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"WW3 cooking! Now it's dishes on the Castar side! Uh," Mio's special croquette modification "? What the hell?"

Mike (person name) squeaks wonderfully as he watches Kampe.

"That's the dish that's popular in the Castar Royal Palace right now. Yes. No general sales have been made yet. Yes. This time I'm going to specially ask someone I know to make a ton of them. Yes."

It was Nino from the culinary reality that explained it. Well, that's what they call it...

"Uh, Mr. Nino in the first place? Who are you? As usual, Kastal's culinary reality is supposed to be Mr. Kuzet, the royal palace cook..."

"Yes. Mr. Kuzet and Sacha, Kohon, Her Majesty Queen Sakya immediately asked me to represent you. Yes. Who am I, sir? Right. I'm just a letter, Kohon, a cook. Yes."

"Er, while Mr. Nino's mystery deepens!

The MC, who sensed he was not willing to explain much, forcefully concluded the conversation.

"So, this is a special croquette."

"'Mio's special croquette modification'. Yes! Don't call me halfway. Yes!"

"So, please note that this" Mio's special croquette modification "will be one plate for two"

A little anger and Nino says, so MC Mike breaks better.

Nothing is more barren than arguing with a committed human being. Because I won't give in.

"We have plenty of replacements, so good luck to you all. Yes!"

"Nino says this, too, so you all eat guns! I'm jealous of the food that's popular in the Royal Palace, dude!

"Oh, I'll put out a limited sale stall for the other one later, so come if you like. Yes."

"We're going to have a stall of roasted noodle bread."

Naturally speaking, this hands-on event often offers business travel stores for the dishes involved. Especially Croquet, Kohon, because "Mio's Special Croquet Reformation" is not available to the public, it is guaranteed to sell in large quantities.

"Yes, thank you for the publicity! Then get your mind back on it, WW3, Food (Food) Battle! Begin!"

Participants who begin eating '(abbreviated) croquette modification' with the declaration.

But soon the hand stops.

"What does this mean! Most of the participants' hands stopped! The only player who hasn't stopped is Sarah!

Aside from Sarah, surprisingly, Gallion has also stopped moving.

It's a hypothetical story, but if croquettes had been poisoned, Gallion would never have eaten croquettes because of their sense of smell or crisis sensing abilities.

"Good......"

One of the participants shrugs. That's what I mean.

"What a delicacy!

"The gravy's popping up! Ugh!"

"But I'm not deluded by the taste of meat, either. Potatoes! They're totally united up to the clothes!

"This is! Feel the earth. I must have used only those taken in the same area! Waawn!"

"Hey, Beast Man, if you're digging a hole, do it anyway"

Almost all of them had their hands stopped at so much delicacy.

From there it was a kind of panic. One replacement is screamed after the other, and the replacement clerk is also very affectionate.

They forget it's a big food tournament, except they're screaming for a replacement because of their instinct to say 'I want to eat more'.

"I'm glad they all look delicious! Yes!"

……

The audience stared at the look with envious frightened eyes. Even Gallions of S-ranked, delicious things should be eating to some extent, are desperate to eat more than one round.

And above all, the table for all the participants remains clean. It's like saying that even a piece of clothing doesn't spill...

Except Sarah threw up a spicy line with a small voice saying 'That's a little inferior to Mio's'...

"So, Game 3 is over! But what am I supposed to do with this..."

There was the appearance of participants who had eaten too much beyond their limits and were unable to move with a satisfied face.

Naturally, no one is throwing up. Because instincts can't allow you not to be. But no one could move properly......, only two remained. It is Gallion and Sarah.

Both Gallion and Sarah kept eating until the end. And it was Sarah who won. Now Gallion was also polite, and there was no difference in that respect because he was eating to say or not spill. It was at first that Gallion's hand stopped for 10 seconds that divided the victory and loss. That led to Sarah winning by one plate difference.

"Castar has finished a terrible dish."

"We sell exclusively in the street, so if you like, buy it and go. Yes."

For the record, not many spectators saw this game and decided not to buy it. However, the overwhelming repeater rate made it irrelevant to record the highest number of sales ever (sales are not the highest ever due to lower prices).

"Uh, confirmed, they're all retiring except for Gallion and Sarah. It will be anomalous, but the next battle between Gallion and Sarah for Wu (Fight) will be the final. Ft..."

All six rounds have been reduced to four. The influence cannot be ridiculed.

Specifically, the preparation for the food (food) battle, which was Game 5, was wasted. By the way, in Game 5, it was a soup made with lots of spicy Habanelka fruit. For once, it is a type of dish that I would also serve at the stall, but I don't expect to sell much.

"Thank you for waiting. The finals of the Wushu (Fight) match between Gallion and Sarah will finally begin!

Mike (name of person) continues to moderate it with professional guts that don't put it on the table as he learns to hurry up with a schedule that has slipped away.

For the record, sponsors in positions currently unseen from customers and shops serving dishes for Game 5 are in a mess. It's a story that has nothing to do with athletes, and it's not funny, so I discount it.

