost every member of the Polar Star House expressed concern for Fuyuki, and Fuyuki himself expressed that he would give his all to fight Seiichiro, but to be honest, Fuyuki did not have 100% confidence in this duel.

Seiichiro is definitely not too much to call himself the first chef of the school, and although he has achieved the first place in sales of the school festival, it does not bring much comfort to himself.

Compared to Seiichiro, who is proficient in various cuisines, he looks more like a teenager who is partial to his profession at the moment.

A large part of the reason for such good results at the school festival is due to their own cleverness.

And this showdown doesn’t have much chance of cleverness.

What kind of dishes should be made to hopefully defeat Senior Caibo?

Blowing snow locked himself alone in the house

At this time, he was almost immersed in his own world

The knowledge that I have worked hard to learn is now the biggest motivation to support myself.

………….

The entire Far Moon Academy was almost frantically circulating about the duel between Fuyuki and Seiichiro

Most of the teachers and students are more optimistic about Seiichiro, after all, Seiichiro is recognized as the strongest in the school

Although Blowing Snow performed well at the school festival, no one knows if he was a flash in the pan.

No matter what, no one can affect the development of the gaffe now.

Before the time of the agreed showdown was about to come, many spectators had already rushed to the moon and day in advance

In almost every seating area, you can hear someone talking about the direction of today’s game.

“That guy from Thousand Nights Blowing Snow is also too bold, does he think that if he wins the first place in the school festival, he will be able to challenge the most powerful senior in our school? In my opinion, he must be inflated, unable to distinguish between east and west, north and south. ”

“It’s not swollen, but I’m also not optimistic about Senya-san, Senior Caibo was obviously not serious at the school festival before, this time the 1-on-1 duel can learn Senior Caibo’s cooking well.”

“It’s coming, the two of them are entering, let’s all be quiet and concentrate on watching the game.”

………….

As the time passed, both Fuyuki and Seiichiro slowly walked into the venue.

Caibo, wearing a clean white chef’s uniform, had a helpless smile on his face.

“I didn’t expect that one day I would face off against Blowing Snow, and it was still on this occasion.”

“I have to say, things are really wonderful.”

Fuyuki, who was also wearing a clean white chef’s suit, put the large bag he had carried on the ground, and he said to Seiichiro

“Since we have reached this point, I hope that Senior Caibo and I can enjoy this matchup.”

“I know Senior Caibo is very strong, but please also trust me, this duel will definitely not disappoint you.”

Seiichiro nodded.

“Seeing that you are so determined, I will definitely respond to your enthusiasm with an all-out attitude, rest assured, I hope that in this duel, you and I can receive something.”

“Hey, by the way, what is that big bag next to you and what weird cooking utensils you have come up with?”

Many people were impressed by the steaming utensils that Fuyuki made before, so now seeing the package of Fuyuki, Seiichiro felt that he must have made something special again.

After all, in his impression, Blowing Snow seems to be good at some ancient cooking methods.

Hearing Seiichiro’s words, Fuyuki replied:

“I did prepare some special equipment, after all, the opponent is a talented senior, and I don’t have the certainty of victory without the direction I am currently best at.”

“So that’s the case, then I’ll look forward to your performance.”

………..

As the game neared its start, Seiichiro returned to his cooking station

Blowing Snow walked over to his cooking counter and untied the large package he was carrying.

After seeing clearly what was in the snow blowing package, almost everyone in the audience was stunned

Seiichiro couldn’t believe his eyes

“Blowing snow… You.. What are you doing with some stuff? ”

“Can these things also be used to make dishes?”

I saw that in the package of blowing snow, there were red bricks, white iron sheets, screws, and some wood….

The variety of clutter almost startled everyone.

Are these things really used for cooking?