"Please don't underestimate me, Breeze. I don't know about the others, but…"
A cutting board with a tomato on top of it appeared as the glasses man pressed a button. He looked at it and began to cut it with skillful movement. Afterward, he put the knife down and pushed his glasses up.
"I have studied in a culinary school for 6 months. Saying I can't cook something edible is the same as mocking me."
"It seems one person is spirited," Max commented with a smirk, rubbing the rib that Lily had elbowed earlier. The pain was gone, but he had a feeling this would give a comedic purpose.
"It's good to be spirited, but I believe you guys haven't heard of the dish you have to make, right? I heard I can choose what kind of dish the participants have to make."