"Come on, let's start with the admission of Gallion, an S-rank adventurer!

Gallion came into the venue where only one stage (ring) of the Wu (fight) battle was prepared.

Gallion slowly advances to the stage (ring). The figure was worthy of two names, "Divine Beast," and had the style of a champion, but......

(Yay, I ate too much normally. Moving satisfactorily...)

Inside can be cold sweaty.

"Opposite is Sarah, who captured an instant victory in WW2 (Fight)! It has become an unusual game format, but it will be the first feat of all time for a woman to remain in the final! Does this even make you a winner?

The woman's first finalists, and the victory she showed her thug (Pimond) opponent in Game 2, can surprisingly have fans on them.

"That sister sucks. Eh. Please sign it. I don't hate it. On the contrary, I love it."

"Huh, I beat this built-up stomach of mine. We can't afford to lose every S-rank adventurer."

"You, didn't you abstain because Gallion was your opponent?

"Huh."

Looks like the junkies have become largely fans, too.

Sarah's not like Gallion. She walks in with Sta.

The 20m square stage (ring) will be used as it is confirmed that only the finals remain strong. The staff was very busy after the food (food) war in WW3 as it also took time to prepare for this stage (ring).

"Come on! We're both aligned above the stage (ring)! Which hand is the winner of the flourishing 25th tournament! Game 4 Finals! Wu (Fight) Battle begins -!

There was a signal to start the game, but neither Sarah nor Gallion would move. Sarah didn't exactly move, and Gallion couldn't. Full.

But it should be called a boulder-s-ranked adventurer there, or pretending to be 'immobile' without breaking his spare attitude. Of course, Gallion won't lose where it was somewhat hard to move if he was a co-opponent. But Gallion, who saw the Battle of the Raptors (Pimond), realized that Sarah was not an opponent to beat at all.

"Oops! Neither of us move! What's wrong with you?

Sarah doesn't break her spare look and Gallion doesn't break her spare gesture. When a minute had passed without either of them moving, Sarah, in the main, began to walk towards Gallion.

(Coming!

Garrion to fit in. But Sarah stopped at a distance of about 5m from Gallion.

"I have a suggestion, can you listen?

"What...?

Sarah asks Gallion in a voice that often passes.

While Gallion is a little surprised, he responds to it because time is not a bad thing (digestively).

"Yeah, it looks like you're full of stomach and can't move, isn't the fight tough?

"What are you talking about?

Gallion doesn't even break the look on Sarah's words. But in the heart......

(You're gonna find out! But why didn't you just attack me?

If you are aware of Gallion's current situation, you should strike quickly. Because the more time passes, the more likely it is that the digestion will progress and the Gallion will be able to move.

"Well, it's not easy to admit, is it? So, I'd like to ask you, 'Power' or 'Speed', which one are you confident now?

"... 'Power'."

Gallion, the beast man, is confident in both 'power' and 'speed'. But the current situation, which is full and difficult to move, one way or the other, 'force' will have no choice but to come on top.

"Well, that's an odd encounter. I (I) am also confident in" power ". So, what do you say? What about splitting wins and losses in comparison to simple powers?

"What do you mean?

"Right. What do you say you win if you shove your opponents in hand with each other?

Sarah combines her left and right hands and pretends to push each other.

This is one way to say "four hands" and compare the power brought in by the brave in the past.

Two humans face each other and combine their right and left hands. Push straight into the opponent's side, kneel down, and surrender to win or lose.

Gallion didn't even know his name, but as a pride of power, he knew how to fight it himself.

(What are you gonna do? This is more advantageous, isn't it?

I couldn't understand Sarah's thought of letting go of the overwhelming advantage that the other person couldn't move, but I just thought if I were in the opposite position, I could quickly see why.

(... well, it's not funny to punch me in this condition)

That means I simply want to enjoy the fight. If the opponent is not fully fledged, then I guess we should at least decide to win or lose in less influential areas.

As a food fight, it's slightly out of spirit, but I don't hate the idea either, Gallion.

"Fine. That suggestion got on."

"That's a decision, isn't it? So that's what I'm talking about, moderator."

So I wave to the moderator, Sarah. The moderator also listened, but I don't know if it's really good, so I'll check with the management committee. There the steering committee member was making a mare over his head.

"Okay! There is also an OK out there from the Steering Committee, so I'll admit to changing the rules! It's a lot of anomalies..."

Sarah and Gallion, with permission from the MC, face each other in the center of the stage (ring) and combine their hands with each other.

(With such luxurious hands, the core becomes firm. You're a hand sifting weapons on a daily basis...)

Already Gallion doesn't consider Sarah the woman she looks like. The combined hands are telling us that's the right thing to do.

Thus, when Gallion and Sarah are hand in hand, they are just beautiful women and beasts. Especially since it's not dance (dance) that's going to start, it's militancy (battle)......

"Now, it's become anomalous, but we'll resume the game between Gallion and Sarah. Hey, Don!

Gallion and Sarah to invest with the signals of initiation.

"Ugh!?

It was Gallion who raised his voice. The game started and the first thing Gallion thought was' lose '.

(Obviously, you're losing! And what an extra face!

Gallion can't afford it at all on his face because he's desperately trying not to get pushed off. But Sarah's still seems to be able to afford it, and remains calm in her face.

"Gu, gu gi gi..."

Gallion's attitude gradually breaks down.

Gallion, who has been S-ranked and has survived numerous battles, but has never lost power to a human opponent before. Of course, except for the demon opponent who prides himself on his power, but at that time, he does not challenge the power battle, so it is a different story.

"What does this mean -! Sarah is pushing Gallion! Will Sarah continue to win -!?

MC Mike (the person) couldn't seem to hide his consternation either.

"What's amazing is that you haven't gotten your status up with that, right? Yes."

Microphones (equipment) are also so small that they don't pick up, Nino from the culinary reality squeaks.

"I have a problem..."

The collapsed attitude is almost at its limit as well.

At that time, what Gallion thought was not 'I want to win' or 'I don't want to lose', but 'I don't want to lose without giving it all'.

Let's admit we lost as food fights. It was the limit at the time of the food (food) battle, so even if we were fighting for it, we wouldn't have won.

But I couldn't bear to lose without giving it all in comparison to just the power.

(…)

"Ooh, what's wrong with this!? Gallion players are going to be in the light! This! No way!

When the light subsided, there was a golden tiger there. No, most of them are tigers, to be exact, but some of them are slightly stopping by humans. Hand, for example, because this match cannot be concluded without a five-finger human hand.

There is a stage in the secret technique called. Normally, beasts are the same as beasts whose ears, tails and other parts correspond only to the human body. Using these secrets, however, changes the ratio of humans to beasts, the most significant change being when they become 100% beasts.

What Gallion did this time was become a beast about 80% of the time. When he beasts 100%, his first ability will be higher, but in fact, if he beasts 80%, he will be hit in the head.

In other words, Gallion, who did 80%, is the most powerful form he can use to fight Sarah.

"Whoops!

(You can win!)

Sarah's face startles me. Seeing it, Gallion was convinced of the victory. In fact, Gallion succeeded in gradually pushing Sarah's hand back to the center (Even).

"This is < divine beastification >! How many anomaly rules, it's not even the 'No Transformation' rule anymore! This is Gallion's unruly defeat!

The rule, 'No Transformation', results in Gallion's unruly loss. And Gallion is well aware of this. Still, there's nothing you can do about it because you wanted to throw away the game and win it.

Seeing such a galion, Sarah smiled a little.

(Why did you laugh?

- Do-o-o-on!

At the next moment, Gallion was falling on his back.

"What happened?

With him down, Gallion squeaks. No, I really do. He said he lost...

"I'm sorry. I thought it would be rude if I didn't take this one seriously than I came to use it to decide the battle..."

Slightly shifting his gaze, Sarah was about to get sweaty. I hope I meant it. It still seemed like I could afford it, enough to breathe a little rough. Gallion cannot move at all due to fatigue.

(You mean you lost the game, you lost the battle too...)

It is a complete defeat. It is so complete that there is no excuse for it.

"Shit, the winner is Sarah -! Here comes the first female champion -!

- Whoa!

The whole venue boils down to the MC's declaration.

Because if you look at the last push, it was obvious that Sarah was the winner, with or without God-beastification.

The awards ceremony then began without excitement, and Sarah, the winner, was sent a million gold in prizes and the right to participate when the World Games were held.

"By the way, the winner of the tournament in the city of Lilalka can choose between Eldia and Castar...... Oh, it also changes the support you can receive"

"Castar, please."

Sarah answers instantly when asked by the MC.

"Now you've got three World Games contestants on the Castar side and only one Olifer winner on the Eldia side of the Wang Du, which is slightly skewed."

Since the winners of other competitions also qualify for the World Games, higher-level battles have never been anticipated in the World Games. It is currently in the process of selecting a country with land capable of preparing large-scale installations. Naturally, this is the hardest way to navigate. Because every country is determined to do it in its own country.

"This brings the tournament to a close, but there are also business travel stores out for a while, so enjoy your meals and more! And finally, please give a round of applause to the participants and the winning Sarah."

- Pussy, pussy, pussy.

Humans throughout the venue applauded and successfully completed the 25th Food Fight Championship Lilalka Cup.

That night. A certain mansion in the Kingdom of Kastal.

"I'm fat!

"Well, it would be natural to be in such a tournament..."

"Ko, if this finds out, your husband might hate you! Mr. Mio! Shut up, please!

"Well, I don't mind that, but there's Alta, and if you look it up, you'll see, and what's the point of hiding it?

"It's a matter of feelings!

"So, how much do you weigh?

"180 kg."

"Almost 200kg - that's really heavy..."

"Not yet! No 200kg!

"Oh, you're angry there..."